LASCIA PERDERE:

Let it go or forget about it.

V A L E R I U S ' S P O V:

ONE YEAR AND A HALF LATER: B A C H E L O R P A R T Y

"Where are we going?" For the tenth time today, I have asked the same question and I hoping this time I will get an answer out of one of these pricks else I'm going to shoot each of their heads off apart from Dante; I'll let Abella do the honours.

It was my bachelor party while it was Shira's hen party and I wasn't excited. A strong urge was to shoot Lorenzo in the head and take the wheel to drive back home but I let the urge surpass. My foot tapped rapidly thinking what the girls might be doing.

Would there be a male stripper there? The thought of another man's touch and smell roaming near my soon to be wife brought sinister thoughts to my mind. Ones that would make heaven tremble under my foot.

Zander and Adryan were at my parent's place, probably hanging around with Angelo. My boys definitely have taken after their mother than they have with me yet have my appearance. They have been a pain in the ass, which I won't deny.

They are never letting me kiss Shira on the lips, when I do, they cry. I guess they do take after me in some way. Possessiveness and jealousy, like Shira, says. What can I say, a Santis doesn't like to share what's theirs after all. Once we made you ours, you stay that way until death does us apart.

"Here we are!" The whopping in the SUV didn't stop until we got inside the club. My club. I haven't been here in ages. Walking through, the smell of strong alcohol, sweat and sex filled the air. We made our way to the VIP section of the club that was on the top floor and I wanted to leave.

Women surrounded the place in tight clothing or should I say with barely anything on. I was going to kill Lorenzo for this. "Come on, Valerius, you won't be a single man again. Enjoy yourself." Josiah chuckled, putting one arm around my shoulder.

"Fuck off." I didn't want to cheat on Shira, I have kids now and I have dedicated my faithfulness to the mother of my sons no one else. "I'm not going to cheat. That's not what I do." I said, my voice stern, making sure they understood.

Walking through the crowds, the hands of different women stroked my arm before I pushed away from them in disgust. Sitting on the leather stool, I ordered a whiskey on the rocks. The neon lights flashed to the rhythm of the sensual music.

Women grounded into the men that roamed their hands shamefully on their body, gripping and touching them, working them up. "Hey handsome, wanna dance." A whisper in my ear made me groan in displeasure.

Turning to look at the woman, I looked at her intently. Her filler lips bigger than a catfish pouted and her fake eyelashes looked like her eyes were about to fly off. She would be terrible at seducing a man with that face, it appeared like she was trying to pull a chapped skin off her lip with the way she was biting her lip.

"No." I said, sipping on my drink looking forward at the drinks lined up perfectly on the glass shelves. "Oh, come on, you know you want me." Before her hand could fondle with my hair, I grasped her wrists, "I said no politely but it seems that you don't understand. So," I began, her eyes bulged out, "get the fuck out of my face." Whimpering, she ran off.

"Boss, the police are here." I muttered under a 'fuck' under my breath before slamming my finished glass on the marble counter. "What do they want?" I hung my suit jacket on my forearm, before walking away from the crowd.

"Officer Amor wants to meet you inside." Walking into the private room, it was dark with a stripper pole glowing from the flashing multicoloured lights. Suddenly turning red, it turned the room even darker.

A woman walked over to the pole and surrounded it. Her silhouette showed the hat on her head and long straight hair that cascaded down her arms. This was a set-up. I was going to kill the person who set me up for this.

The muffled sounds of 'all I need' slowed echoed and pounded through the door. "Look, lady, I don't want to do anything. I am getting married and I have two kids with her." I blabbered but the woman just walked around the pole, her heels clacking on the floor.

"We could just talk," I suggested, she chuckled and walked over, not close to me but enough for me to still wonder who she was. The lingerie she wore was fitting to a police officer look. Fishnet tights were attached to the black lace underwear she wore, which had a cut out showing her bare pussy lips peeking through.

A flimsy fabric tied up to cover her breast didn't do much covering. Her nipples were solid and hard not to notice them. She fondled with the handcuffs in one hand while her other hand palmed her breast, squeezing and pinching her nipple with no shame.

"We could, but I don't want to." She whispered sultry, "You are under arrest Mr Santis," That voice. A voice so seductive and sexy can only be one person. "For what reason, Officer Shira Amor?" Smirking, I watched each step she took until she was in front of me, biting her lip.

"For leaving your fiancee in a desperate need for your touch." Holy fuck. Shira palmed my abs through my shirt, her hands resting on my chest for a minute before travelling to the tent in my dress pants, then travelled them to my wrists.

"Oh, my mistake." Shira clasped the handcuffs on both my hands behind my back and tugged on them, pulling me to the sofa. It was a cheap handcuff that made me optimistically think that I would be able to get out of them if I snapped the cheap material chain in the middle.

Shira removed the hat on her head, along with the rest of her clothes. Standing naked in her black heels. Leaning over, Shira chuckled before kissing the side of my neck, sucking on it. I was sure she would leave a hickey.

Her hand unbuttoned my shirt but she couldn't remove it since my hands were cuffed together. Undressing me fully, Shira spat on my hard cock before stroking it up and down as she grounded her bundle of nerves on my thigh.

