Song~ Streets - Doja Cat (idk if this song really goes with this ch but I like it)



Threats.

A seven letter word that holds so much meaning.

But it's different when the word is used on yourself- your family.

The past couple weeks we have received non-stop threats regarding Diovanna's life. The Russians are powerful, but so are the Italians.

However, word has been going around the underworld that the assassin Dove, is killing Russian men.

Maybe if I could get in touch with Dove, they could help us take them down and vice versa.

But how would I contact them? They are like a ghost. The only people who know what Dove looks like are the people who Dove has killed.

We don't even know if dove is a man or a woman.

Maybe if I-.

My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in!" I say to the person. My grandpa walks in and grabs a bottle of whiskey and a glass.

"You need to sleep." He tells me pointedly. I shrug my shoulders. My grandpa sighs, "you're worried about the threats from the Russians." He states.

I nod rubbing my temples at the forming headache.

My grandpa chuckles softly. "I get your worried- hell so am I. But have you even seen your sister? I would worry more about protecting Matteo than her." He says, amusement lacing his tone.

He's right, Diovanna definitely knows how to protect herself. The way she carries herself, she has the aura of danger. And I'm proud.

I nod. "You're right." I tell him honestly. "Doesn't mean I won't worry." I add and he slightly laughs.

"None of us will never be not worried for her safety, but you spending day and night in this office with no sleep isn't going to help." He scolds. I nod with a small smile.

"Alright, I'll get some sleep." I murmur.

My grandpa smiles standing up. "Good." He states before heading out the office door.

Checking the clock, it reads 2:26 AM. I didn't even realize it was that late. I stand up and head to my room.

Only one thought in my head.

Nothing to worry about. Hopefully.



I slightly groan as I open my eyes.

I look over to the clock on my nightstand and see it's only three in the morning. I sigh and look over to the other side of the bed.

Diovanna is no longer lying there. I look to the bathroom but the light is off.

She isn't here.

I sit up throwing the covers off of me.

I get out of bed and make my way downstairs. The living room light is off so she probably isn't there. I pass by the dining room, that light is also off.

I look towards the kitchen but that light is off too.

Where the hell is she?

"Boo." A low voice sounds from behind me. A sheik escapes my lips and I jump back turning around.

I flip the hallway light on and there Diovanna stands. She is trying to hold on her laughs but miserably fails.

Her laughs fill the hallways and as annoyed as i am that she scared the shit out of me, I can't help the slight smile that plays on my face when i hear her laughs.

But my slight smile disappears the moment she stops laughing. "What the hell Diovanna?" I exclaim, annoyance lacing my tone.

She just shrugs. "I couldn't sleep and wanted some food, so I stole a pop tart from your pantry." She pauses, a smirk growing on her face. "You were too cute to wake up and tell that I was hungry so I just left. No big deal princess." She teases.

A scowl rests on my face. "I am not cute. And I'm not a princess." I tell her. She just smiles innocent-. "Yeah you are, you're so cute." She tells me.

Never mind, not innocent.

I clench my jaw. "I Am not cute, princess." I mock like she had previously done. With a sigh, I rubb my temples. "You're probably still drunk, let's get you back to bed." I tell her moving towards the stairs.

Now she scowls at me. "I am not drunk. I may have a little alcohol still in my system but I'm definitely not drunk. Are my words slurred?" She questions.

Well no.

"Am I stumbling over my feet?" She questions again.

No.

"If I was drunk, do you think I would have been able to sneak up on you like that?" She asks but doesn't let me respond. "Well I probably could have even if I was drunk but that's beside the point." She states.

Probably not.

"Whatever" i grumble. She smirks at me and I raise an eyebrow.

"Don't give me that attitude όμορφο αγόρι." She mocks in a deep voice. [pretty boy]

I grit my teeth. "Why don't you go back to sleep?" I ask, hoping to change the subject before I finally do something about all her teasing.

She wants to tease? So can I.

She rolls her eyes. "I'm not going back to sleep." She shrugs beginning to walk down the hallway.

"Why not?" I mutter as she stops in a random part of the hallway. Now looking I notice she stopped and is looking at the ceiling with mirrors on it.

She looks at them intensely.

My pretty girl likes mirrors, I'll have to remember that.

I hear her sigh before turning back to me. "I just don't sleep well, okay?" She asks annoyed.

I put my hands up in mock surrender. "Yes ma'am." I mutter.

She rolls her eyes. "I'm bored" she states. "Let's play a game." She says excitedly before I can even utter a word.

I shake my head with a chuckle at her excitement. I look towards the clock positioned on a table in the hallway, it reads 3:27 AM. I sigh and motion for her to follow me.

