Married to my Fiancé's father

LORENA

It happened on the opening night of Apex.

They were all there, my friends from school, trying to make me happy. Let's do something we would never do tonight. That is how I ended up here. Sofia and Lucie were such good friends.

I just found out I was getting married a few hours ago. There were at least a hundred women in the club, most of them wearing tight short dresses

"It's my party, my bachelorette party," I clarified.

"Yes, is there a problem," Lucie yells.

"No, but this is a mafia club," I announced, thinking they weren't aware.

"We are not twelve Lorena you have to learn to lose yourself to a night of passion, not that loser who drools over your sister" Sofia returns

So my supposed fiance, Giulio Moravia, worships the ground my elder sister walks on; the family contract states that one of the Calvino daughters has to marry into the Moravia family, but it didn't state which daughter, but, My father placed so much value on my sister; he wasn't going to give her to just anyone. So, of course, I'm the sacrificial lamb.

A thrill of excitement runs through me. I suddenly feel like I'm being watched, and the feeling persists.

Sofia shouts " I just saw a cute bartender, let's go take shots."

Immediately we got there she started flirting with him, typical Sofia.

The conversation between us shifts from ex-boyfriends to Lucie talking about her latest crush, some guy she met online; I tuned it all out.

My eyes move around the club quickly reviewing the random men searching for something or someone.

"I'll be right back," I tell Sophia

There are a lot of people here. I keep pushing between bodies, trying to get to the restroom.

I relieved myself and came back to join them for a toast.

To us, we said, as we clink our glasses together, "Today's mafia princesses tomorrow's mafia queens" Sofia added. Alcohol spilling around our glasses.

We find our way back to the dance floor, swaying our hips and laughing. For the first time in over one year, I feel lighter

Then I spotted him over at the bar. An extremely hot man, an incredibly hot stranger, and he was coming my way; Sofia and Lucie were already far away at this point.

A waiter approaches me on the dance floor "Miss" he says "the gentleman from that table has sent this for you"

I didn't get a chance to react because a hand reached from behind me and thrust the drink back into the confused waiter's chest.

"She is already spoken for," a deep voice barks above my head.

I take a step towards him and the scent of seduction and citrus and I love the smell of citrus.

Then he spoke "Ciao"

That Italian accent was smooth and raspy; God, yes, and I stared.

Hello, I greeted him, appearing smooth and sophisticated. Meanwhile, my heart pounded in my chest. Jesus Christ, this man had to be illegal. He looked way older than I am but he was so hot.

"Celebrating," he asked with gentle attention. "By the looks of it, whatever you are celebrating went well.

I was quick to correct "No just a girls' night" I rectified that if this man could take me away with him then I would have something to celebrate.

'Get your act together, Lorie. You don't know who he is,' my subconscious scolded me.

However, we had some crazy chemistry that I did not need at this point in my life.

At this point, it was official: I was attracted to him as if he were in my mind. His beautiful lips turned into a smile, and I was done for.

"Lorie, we are off to the VIP floor. Are you good here or are you coming?" Lucie yelled.

"Yeah I'll meet you there" l returned.

I never moved my eyes from him for fear that he would disappear and I would miss my chance. I needed to see him for a while longer.

A smile passed his lips, and his dimples had me blushing; he had a sharp jawline, looked rugged, and had a mouth for saying filthy things with a straight nose. My eyes roamed over him and found no single flaw.

The navy suit made him look in charge.

My eyes fell to his hands and found no rings because that was a line I would never cross.

"Did I win your approval?" he said in that accent, sending shakes through my body.

The Italian accent was turning me on

"I haven't decided yet," I replied, lying through.

While other men in the club were looking at my body he was just staring at my face trying to read me.

He hasn't asked for my name, and sincerely, that's better considering my life nowadays. The contract on my marriage was going to be signed tomorrow.

My single days are already over so why don't I do something for myself? At Least get a taste of this sexy Italian.

"Dance with me," The deep timbre of his voice rolls over me.

"Okay," I answered, without thinking twice.

His hands on my waist tighten as he demands my attention from my thoughts, pulling me closer to his hard chest.

"I guess you're lucky today. I normally don't do this," I smile, trying to hide how nervous I am; talking or flirting with men has never been a problem for me before, but I find it hard now.

His hands move to the small of my back as a waiter passes with a tray of shots. I grabbed one because I was definitely going to need it.

