Chapter 3 Meeting Ivan

Cristiano

"Why are you in a club, Boss?" My brother, Luca asked as I strolled into the VIP section, slumping on the couch.

Boss was my code name in the underground world. I was called Boss because I didn't hesitate to kill anyone who stood as a threat to me, and the family.

"I need a new toy." I informed with a smile that didn't reach my eyes. "Our father killed Leo, remember?"

"Riz-"

"Save it, Luca. I won't be needing your fucking advice today." I snapped, cutting him off sharply as my eyes roamed the room. He was my advisor, and second in command. He wanted to cut off the mafia ties, but he was already born into it, and couldn't possibly run away from the life.

"Dad will kill us both." He sighed before sinking his weight in the couch. He was my father's favorite, we all were in a twisted way.

"Don't worry about him. Just enjoy the party." I gave him a reassuring smile, rubbing my forehead. I hated loud music, and that's why I avoided parties. But where could one possibly find the perfect toy like Leo? Leo was the longest I had ever had. He saved me the stress of finding fuck buddies who could warm my bed.

Damn you, Dad! I cursed in my head, throwing my head back on the couch.

"We need to leave soon, Riz." Luca informed with a straight face, "remember we have dinner with the Hernandez?"

I hummed in response, but my mind was else where. I had no plans of marrying her, but Luca had convinced me to honor their invitation, and turn down their marriage proposal politely. That was the only way to avoid conflict. I was marrying Mia for stupid reasons. There was a plot against us-the two biggest family. The best way to strengthen our ties was to marry each other, and considering how much of a bastard my father was, he chose me.

"Here." A soft voice spoke across the room, breaking my trance. His voice was calm. I snapped my eyes opening, staring at the man sitting far across me.

"Stop this, Ivan!" The girl opposite him scolded with a stern face, but his stubbornness was evident on his face. He had two women on his side, his hand resting right above one's thigh, and his lips in the other's neck.

Such a scandalous man. He had a straight face, mid length hair, his eyes were hazel, his lips pulp, and his skin, a little pale. He was slim just the way I liked. He will be a perfect little toy.

"Who's he?" I asked with my eyes fixed on him. He was too busy, or maybe too high to notice my piercing gaze on his body. The room was dim, but his mischief shone brightly.

"Who?" Luca asked in confusion before following my gaze. "Is that Ivan?"

"Who's Ivan?" I shot back, flickering my eyes to him.

"Your brother in law." Luca teased, but I didn't find the joke funny. So he was Mia's brother?

"I'm surprised you don't know him, Riz." He commented, "Everyone in the city knows him for his reputation."

"Reputation?" I asked with a twitching smile, "What sort of reputation does he have?"

He purses his lips on the air, massaging his chin, "He's the Hernandez heir who loves partying. He was know for changing women like clothes. He was with different woman each night, spending his father's fortune on them." He explained, shaking his head.

I chuckled darkly, staring back at my new toy. He maybe a man whore, but I was confident I could get him on his knees.

I lowered my gaze on my watch, rising from the couch reluctantly. "We are going to be late." I informed, walking off without waiting for Luca.

"Since when did you care about the appointment?" He asked catching up to me, "And did you see anyone you like?"

I ignored his question, getting into the car. He grumbled in irritation, sitting beside me, and shutting the door close.

"Where to?" The driver enquired, and Luca responded before the ignition started.

"Are you okay, Riz?" He asked, and I hummed in response, shutting my eyes with a smile playing on my lips.

Ivan Hernandez.

"We are here, sirs." The driver announced, snapping me out of my trance. I pulled the door open, climbing out of the car. This is my first time in the Hernandez residence. My eyes landed on the falling body few meters away from me, and without a second thought, I hastily lunged forward, wrapping my arms around his waist before he hit the ground.

"I gotcha you, Ivan." I whispered lowly, with a smile on my face. He stared at me with flushed face, and sleepy eyes. Was he high on drugs or alcohol?

"Mr Vito." Carlos gave me an awkward smile as Ivan passed out on my arms. I knew Carlos because he was popular for his physical combat.

"Are you okay, boss?" Luca asked with a narrowed gaze. I nodded in response, scooping Ivan into my arms.

"Where's his room?" I asked, and Carlos exchanged glance with a girl beside him.

"No, I will-"

I growled lonely, cutting him off. He clenched his fist before leading the way.

"What happened to Ivan?" The voice was genuine, but the expression was fake. A woman in her mid fifties asked as I walked into their mansion.

I didn't bother responding, and kept walking behind Carlos who didn't spare her a glance. He stopped in front of the room upstairs, pulling the door widely open.

"Leave." I commanded, walking into the room with Luca trailing behind me. He disappeared as the words left my mouth.

"He's off limits, brother." Luca warned as I laid Ivan on the bed. I chuckled in response, sitting on the edge of the bed, and brushing his hair lightly.

"I want him." I drawled, lowering my head down to his neck, "I must have him." I kissed the crook of his neck with a tight smile.

"He's a Hernandez. You can't mess with their son, and get away with it. He's straight, remember?" He said reasonably, but I didn't care.

"I'm going to marry that bitch." I spat bitterly, "and in return, he will become mine."

"You are crazy." Luca gritted out angrily, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Haven't I always been?" I smiled sarcastically, pulling back reluctantly.