She complies. I go to the kitchen and grab some candy and some drinks. Non alcoholic drinks of course.

Besides if we're gonna have a game night at 3:27 in the morning we might as well do it right.

We both sit down on the couches in the living room. "What game do you want to play?" I ask picking up a sour patch kid and tossing it in my mouth.

She thinks for a little before responding. "Twenty questions! I know absolutely nothing about you." She exclaims to me.

I nod. "Fine by me, you start." I tell her. She nods before seeming to think of a question.

"Favorite car?" She asks. That's a hard one but my baby will always be my favorite.

"Probably my black Lamborghini huracan." I reply honestly. I love that car.

She hums in response. "My turn." I say more to myself. "Sexuality?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"Bi." She responds. "You?".

"I'm also Bi." I tell her. "Your turn, that little question doesn't count." I explain to her.

She nods. "How many people have you kissed?" This question catches me slightly off guard but I don't show it.

"A few, not to many." I exclaim. She hums. "You?" I ask like she had previously done.

"Only a few." She responds. She mumbles something incoherently under her breath that I didn't quite catch but I shrug it off.

"Alright." I pause thinking of a question. "How old are you?" I question just realizing I have no idea how old my pretty girl is.

"17." She responds. "How old are you?" She questions back.

"21." I tell her honestly. "Look, I didn't realize you were only seventeen. If you are uncomfortable-". I start but she cuts me off.

"I'm not uncomfortable with a four year age gap. Does my age bother you?" She questions softly.

I chuckle. "όμορφο κορίτσι, nothing about you bothers me or could ever make me uncomfortable. I just want to make sure you are never uncomfortable or anything around me." I state with a pause. "Except for your attitude but we will fix that." I state shrugging.

She scoffs. "How? I'll have attitude if I want." She questions, sarcasm lacing her tone.

I chuckle humorlessly, "do you want to find out όμορφο κορίτσι how I'll fix that attitude?" I ask, a smirk resting on my face. "I'm sure you might enjoy it." I tease. [pretty girl]

She inched closer to me on the couch and leaned towards me putting her mouth towards my ear. "Yes." She answered breathlessly.

I turn my head towards her, our faces only inches apart. My gaze flickers to her lips before going back to those pretty eyes of hers.

"Are you sure about this όμορφο κορίτσι? Because if you want this there is no going back." I tell her honestly, because I don't think I'd be able to let her go, not even now.

"I'm sure." She mutters before taking my chin in a firm grip and crashing our lips together.

One of my hand moves to the back of her neck pulling her closer- needing her closer, the other moves from her lower back to under her ass and pulling her onto my lap in a swift motion. Her hands run through my hair, tugging my head back for better access in the kiss.

One of her hands fall to my chest, slowly moving down my torso while the other remains in my hair. Her hand run over my abs and fall onto the waistband of my trousers.

Her touch igniting sparks all over my body.

My tongue sweeps the seams of her lips for access but she denies. I groan into the kiss displeased. I take her bottom lip between my teeth and gently tug to which she gasps allowing me access to slide my tongue with hers.

Our lips move in sync as the kiss becomes more rough and needy.

My hands roam her body, finally resting one hand on her waist and the other on her under thigh pulling her closer to me.

A low throaty groan escapes my lips as she grinds her hips onto my already hard dick.

She moans into the kiss, both of our tongues fighting for dominance, which I ultimately win.

I tilt my head slightly deepening the kiss. But Before anything could continue, her phone dings and a pair of footsteps are heard coming down the stairs. Dio and I to reluctantly pull apart.

Looking at Diovanna's face, a slight shade of pink now covers her cheeks. I smirk, she's blushing.

Looking towards the stairs where the footsteps were heard, I notice Atlas and Casandra standing there with grins resting on their faces from ear to ear.

Diovanna slides off my lap and is now sitting next to me, causing the bulge in my pants to be much more prominent. I slightly adjust my pants when Atlas and Casandra turn to look at each other.

"I told you, you owe me 50 bucks." Atlas utters holding out his hand.

Casandra grumbles before digging in her pocket and pulling out two twenties and a ten dollar bill.

They bet? On what? Us?

Probably sensing our confusion, Atlas explains. "Yeah we definitely could tell you two would get together. You two are always giving lovey dovey eyes to each other. So we made a bet on when you two would finally make a move."

He glances at Casandra, "Cas thought it would take longer for you to give in." He says more directly to Diovanna about taking longer to give in.

Diovanna rolls her eyes. "What are you two doing up so early anyway?" Diovanna questions with narrowed eyes.