As we move to the dance floor I find a pair of eyes staring at me with anger from across the room."Wasn't this guy on a date?" I said in my thoughts, narrowing my eyes.

The last thing I need is a woman making a scene. God forbid she starts yelling in Italian; I won't even know how to respond.

As the music starts, I get lost in it, rubbing my body against him like an animal in heat; he encourages me by kissing my neck and placing his hand on the small of my back; it's getting hot in here, and we lose ourselves.

Next, he slams his mouth against mine and whispers, "I'll make it good for you." Without a single doubt, I know it would be great. He pulled me towards an elevator, we went up, kissing like we wanted to devour each other.

The elevator stops, and we are in a very cool penthouse.

We enter a large bedroom, and he corners me against the wall with desire brimming all over my pores.

"Wait a second," I asked, pushing through my desire. "I don't even know your name," I questioned.

He ignored me. His body slammed against mine and our lips fused.

He was so much taller than me that it felt like I'd been swallowed whole by him. My eyes rolled into the back of my head from the pleasure that shot through me. Stars exploded behind my eyelids, and I wrapped my hands around his neck, clutching the collar of his shirt and pulling him closer. Needing more of him.

He lifted me into his arms and my legs

wrapped around his waist. My heels fell against the hardwood floor with a thump. His fingers dug into my ass as I ground.

You aren't wearing underwear?"

I looked at him with a furrowed brow. "Does that matter right now?"

"You're right. It doesn't," he agreed.

Stretching out on the bed, he pulled me with him "Sit on my face. Right now," he ordered.

"What?" He spanked my ass.

"Last warning. Your pussy needs to be on my face." he spanked my ass once more for emphasis. "Now."

ALESSANDRO.

"Open your legs."

A faint trickle of arousal made its way down her inner thighs. Good God. She had climaxed once already, and her pussy was still greedy for more.

Stretching out on the seat, I pulled her with me. "Sit on my face. Right now."

"What?" she said, and I spanked her eyes.

"Last warning. Your pussy needs to be on my face." I slapped her ass once more for emphasis. "Now."

She climbed over my body, and adjusted her knees until she came to straddle my head. I could smell her sweet arousal, making my mouth water. I jerked her hips down.

until her pussy slammed onto my face, eager to get to work. My fingers dug into her ass cheeks as her thighs pressed into the sides of my head.

"Fuck," she breathed, her palms sprawled against the headboard to brace herself for support.

I ate her like I was starving. Like it was the first meal I'd had in years. Like it was my last. She rolled her hips, whimpering as I sucked and licked her. She was so wet, her cunt swollen. I drove her closer to the edge with my mouth, only to slow my tongue, lapping up her juices.

She let out a tiny frustrated growl as she sped up her movements, rocking back and forth, fucking herself with my face.

"More." The woman was as demanding as I was. I usually hated that trait in women, but with her I liked it.

Breathing hard, she moved off my face and slid down my body. I stared up at her, my cock hard in my pants. Her glimmering emeralds found my gaze. She licked her lips, her hooded eyes darting to my crotch.

"You want my cock?" She nodded eagerly, her eyes zeroed in on my dick.

"Then take me out." She grabbed my belt, began unbuckling it, and then reached for my cock, wrapping her fingers around it.

I closed my eyes at the feel of her warm skin. "Put me inside of you, little one."

She lined my tip to her entrance and began lowering down, I thrust up while dragging her hips down, impaling her fully. I had to close my eyes and grit my teeth, it felt so goddamn good.

My balls tightened, and our eyes locked as her body shuddered uncontrollably. My cock swelled inside her, the orgasm rushing through me as cum shot out of me and into her warm, welcoming pussy.

The world had ceased to exist for a moment as my climax dragged, my cock twitching inside her. It was better than ever before. She collapsed on me, our breathing harsh, and fell asleep.

I woke up to an empty bed. I haven't slept this well in a while. I placed my hands on the other side of the bed and found it empty and cold. I listen for the sound of the shower, but the room seems quiet.

I walked to the balcony of the room, hoping to see her there, but she wasn't. I checked the bathroom to confirm, but it was also empty.

'How could she just leave like that without a word.' I ran my fingers through my hair.

I shouted for the bodyguards outside my room, and they said she left early this morning.

I scolded them for letting her leave without checking with me first. All I got was silence.

