“Yeah.” Elijah agreed begrudgingly. “The call was… welcomed.”
“Then… until we meet… take care.” I’d see Elijah at the meeting, I was sure Alejandro may have filled him in a little and I had made it clear to him not to mention Azura. I didn’t want him associated with Azura and neither did I want her parents to think she hid crap from them. When she wanted, she’d tell them, preferably when they came down. Face to face.
“Goodbye, give Azura our love.” Scarlett said.
“I will.”
“See you soon.” Elijah added, before we ended the call, and I tossed it onto the bed, exhaling. “Was it hard?”
My eyes snapped up to see Azura enter the room, I was so fucking consumed in the conversation I didn’t even realise her approaching despite the door being open a crack. She was a presence I didn’t need to be on edge around, nor did my wolf tense at her presence. Rather his excitement and hunger became clearer.
“Is anything fucking hard for me?” I asked cockily, aside from staying away from you?
She smirked, “Yeah, not getting turned on so fast.” She teased, locking the door behind herself and walking over to me.
She had a fucking point… I was already getting turned on by the look in her eyes alone right now…
Smirking, she pushed me back onto the bed, and I let her climb on top of me. “That’s not exactly in my fucking control when you’re always looking fucking hotter than the Sahara.”
“Mama isn’t wrong, you really are a smooth talker.” She murmured seductively, kissing me softly.
I kissed her back, brushing her hair that now curtained her face out of the way. “I’m sorry that all this shit is so fucking messy… When it’s all over and done with, I’ll make it up to you. Not just all this fucking stress… but what I did to you too. We’re going on our honeymoon.” I promised, brushing my knuckles down her cheek.
She closed her eyes, enjoying my touch. “You’ve already made it up to me, Leo…but I’m not passing up on that honeymoon. Although I wouldn’t mind just being stuck in a room with you for the entire trip.” Her eyes fluttered open, and I couldn’t help but admire how fucking beautiful she was. In every fucking way. “You know… I’m a little weird, quite a lot crazy, super impulsive, and just pretty much a psycho… I’m the Westwood Devil.” She smiled wryly, and I didn’t speak, letting her continue even though I wanted to refute her. She was way fucking more than that. “But… somehow, you make me feel like I’m the most incredible, beautiful, amazing girl in the world and make me feel like I truly am the only one you want. I love you Leo Rossi. My incredible, sexy, and perfectly smoking hot, bad boy. I truly am madly, deeply, and insanely in love with you.”
Hearing those words was indescribable. The emotions it evoked in me… fuck she was more than my all.
Her heart was pounding, and I didn’t need her confirmation to tell me this was the first time she was professing her love. There was a vulnerability in her voice, as if it was the first time she was baring her heart and soul to me. Guess that makes two of us…
This thing between us was at a level that nothing else compared.
I cupped her face, brushing my thumbs across her cheeks.
“Never thought hearing those words could fucking make me feel crazy like this…” I whispered huskily, tugging her close as my lips grazed hers, making a beautiful sigh fall from her lips. “I love you too baby girl, you’re Leo Rossi’s Devil now. My beautiful wild psycho, and I fucking wouldn’t change that shit for anything. You aren’t just my all, Azura… you are the light I fucking needed, the push to keep me fighting, and the force to keep me grounded. You’re the one for me.” I murmured the words against her lips, listening to the rhythm of her heartbeat, before we kissed once more.
A move that always felt like it was the first time… Yet so perfect that it was as if we had perfected it since the beginning of time.
We broke apart, her breathing heavier as she whispered the words. “I’m proud of the man you have become, Leo… I truly am.” Her approval was all that fucking mattered.
Evening had come and I had just come back from a light jog, needing it to clear my head after the amount of hours I had poured over those old books. Azura had fallen asleep with one of the books in hand and I had covered her up before taking a quick shower, since the meeting was in under an hour. I had just stepped out of the bathroom and was pulling on some boxers when my phone rang. I grabbed it quickly not wanting to disturb her and frowned when I realised it was Dan. “Yeah?” I asked. If he called it meant he was out of range. “Where are you?”
“At the location for the dinner.”
I knew exactly where he meant and nodded. “How’s it coming along?” I asked just as the phone beeped and Ace was added to the call.
“It’s coming along fine, security is impeccable, escape routes if needed, surveillance hidden in plain sight. I think we got it covered.” Dan replied confidently.
“Oh, we have, this dinner’s going to be pretty… explosive.” Ace added.
“Well, Schurke Wolf isn’t someone to mess with, and neither are we. Three nights from now…” Dan agreed.
“Yeah, it’s time Web realises that you don’t mess with us” Ace’s cold reply came, I could hear the anger in his voice.
I sat down on the bed, propping one leg up and resting my arm on it as I leaned my head back against the headboard. “Heimtückische Wölfe has yet to bend to someone, we never have and we never will. This Dinner will give us what we want, or we will do it the hard way.” I said. I heard the change in Azura’s heartbeat as she stirred and frowned slightly. “I’ll speak to you two soon,” I ended the call and placed my phone down as she sat up sleepily.
Her eyes were keen, despite the sleep in them. “What dinner? What’s Heim… Wolf?” She asked.
I stared at her, and the sudden cold realisation that she actually didn’t know my truth hit me like a fucking freight train.
And I knew from the questioning look in her eyes that I would have to tell her.
How do you fucking tell the woman you love that you’re the boss of a Cartel?
How would she even react to that…
I guess there was only one fucking way to find out.
“Heimtückische Wölfe is the name of my organisation.” I replied, looking at her with my eyes void of emotion. “The name of my Cartel.
AZURA.
Cartel?
All traces of sleep vanished as I stared at the man before me. A man who for a second, I was unable to recognise.
How could Leo be part of a cartel, and I had no idea about it?
He was watching me emotionlessly, but I knew he was analysing my reaction.
How do you react to that?
I looked away, feeling a sudden pressure in my head.
A Cartel.
“So… When you say a Cartel? Do you mean like a secret Mafia boss?” I asked, my voice sounding hoarser than I planned.
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