Page 1 of Luna: HERmerta

PROLOGUE

LUNA

TWO YEARS AGO

“Ugh.”What in the hell just woke me up? Rolling over in my bed, I see my room is empty so it must be something outside my door. Squinting, I am trying to decide if I want to get up and see or continue to be lazy. My mind goes over and over the conversation with my best friend Dulce about college and when I will get my act together. I ignored her like always. I know she misses smarty pants and everything, but not all of us have what it takes.

The truth is, I have never thought about what I was going to do after high school and now here I am six out of high school and I still have no direction. I mean I guess it helps being the daughter of a rich mafia boss. I don’t have to know what to do as long as I stay home and be my dad’s princess and for right now, that is enough for me.

“Damn it.” My little sister Cinzia’s music is at the highest decibel possible meaning she must be mad at her boyfriend. Cursing, I get out of bed, throw on my pajama pants, and stomp out of my room. As I am walking down the hall I check mylittle brother Aristide's room and see he is not there. That is not surprising, he may be at the basketball court out back.

Once I make it to Cinzia's room, I try knocking a handful of times, but as loud as her music is she can’t hear me. Pissed, I open her door. She is on the bed, headphones on, eyes closed. Walking over to her radio, I look around her room and notice she has removed all of the posters of the boy band heartthrobs she used to have up and it is replaced with, well, mob posters like the godfather, sopranos, etc. I don't know whether to be worried or what.

When the music is turned down, I walk over to her bed and touch her shoulder. She jumps, her entire face one of shock and fear until she sees me and gives me her pissed-off face. “What the hell, Luna? You scared me to death,” she says holding her chest.

“Sorry but the music, seriously.” She looks a little contrite.

“Sorry. I’m just…”

“Pissed at Harry.” Yeah.

“Wanna talk about it?” I ask, moving her hair from her face. She looks like she is thinking about it. Then she shakes her head.

“No. I’ll be alright.” Nodding I am about to leave her room, when Aris comes running into the room his face streaks of tears. An alarm rises inside of me wondering if someone has hurt him.

“Aris, what's wrong?” his body is shaking as he grabs Cin’s remote and turns on the news. At first, I don’t know what I am looking for and I am so busy worrying about him that I am not paying attention until I hear our last name, the word assassination. Cinzia gasps beside me and all I hear is wind in my ears.

“Oh my god. Papa is dead.” Cin cries. I shake my head not believing it.

No. No. There is no way. My father is invincible. Smarter. Always prepared. He is alive. He has to be. Right?

Too bad I didn’t how true and fucked up all of those statements will turn out to be.

CHAPTER

ONE

LUNA

PRESENT DAY

“Oh god Wictor,too hard, too deep.” I moan. I’m currently holding my stomach because I swear I can feel him rearranging shit. Instead of slowing down, he digs deeper into my pussy, his hand tightening around my throat from behind.

“Never too deep, Milosc. Never deep enough,” he whispers in my ear. My eyes roll to the back of my head. His breath against my skin is usually enough to make me wet and achy for him.

He and I have been sneaking off for these clandestine trysts for the last four months meeting in one of two places neither of which is our homes.

That day over two years ago, the one that resulted in half my family being slain, well it not only scarred my heart irreparably, but it also changed my life. Shortly after the day that we will not discuss, my cousin Giulia, the daughter of my oldest uncle Giuseppe who was the leader of our family decided to take over. She decided to bequeath control of the cities our fathers ruled to each of his oldest children and from my father that happened to be me.

“Hey, where did you go baby?” He pulls me back and flips me over. My eyes water thinking about everything and I try to turn my head from him, but he grips my chin and makes me look at him. “Hey. Talk to me.” he kisses me softly. I reciprocate, allowing this moment of tenderness. I am usually closed off. Guarded. I sort of have to be.

“I’m sorry. I just…thinking about my life.” It’s true.

“Well whatever it is you're thinking baby, I promise it is going to be okay.” Before I can give him some canned responses, my phone begins to buzz.

“Shit.” extricating myself from his arms and from under him, I get out of bed, ignoring his growl at seeing me naked, and answer. “Yeah.”

“Luna, where are you?” Fuck. Giulia is on the phone and when she asks a question like that she either knows or is expecting to know right now.

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