Heartless Mercy (The Sinful Alliance #1)

Breakfast by Dove Cameron

After Sonny and Willow quickly grabbed a few hot outfits for tonight, we headed back to Dario’s ranch to get ready. We’re going to Alejandro’s wife’s hot new restaurant spot here in El Paso. She’s opened a few places all over Texas and the fire-ass authentic Mexican food has seriously been a hit. It’s the best I’ve ever had and one of the reasons why everyone loves to go there. Willow and Sonny have no idea; we just want to surprise them with a fun night with people we know and where we’ll be safe.

“Does my hair look okay?” Willow asks, her black and purple streaked hair curled and just a whisper above her shoulders.

“Of course it does, tesoruccia . You look absolutely perfect, especially with that tight, black, slip dress. Come here,” Isabella replies, moving her fingers in a come here motion. Willow approaches her and she grips her chin softly as she looks into her eyes. Their connection is so evident to everyone. It should make me jealous, but it doesn’t. They’re both beautiful women and I’m one of the lucky ones who gets to be with them forever. Nothing else matters. Isabella leans in and gives her a soft peck on the lips, making Willow’s cheeks dust a lovely pink hue. I fan myself from how hot it’s getting in here, the tension growing. Willow’s curves are to die for, making the dress look scrumptious. Her black stiletto heels with red bottoms are on full display when she showcases the slit on her dress. If we don’t get out of here soon, we won’t be making it to our dinner date.

“Thank you, corazón . You look good enough to eat in that white, silk dress.” Willow winks as I chuckle in the background. That she does. Isabella always looks good, but she’s showing off tonight. Her wavy, brown hair is in a low, tight, slick bun with dangling, pearl hoop earrings. She looks gorgeous, I’m so lucky to have fallen in love with her.

“You both look delicious, my loves. Are y’all ready to go?” I ask, looking at the wall of monitors in my bathroom.

“Yes, I’m ready,” Willow and Isabella answer simultaneously. I nod and proceed to my door. Isabella grabs my hand and I turn around to see my girls smiling back at me.

“What are y’all up to?”

“You look so fucking hot in that red dress, Mammina . And those killer black heels suit you so well, baby. I can’t wait to get back and take it off. Willow and I want to worship you tonight,” Isabella says. She and Willow giggle and blow me a kiss. I shake my head, smiling that they think they’ll worship me tonight when I know I’ll use my favorite toy to make them come for hours.

Turning around, we spot the boys waiting in the living room. They lift their heads from being buried in their phones. They do a double take, and each of their eyes can be felt as they travel up and down our bodies. The room grows so thick with sexual tension that you could cut it with a knife as we all stare at each other. I feast my gaze on how hot Dario looks with his usual get-up of a black dress shirt, denim jeans, and his shined, brown cowboy boots. But something about tonight makes him look even hotter, urging me to take Daddy for a ride. I definitely want to take that saying, ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy’ for a test drive.

Niccolo whistles and we all come out of our lust-filled haze, laughing. “Damn, y’all look so fucking hot. I’ll get on my knees for you, Mommy,” Sonny says, desire in his eyes, looking straight at me.

Lifting my eyebrow, his statement catches me off guard, but I’ll be more than willing to make that happen. I smile and he mirrors my action as the guys clear their throats. We both look away and the girls and I continue our ascent to where they are seated. Niccolo is the first to rise from his seat with Dario and Sonny follow.

In a line, we each kiss the guys briefly on the lips when Dario grabs my hand. “He’s right, you know. Anybody would be lucky to worship you on their knees. Too bad they won’t know what that’s like because you’re ours,” Dario whispers huskily in my ear, causing shivers down my spine and my pussy to drip with want. His hot breath is almost too much, I look him in his hazel green eyes that are filled with longing, showcasing a darker shade, and I’m ready to fulfill his every need.

“C’mon, diablita . We better get going. Alejandro says we need to get there now before the evening rush starts. There are too many variables open for an ambush,” Dario states with a serious face.

I nod and we proceed outside to the two SUVs waiting for us. Alessio stays behind to work with our guards and coordinate tomorrow’s meeting. Chiara, however, will tag along with her girlfriend and our second-in-command bodyguard, Camila, in the SUV with Niccolo, Isabella, and Willow. Dario, Sonny, and I climb in the front SUV while Alejandro drives us to his wife’s restaurant.

