Page 43 of Little Rabbit

“While they are busy with that, we need to discuss some things, Alessio,” Papa says briskly, moving behind his desk, and I can see in his eyes that whatever he wants to talk about is important.

I nod. “Yes, Papa. I’m going to walk Sienna to meet Sofia, then I’ll be back.”

“Good. And summon Aurelio and Nico. This will involve them.” With that, he dismisses me, and after he gives Sienna one more gentle look and an assurance to come and talk to him anytime, I usher her out of the office and into the hallway.

“Which way to…ummph,” she gasps when I spin her around, back her up to the wall, and slant my mouth over hers. I need to taste her, need to consume her, but this will have to be enough for now. At first she doesn’t respond, but then she grips the front of my shirt tightly in her hands and meets me head on. My cock hardens, and I groan into her mouth when she arches her hips into me, rubbing against me and prolonging my torture, considering I don’t have time to do what I want with her right now. Fuck.

I yank my mouth away and grip her hair, pulling on it to arch her neck, and I sink my teeth into her soft skin. “My naughty little rabbit,” I purr when I pull away, and her body shudders. “Teasing me when you know I can’t do anything about it. We’ll be seeing to that later, won’t we?” I nip her earlobe and she gives a short hiss, her fingers sinking into my chest. I’m sure she’s going to tear a hole in my shirt, but I don’t care. I release her hair and then slide both hands down to her ass, cupping the lush globes and lifting her up so she can wrap her legs around my waist. I’m only denying myself, but the feel of her is worth it. Especially when she grips my hair, yanking my mouth to hers, and grinds down on my dick. I’m about to say fuck it and take her right here.

“Save some of that drive for the gym, darling,” Sofia’s voice says loudly with amusement, making Sienna pull her mouth from mine. I turn my head to glare at the woman interrupting us, and see her brother limping along behind her, looking pained. He’s glaring angrily at the back of her head, though there’s no sight of Dante. The bastard probably doesn’t want to be in the line of fire. “Though, I certainly can see the appeal,” Sofia adds with a wink.

Sienna flushes, and then releases my shirt. “Put me down, Alessio,” she hisses.

I want to argue, but I also don’t want to push the tenuous almost-truce we seem to have, so I do as asked, though not before I claim her mouth in one more kiss. She sways slightly before she rights herself and glares at me. I wink at her while telling Lazaro, “To get your mind off your balls, let Aurelio and Nico know Papa wants to speak with them in his office.”

Lazaro nods and gives his sister another threatening look before he pulls out his phone. Sofia ignores him, loops her arm through Sienna’s and says, “Darling, you and I need to talk. First we’re going to discuss that bruise you gave Nico, and then you need to tell me if Alessio is as good as they say or if they were all exaggerating. Though I suppose from the look of you there is possibly some truth to it.”

Sienna blinks at her as they walk away, and then she shrugs and says, “He’s alright. I think he needs a little practice, but I’m sure he’ll get there one day.”

I know she’s baiting me, but it doesn’t stop me from stalking forward to grip her by the back of the neck, halting them both in their tracks, and leaning down to whisper in her ear, “Then be prepared to practice often tonight, coniglietto, because I won’t be letting you out of my bed until you take those words back.” Then I release her, turn around, and head back into my father’s office.

When I step back inside, Papa looks up at me and indicates for me to sit across from him. When I’m seated, I notice the displeasure on his face, and any smugness I was feeling instantly disappears. “Would you care to explain to me why you let that woman think you were going to force her to marry you, Alessio?” he asks me in a carefully measured tone. “And why you have not taken any time before now to explain to her what to expect?”

“That was kind of hard to do when she was constantly running from me and throwing things at me.” If he wasn’t Don, I would tell him to fuck off, but if I don’t want a beat down, I have no choice but to answer. “And I never told her I was forcing her. I told her about the contract, and let her infer from there. I plan on marrying her, Papa, so the point is moot.”

