Chapter 1
Kallista
My name is Kallista Rossi… My father Marco Rossi runs the Italian Mafia and I am his only heir. My father is stuck in the past and is obsessed with tradition so naturally he doesn’t think I’m fit to run the mafia when he steps down. I have trained my whole life to be a leader but no matter what I do or how hard I work I’m not a man and I will never be fit. The night before my 18th birthday my father sat me down at the table and made up a bunch of bullshit excuses saying my mother wanted me to marry his best friends son Lucas Taylor. He said it was my duty to the mafia to marry a strong man like him. Don’t get me wrong I love Lucas but in a we grew up together since diapers kind of way. I always knew that he felt differently. Lucas told me years ago he wanted to be more than friends but I declined and brushed it off. But now he’s getting his wish and I’ll have to spend my life with someone who I don’t love in a romantic way. I tried everything I could to get out of it but all I got was a slap across the face. After that my father stood up and announced that my wedding was the next day, then he walked out. I ran to my room and cried for hours, and when I had no more tears left to cry I sucked it up and decided that I wouldn’t cry about this and that I would be a good daughter and do as I’m told. The wedding was beautiful but the person at the end of the isle was wrong. After we got married my father pulled me aside and told me to consummate the marriage tonight and that if I didn’t there would be hell to pay. I know he thought I was a virgin but I wasn’t. I had only slept with two people and the first one was “My first love.” And the second one was to get over that love. But like a good daughter I listened and did what I was told. The next morning I woke up and thought about the night before and honestly it wasn’t good at all and it lasted less than five minutes. So this was my life bad sex and a man I didn’t want, well at least I’m a good daughter. Right?
5 years later
Me and Lucas has been married for five years now and not much has changed. Other than the fact we moved to America a couple years ago so Lucas could try and strike a deal with the leader of the American Mafia. Like I said we have been here for a couple years now and he hasn’t even met the leader yet. My father is starting to get impatient with Lucas and I can tell it’s really stressing him out. I work at the small company we have here while Lucas tries to complete his mission. My life is a slow boring routine but hopefully that will change when my father steps down. “Lucas. Get the fucking job done.” My father yelled over the phone before hanging up. Lucas sighed heavily and said “Kallista I have some meetings in California I’ll be back in a week.” Lucas said walking out the front door. Honestly I like when he’s gone, so I can finally get some piece and quiet.
1 week later
Lucas got back this morning and has been acting so fucking weird. He asked if we could have lunch together and I accepted. The drive there was quiet and I was starting to get stressed out. We sat down ordered and he finally said “I have something to ask you. But don’t over react please.” I sighed. Well that didn’t help. I took a deep breath then nodded for him to continue. “So I saw Don and Rachel while I was in Cali and they told me about something they’ve been doing to… spice things up.” I didn’t like where this conversation is going. Don and Rachel are a couple we met in Clai during a party when we first moved here and Don is a real piece of shit. I saw Lucas take a deep breath and then he continued “They are swingers. And they said it has really helped them especially when they are stressed.” I busted out laughing and said “Are you being serious Lucas?” He nodded with not even a smile on his face. “Look I just want us to go and get a feel for the place, we don’t even have to do anything. If you don’t like it we will leave.” He says and I shake my head and say “You sound like you already found a place to go.” He nods and says “It’s super high end and VIPs only. So nobody would say they seen us there.” I rolled my eyes “No I’m not going.” He sighed and said “Look can you at least give it a try?” I sighed and thought for a minute. Maybe this would get him off of wanting to have sex with me. I sighed and said “Fine but we are in and out. Five minutes max.” He nodded and smiled his way through lunch.
That night we both got ready. Apparently there’s a fucking dress code for this place so Lucas had to wear a suit and I had to wear a sexy dress. So of course I picked a black mini dress that hugged my curves perfectly. It’s off the shoulder on one side. I decided to do a half up style with a bun and straighten the bottom of my hair. Then I put on some sexy black heels and a black trench coat and we left. We pulled up to a building with security outside and Lucas had to show them something through the window then they opened a garage door and we pulled in. We both stepped out of the car and walked inside where a man patted him down and a woman patted me down while also taking our coats. We walked through the next door and what I saw was insane. Sex. Everywhere men, women, alone, together, same sex, opposite sex, oral, anal, you fucking name it and it was here. I looked at Lucas and he looked like a fucking kid in a candy store. We kept walking around and there were individual rooms, a stage for viewing, this is a lot. I look at Lucas again and he was fucking gone. I looked in my general area then went back to the front and asked security “Is there a bar here?” They both nodded and pointed up the stairs I walked up and it was actually normal up here. I ordered a shot and a wine. When I finished the shot I sat in a booth in a dark corner and sipped my wine, wondering how the fuck I got here. “Are you okay beautiful?” A confident and sexy voice asked me. I looked up and was met with dark eyes that scream danger…