Well, that settles it. My little one absconded, and I sent the boys out back to the door where they were stationed.

I'll find her later. But first I have a marriage contract to sign in a few hours. Cesare has been buzzing my phone for the past 10 minutes.

I freshened up and got in the elevator. The SUV was waiting with my driver opening the door to take me to the office so we can get this deal off the table and I can go back to searching for my dove.

As we got to Morovia and Co. At the front of our business, he gave me some papers to sign in the car. I asked, "How is Gulio taking the news of his engagement?" He replied that he was happy and waiting at the company so we could go together to get his bride.

I was signing the marriage contract for my son that afternoon. I checked the time. This was 11:45. Alliances through marriage are a part of our world. There is nothing anyone can do to prevent this.

As I got off the elevator I met my son Gulio and my right-hand Cesare on the floor where the boardroom is located. Gulio looked happy over the marriage, meaning I had done well.

I found out my son was head over heels for the eldest of the Calvinos. But we are yet to discover which one of the calvino's daughters will become his bride. The eldest one will be an icing on the cake though.

I had him tailed and I heard he was a frequent visitor to the music school the Calvino girls attended. Well, it seems he's in love.

We got to the office building, met the lawyers, and went to the boardroom. The Calvino's couple stood up as I entered the room, a sign of respect for me. I shook hands with them, welcoming them into the Moravia family.

I tried to rush the contract signing, so it could end as soon as possible.

I was itching to go watch the ÇCTV cameras for my little one to begin finding her because she was not escaping that easily.

My eyes drift down my son, then up, over his tattooed hands and arms, halting on his face.

He had a smile plastered all over his face, I couldn't help but smile.

I look at Cesare as he hands over the ledger to Mr Calvino. He reads the contract and nods his head, meaning it's foolproof.

It states they might use 30% of our connections on the black market standard procedure.

"Can we get this over with? I have things to do," I yell. They were already overstaying their welcome in my company.

"And Calvino I hope no shady deals because we wouldn't want to regret this, Would we?"

The Calvinos are all a bunch of lazy swindlers and very poor businessmen. The women in the family spend their money faster than the men are making it so it's not a surprise that they are selling one of their daughters to get back on their feet.

He did not look good. He was sweating profusely. I thought nothing of it; maybe he was sweating out of fear. He replied "No shady deals you asked for a daughter you are getting one"

At this point, I was just being a careful father so as not to put my son in a bad situation. I looked at him and his eyes were pleading with me not to ruin this engagement. I wonder what he sees in this Calvino girl.

We signed the documents, and I asked to bring in the girl.

I immediately read the energy in the room. Giulio's face was a mask of pure anger mixed with disappointment, as the girl walked in.

She froze on her feet with her eyes widened immediately our eyes met.

It finally dawned on me, that my dove, who I had a steamy night with, was my son's bride to be.

LORENA

" Oh no , I'm late dad is going to be so mad," I murmured .

"We will get there soon young miss" Olly my bodyguard and driver said

I'm so tense about today but I'll have to represent my family and help the Calvino get back on their feet in the mafia world if dad doesn't spend all the money frivolously that is.

My thoughts went back to last night with Alessandro and I became hot all over feeling shivers running through my body.

How the fuck did I get myself in this situation?

I had sex with a stranger , and then I ran away like a scared little girl after I'd been flirting with him and asking for satisfaction and being satisfied by him too.

It's just embarrassing.

But in my defense, he was a sexy looking stranger and well experienced,I was stretched to my limit last night.

I get a vision of his face as he ejaculated inside me, and my insides clench in appreciation. He's so hot, it's just ridiculous.

God, imagine fucking him again.

I get tingles to my toes and wiggle on my seat to try and relieve the pressure between my legs. I've been dripping wet since I ran out to the penthouse this morning.

he look so handsome in bed maybe it would have been different waking up in because with him or breakfast in bed, gotten to know each other spoken for a few hours exchanged numbers,we would have gone at it again.

What I wouldn't give to see what he's got to offer again. But I'm getting married, what a shame "well we can only look towards the future," I told myself.

"We are her ma'am". Olly said, yanking me out of my thoughts.

"Thanks" I replied as he left the car to open my backseat door for me.

The building where the contract was going to be signed.

It was a bit intimidating to me but I steeled my spine and stepped forward cat walking into the building. The hallway was lined with bodyguards and most were well expected from my family.