Casandra and Atlas glance at each other before responding. "Sleepwalking." Atlas replies at the same time Casandra says "washing dishes."

They both glare at each other while Dio and I bust out laughing. They were definitely doing, something, together.

When we sober up a little from laughing, Dio responds. "Yeah okay." Dio mutters. "I'm going shower" Diovanna tells us walking up the stairs.

I watch her figure walk away with only one thought in mind.

There's no going back now, because I'm not letting her go.



I walk up the driveway towards my house.

Nik just brought me home after I had showered and we watched a movie and ate breakfast. No kissing though.

Very sad about that.

I wave to Paul and Randy before entering the mansion. I notice both Ruth and Luna are in the living room with coloring books on the table.

Amara, Aria, Elena, and Alesia are in the kitchen. I wave at them and make my way towards my eldest brother's office.

He said he wanted to speak to me, so here I am.

I knock on his office door before hearing a faint come in from inside.

I walk inside taking note that it is not just Sebastian here, but also my grandpa, my cousin Alejandro, my cousin Dante, and all of my uncles.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" I ask sarcastically with a raised eyebrow as I plopped down on the couch.

I'm a little annoyed that Sebastian didn't tell me who else would be here, but it's cool cause they are all just family.

"Diovanna." Grandpa starts. "We want to be completely honest with you, and since you're alright with the whole mafia and everything." He pauses glancing around the room.

"We wanted to tell you that the Russians have been sending threats." He finally spits out.

I raise an eyebrow. "Threats? About me, or..." I trail off. I mean they have to explain more than that, cause I already know they are after me.

"Threats about you and your safety." Sebastian speaks up for the first time.

I nod. "Yes, is that all?" I ask bored of this conversation. I mean, what's new right?

I stand up from my seat on the couch wanting to leave.

"You're not, I don't know scared? They are threatening your life, we wanted to give you some bodyguards and security, you know?" My uncle Raffaele speaks up surprised.

Before I can utter a word, my cousin Alejandro speaks up with a smirk.

"You're not surprised because you already knew?" He states knowingly. "You're part of the underworld." He mutters seeming to put prices together.

He's smarter than the others. Took long enough.

I grin, "bingo." I reply honestly.

"What?!"

"Who are you?"

"Whats your cover name?"

"What part do you take in the underworld?"

"You knew?"

They all shouted at once. I put my hand up and they all quit talking.

"Yes I am part of the underworld, I already knew about the threats so this meeting is pointless." I tell them honestly as I begin to walk towards the door.

"Who are you?" Alejandro asks. I roll my eyes but turn back around. Most of my uncles are just watching silently, waiting for an answer and observing everything.

I turn my attention back to Alejandro. "You'll find out soon enough." I explain. "Now about the threats, I'll take care of them." I state before pulling the door open, walking out, and closing it behind me, not waiting for a response from any of them.

I walk down the quiet hallways as I make my way to my room.

As I enter the corridor for the bedrooms, my phone pings with a message.

I pull my phone out continuing to walk down the hallway.

Nikolaos Be ready by 7:00PM. Wear something comfy. I'm coming to pick you up.

I almost want to laugh at his demanding text. I continue down the hallway and go to respond to his text but I pass by Giavanna's room only to hear her talking on the phone.

I stop and stand next to the wall by her door. I peak through the slight crack of the door to see her sitting on her bed with the phone to her ear.

"Yeah, I got it." She says into the phone. "No, im working on it. The plan is taking longer than expected." She mutters beginning to pace the room.

Plan? What is she talking about?

"I'll get the job done, bye" Giavanna says abruptly hanging up the phone. I watch as she throws her phone on the bed and puts her face in her hands and begins rubbing her face.

I walk away from my position by the door and make my way to my room.

Plan?

Get the job done?

What the hell is she planning?

But if it's something against me, this will be the last plan she ever does.

I open my door and close it behind me. I jump onto my bed and begin texting Nikolaos back.

Diovanna: Where are we going?

Nikolaos: That's for me to know And you to find out.

I groan in frustration.

Diovanna: So like a date?

Nikolaos: Exactly like a date :).

A slight blush makes its way to my cheeks. A date. I've never been on a date.

I look over to the clock to see that it's only 2:00 PM. I have exactly four hours and fourty-five minutes to get ready.

Don't want to be late.

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A/N: sorry this took so long to update! I had a really busy week.

Anyways, y'all next chapter will definitely contain some smut.

I definitely have a mirror kink but that's for a different chapter 😉

Lmk what yall think of this book!! Love you hoes🫶🏻