“Then you had best fix the damage you’ve done,” he snaps at me. “Sienna Harris knows nothing of our life but what she’s read or seen on the blasted internet. If you were thinking with your head and not your cock, you would realize that.”

I glare at him. “I don’t need you telling me how to handle my woman, Papa.”

“Clearly you do, considering she has one foot out the fucking door. Do you really expect someone who has spent her entire life as a civilian to just fall in place here? To simply accept this is going to be her life now? She has no clue what is about to happen, or the war that is coming. You will fix it, Alessio, or you will lose her.”

Before I can retort, in walks Aurelio, Nico, and Dante, and I swallow my angry words. My father knows nothing of what I want or what I’m going to do. Sienna and I will sort our own shit out, and I don’t need his interference.

Instead, I allow the easy, cocky smile to cover my face as I smirk at Nico, who stalks over to one of the sofas and takes a seat. He ignores me, and I see Dante trying to hide a smirk as he moves further into the room and places himself near the window. Considering Lazaro is still glaring at him from the other side of the room, that’s probably for the best. Though, I can get to him before Lazaro or Aurelio do, so I don’t think he should be feeling all that confident.

I take the time to move over toward the couch and croon, “Awww, my poor Boo Bear. You hurt your pretty face. Don’t worry, I still think you’re so handsome, but we both know it’s your co?—”

Nico’s up and moving before anyone else can react, the barrel of his gun pressed tight to the center of my forehead. “Finish that sentence, Alessio,” he hisses.

I keep my cocky smile in place, knowing full well that he won’t pull that trigger. Not if he doesn’t want a war. Not to mention, no one else has moved, so they aren’t taking it as a serious threat either. “Someone’s cranky today. What’s the matter, Armani? Did getting beat up by a woman bruise your ego as well as your face?”

I hear snickers behind me, and I can tell Nico badly wants to pull that trigger. It’s clear in his eyes, but before he can make any decisions, Dante’s phone rings, and the moment is gone. “When this is done and I don’t have to see your ugly fucking face anymore, I’m going to kick your ass,” Nico vows, lowering the gun.

“Oh, now, Boo Bear, we both know it’s not my face that you’re watching,” I taunt him, enjoying myself. “But your obsession with my ass certainly isn’t helping your case in trying to keep us a secret. Kind of gives it away, don’t you think?”

“Alessio,” Papa sighs, sounding haggard. Nico’s grip on his gun tightens, Lazaro and Aurelio snicker, but he decides to do the smart thing and puts it away. Though I have no doubt he’s going to eventually try and make me pay for the shit I’ve been giving him. He won’t succeed, but I’ll give him points for any attempts.

I’m about to turn back to Papa when Dante’s voice fills the room, and I freeze. “Just had a full on assault at the house,” he tells Nico briskly. Nico turns to him, his face blank, but his eyes harden.

“And?” Nico prompts.

“We lost a handful of men, but they were able to hold it down. Some damage to the front of the house, the gate is down, but we took out double the men. From what Davide said it was definitely De Luca, and from our intel, it looks like it’s Marco’s men. Davide had our guys follow, but they disappeared into Irish territory, and they didn’t want to bring more heat down until you gave the order.”

Nico gives a curt nod. “Ready the jet. We leave as soon as we can get in the air.” He turns to Papa. “Pietro?—”

“No need to ask,” Papa says, looking at me, then Aurelio. “Our men will accompany you.”

“We have a problem of our own,” Aurelio interjects grimly. “Got the news as I got Alessio’s text. Rafaele Parisi has ordered his men to attack here and take both Gia and Sienna. Our men have also found chats between him and a former Russian mercenary team, and it looks like he has a back-up in case his men fail. He has also instructed them that if it comes down to a choice, Sienna is to be taken and they can do what they like to Gia. Seems he’s done waiting, and he’s not afraid to mobilize for war.”

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