"Dirty girl." Shira winked before straddling me and rubbing her slick juices along with my precum along her slit. Thrusting my hips forwards, I entered her tight opening. Three months after the birth of Zander and Adryan, I couldn't wait to have her under me. It was torture.

Shira bounced up and down on my cock while she peppered kisses along my jaw. Her pussy felt tighter as she squeezed around my shaft. "Keep going, amore." Shira tsked and stopped what she was doing.

"It's Officer Amor and I'm in charge." In a dominant tone, Shira wrapped her hands around my neck moving slowly. Groaning, I pulled the chain apart, causing it to finally break. My hand gripped her neck and I thrusted into her hard and rough before a shaking orgasm erupted through her.

"Not today, Officer." Flipping us over, I opened her legs wider before spitting harshly on her pussy. My hands rubbed along her slit, leaving echoes of her moan filling the room. "So wet, why's that, Officer?" Smirking my fingertips circled her bud while my lips pecked at her nipples.

"Mm, I think it was the bodyguard from earlier on." Growling in jealousy, I plunged my fingers in her opening, curling them up until I felt the spot that made me cum in seconds. "Ah! Fuck! Valerius!" Chuckling darkly, I pounded my fingers deep inside of her, my teeth gently nipping at her buds.

As she came down from the high of her second orgasm, I stood up and adjusted her close to my cock before slamming inside of her. The view of her tight pussy enveloping my cock fully was a sight that had me wanting to cum inside of her right then and there.

I held my release back as I squeezed on the base of my cock, I drew another harsh spit on her clit and as I watched how it travelled down in a slick elegant manner, it seeped inside of her entrance.

My cock was completely covered with her wet juices and the sound of our skin slapping together and Shira's whimpers and moans grew louder making the music almost inaudible. "La mia ragazza sporca, mi sborra sul cazzo." I groaned in her ear, knowing very well how much she loves me speaking Italian as I fuck her.

(Translation: my dirty girl, cumming on my cock.)

Dotting my kisses against her neck, I sucked hard on her sweet spot before spilling my cum inside of her. "I love you, Shira." I breathed out, releasing the grip I had on her boob. "I love you more, Valerius."

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WEDDING DAY

Today was the day. The day I marry my love, my amore, the mother of my sons. Waiting at the top end of the church, the priest prepared himself as he waited patiently, everyone was here. Dante nudged me and that's when I saw my two boys dressed up all cute and cosy.

Zander and Adryan were both carried by Lorena and giving me Adryan, she waited until Shira came to give Zander. Adryan smiled and cooed loudly, making the sound echo throughout the church. Kissing his head, I looked to see if Zander was ok, turns out he was given to Abella.

The french doors of the church opened up to reveal my beautiful woman, walking alongside Theo. The dress was etiquette and elegant, her long trail at the back had red lace dragging on the floor.

A beautiful sheath wedding dress, hugging her figure perfectly. Zander and Adryan cooed at the same time and Zander pulled his arms to be taken by Shira. The crowd 'awed' at their small noises.

I could feel my eyes become glossy as I looked at the woman who I would wake up to for the rest of my life. Pure bliss. The priest began reciting the vows and oaths. " I, Valerius, take you, Shira, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my life." I said, placing the ring on her finger.

Abella held the ring as we exchanged rings with one another, as we held Zander and Adryan.

" I, Shira, take you, Valerius, to be my husband. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my life." Shira repeated, placing the gold ring that was decorated with a band of navy blue diamonds and another band of white diamonds, on my finger.

" Valerius, do you take Shira to be your wife? Do you promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honour her all the days of your life?" The priest asked. My eyes latched onto Shira's beautiful ones and without doubt, I said 'I do'.

" Shira, do you take Valerius to be your husband? Do you promise to be faithful to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and to honour him all the days of your life?" The priest repeated, "I do." Shira smiled widely, holding my hand tightly.

Zander and Adryan cooed again. The priest laughed before continuing, "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Once the priest closed the book, I leaned forwards and claimed Shira's lips.

A passionate kiss, telling her the vow that I am hers and she is mine. Applauds marched in the church. Cheers and whistling spread like a wildfire in the church. Not surprised, Zander and Adryan wailed, pulling away from one another Shira cooed Zander as I did with Adryan.

I finally found my safe space and my happily ever after. Who knew the mafia world could have happy endings. "Mr Santis, I have a something to tell you," Shira whispered while Zander was playing with her diamond earring. "Yes, Mrs Santis?" I smiled, loving how it sounded.

"I'm pregnant." It had to be the most beautiful day of my life. Being blessed with another baby, I couldn't wait. "This one is going to be a girl, I know it." It was a gut instinct, Shira pecked my lips again.

"I love you my husband." Interlocking our hands together, we walked down the aisle with our babies in ours arms. "I love you my wife."

Hello, my loves, this is the end of the book but don't worry we have two bonuses to get through and a surprise...

PLAY THE SONG FOR THE FREAKY BIT! Also who else loves Gojo? ;)

I hope you enjoyed this book, I can't believe it is over-ish. It has been such a joy writing this book. This will be EDITED! Anyways have a lovely day or a good night's sleep.

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