Page 7 of Luna: HERmerta

“Welcome the land of the fools.” I definitely am going to have to unpack this later.

“What do you want me to do?” I would rather get it over with.

“Nothing right now. I need to talk to Jakub and see what he knows. But Luna, if it is what I suspect, add him to the list of people you are going to have to eliminate. Are we clear?”

“Crystal.” Pulling up to my house I am shocked to see her get out and then Cinzia leave the house. “Cin what's going on?” She has a bag in her hand and is dressed in all black. “Cin?” She looks at me with determination and I have a bad feeling in my gut.

“I am going with Giulia for training.” I look at Giulia and then back at Cin wondering if I am yet again missing something.

“Training for what?” Cin says nothing. Her eyes go to Giulia.

“Little Cin would like in on the family business, and she wants me to train her in New York.” What the fuck.

“To what end, Cin?” I mean I had other plans like college and a life.

“Come on Luna. We both know you don’t want this. You never wanted this and let’s be honest, it doesn’t burn in you. I have always wanted to be a part of this. This is our legacy, and I can feel it in me. In here.” she puts her hand over her heart.

“So what you're saying is you want to take my place?” turning her head once more she glances at G, who then nods her head. My little sister turns to look at me and for the first time I see something I have never seen or had…fire. There is a fire in her, and I can tell she is not going to be deterred.

“Yes. I want Chicago. I want you to be able to go live the life you want and leave the organization to me.” well shit.

“And when do you think you are going to do this?” This time Giulia answers.

“She will be with me for the next year. If I deem she is ready on her nineteenth birthday, I will give you the choice to walk, stay, or step down into a less...authoritative role and give it to her.” Seems I am the only one who hasn’t had time to think this over. “Cinzia we need to go. The plane is fueled and ready.” I don’t get a chance to say anything before they are off and I am left once again wondering what the hell just happened.

One thing is clear, I have to get my head out of the sky and pay attention. My world is falling apart, and I have been so busy resisting and resenting the responsibility that was thrust upon me that I haven't been doing my role. That is over. I need to regroup and get my head right. My phone beeps and I see the secret code. Well it seems I am going to start with Wictor.

CHAPTER

EIGHT

WICTOR

“Brother wasthat who I think it was?” Piotr asks me from the phone. He is back at the house overseeing some things. Me, I am at our meetup spot praying she shows up so we can figure out what the hell to do from here.

“It was indeed.”

“Holy shit! You really didn’t know?” Yeah I have been berating myself for the last few hours which I’m sure she has also been doing.

“No clue but it explains so much.”

“So what are you going to do?” asks, mimicking my own thoughts. The answer though has not changed,

“Make her my wife.” He chuckles and shakes his head.

“Why am I not surprised?” Smiling, I hang up with him and my paramour a text asking her to meet me at our place. She doesn’t respond but that doesn’t mean anything, she often doesn't. Instead of wondering about it, I check in with my guys and make sure there has been no movement from Alek, who is one of our distant cousins who has been making a lot of noise about wanting to take over. We have had constant surveillance on him because he is unhinged and can do serious damage to what I am trying to undo.

The drive to the cabin is reflective but also exciting because now that we know one another’s success, we can find a way forward. Pulling into the driveway my heart is pounding the anticipation of having to convince her we could make this work. I am relieved to see her car already here.

Opening the door, I take a deep breath and walk inside. “Baby. Luna.” I call her name and start toward the bedroom when I hear a familiar click.

“Put your fucking hands up.” Taking another deep breath I do as she instructed. I need to diffuse this situation.

“Baby calm down.”

“Don’t call me that, stronzo.” Shit. My cock jerks to life hearing her speak Italian to me, dumb ass. Never mind the fact she is holding a gun to my head.

“I will always call you baby, my love, greedy mama.” I hear them suck in a breath before she moves in front of me. My heart skips a beat with how gorgeous and strong she looks right now, with all her power. But, there is no ignoring the tear tracks.

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