I could tell my dad was trying to prove a point by trying to intimidate the moravia family. I heard from rumors that most of the men in the Moravia family were hired killers, ex US military and navy seals.

It was pointless what dad was trying to do but that was his business. I just hoped the man I was to marry was kind enough to let me continue studying at the ballet academy and seeing my friends, I had heard horror stories about men from the mafia from mama and always prayed mine would be different.

I got to the door of the boardroom. Dad's right hand man was there as he saw me. I could say he was relieved. I plastered a fake smile on my face look as bit as a submissive woman as much as I could muster.

As we entered the boardroom there was a flurry of reactions from everyone as I look around Blood drains from my face and my smile falters as I stare into the eyes I never thought I would ever see again. My eyes clicked with him. It's Alessandro, my man from last night. Oh my god, what do I do.I hear voices from every corner of the room.

My heart is about to explode as i march into the room, My internal temperature hikes up, though, and my heart thunders in the confinement of my rib cage. I remember to keep my head down as a sign of respect.As I sit down opposite him and his family I try not to ogle at him, his face his jawline just brings back last night memories as he catches me staring at him I turn my eyes downwards.

Despite my best efforts to act natural,i'm in a state of hyperawareness.my skin tingles, and my ears are so sensitive that they feel hotter with each passing second.

I'm almost sure it's due to being in this setting with him. I then I realize that my knee is bouncing and I slowly force it to a halt.

"This was not the deal Signore Cavino, I asked for Laura not her," Gulio stated.

I could feel him staring from across the room at me, it feels like the whole room disappeared. It was just the both of us,his eyes refusing to leave mine.

"She is what your getting." My father snapped. Then he spoke up " I dont know what farce this is but by tomorrow if this mistake is not corrected you know what happens to those who try to trick me don't you Calvino," He threatened staring at my father dead in the eyes,the silence in the room was obvious to everyone.

As the Moravia family started filing out of the room,I knew my father's anger would turn in me.As he stands up to leave he should be around his early 30's I think, he's the head of the Moravia family the assassin who killed with no remorse, His body while muscular, is lean, fit, and agile allowing him to move silently

His black suit pants are tight against his strong thighs and complement his long legs. He's wearing a white shirt but no tie.

In a few seconds the room is empty, I run out of the room leaving my father behind in a flurry.

I hail a taxi immediately I leave the building.

"Oh my God, I'm so dead," I repeatedly say in the car. As the driver speeds along the highway, in a hurry to get home.

"Ma'am we've arrived at your destination," the driver reminds me.

I pay him and get out of the car to hurriedly enter the compound and get to the house and into my room fast.

As I get to my room without meeting mom or Laura on the way, I am so grateful for that. I quickly to my friends tk let them know my plight.

I'm done for I picked up my phone to call Lucie and Sofia calling Sofia first "how did it go", she yelled into my ears

I added Lucie to the call "hey Lorie hi Sofia ",said Lucie

" How did it go?" they both screamed.

" Agggh Here's the thing , remember last night at the bar, the dark Italian I left with." I said.

"spill it ," Sofia grinned.

" So I had a one night stand with him and he is my fiance's father. I repeat my father-in-law and now I don't know what to do. I'm thinking of running away from home, if my parents find out I'm gonna be forced to marry him and that's not right. is it?" I blurted out.

"Wow that's a lot but let's not run away"Lucie offered.

"Is he hot? On a scale of 1- 10 how hot is he? How was the sex? Could you marry him based on how good the sex was? You know just saying," Sofia interrupted

"Sofiaaaa," I and Lucie yelled

"Just asking you know, for science," Sofia yelled back.

"But nothing has been finalized yet because I think his son likes Laura and that prevents the contract from being signed," I told them.

"Okay we can work with that we can only just hope your dad agrees to give them laura and you go free," Lucie said.

"He is very handsome,his name is Alessandro Moravia, wait till you see his pictures," Sofia exclaimed.

She sent a flurry of pictures to the chatroom.

"Is that him?" They both asked.

" Oh my God he is so hot, can I have his babies," yelled Sophia through the phone.

"Yes,that is him,I'm so dumb I couldn't even check on the family I'm supposed to be getting married to. I might not have slept with him," I replied.

" It's too late for regrets now,"Lucie said, being the voice of reasoning.