Arriving at Alejandro’s wife’s restaurant, Ale Fantasía, we quickly exit the vehicle. Alejandro, Chiara, Camila, and I scope the area, looking for anyone who looks suspicious. When Dario and Niccolo get everyone inside, we follow behind them.

“ Mi amor, te ves tan hermosa ,” Celeste Diaz, my best friend and Alejandro’s wife, says, greeting me with a kiss on the cheek. I return the kiss and squeeze her as much as I can without hitting her round belly.

“ Mírate, te ves tan sexy, Mamá ,” I tease with my usual flirty charm to get a rise out of Alejandro.

“Okay, cut the shit. She’s my wife and all mine. Verda, preciosa ,” Alejandro growls while kissing his wife quickly on the lips. Celeste giggles and playfully swats his chest as she turns back to face everyone.

“Hi, Momma. You look stunning. I missed you. Catalina has not let me get out to visit you. We need to catch up soon,” Isabella says, greeting Celeste with a hug and kiss.

“It’s so good to see you, too, mamita . You look gorgeous. Of course, Catalina would keep you hidden from me, but yes, we need to catch up,” Celeste laughs while shaking her head at me. Isabella moves aside as Niccolo greets her next and whispers something in her ear that makes her hug him tighter.

“Celeste, this is Willow and Sonny. Sonny, Willow, this is Celeste, the most beautiful pregnant woman ever and the owner of this restaurant,” I say, introducing Celeste to our new loves. Celeste raises her eyebrow at me and I wink, acknowledging what she wants to ask while not crossing the line of asking whether we are dating them or not.

I nod and she approaches them to greet them with a big hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Hi, it’s so nice to meet you. You look stunning,” Willow quips as she holds Celeste’s hands.

“You really do. Wow, Alejandro, you’re pushing above your weight with her,” Sonny teases as Alejandro rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

“I look beautiful, absolutely not. Y’all look so beautiful; meanwhile, I look like a fucking whale ready to burst the two giants this one knocked me up with,” she exclaims, pointing her finger towards Alejandro.

“Stop that nonsense, Les. Eres hermosa ,” Dario says, kissing Celeste on the cheek. I swat Alejandro’s chest and he looks at me, confused.

“What the hell?”

“You let him call her beautiful and you don’t say shit, but when I do it, you get all mad!” I bark, glaring at him.

“Well, he’s the boss. I can’t say shit to him,” Alejandro answers, chuckling.

“Fucker,” I state, shaking my head.

“Alright, your area is ready for y’all. I’ll send in some meseros in about five minutes, okay?” Celeste says as she kisses Alejandro goodbye.

I smile, patting Alejandro’s back, and say, “Go ahead and stay here. I’m sure Chiara and Camila can take over it. Take care of your wife, hermano .”

Camila and Chiara follow behind us as we enter the private area Celeste had blocked off for us. There’s a white-clothed round table set for six with black cushioned chairs. The room has TVs playing highlights of the latest game between the Vegas Rebels and the Devils. Red lighting accentuates the Mexican skulls painted on the walls, giving off a sexy vibe. I’m so happy my best friends opened up this place; they deserve all the happiness and I’m glad I can witness them having their little life together.

I grab Isabella’s hand and she sits to my right while Sonny sits to my left. Willow sits beside Sonny and Dario on the other side of her while Niccolo takes the final seat near Dario and Isabella. The servers come to take our order, and as they leave, the bartender brings us complimentary drinks from the bar. As we sip on our drinks, we look at each other and the tension increases.

“We cannot leave already and go fuck. We have to enjoy this date at least. Besides, Alejandro needs to spend more time with his wife,” Dario orders, catching the thought we all had in our minds.

“Thank you for taking us out on a date. This place is so beautiful and it’s nice to get out, especially as a group,” Willow whispers shyly.

“Of course, baby girl. We wanted you and Sonny to experience a little part of our world and meet the people we are close with,” Dario discloses.

“I’m glad we could do that. Celeste seems like a sweet, but fiery soul. I could see myself being really close friends with her,” Sonny states surprisingly.

Dario lifts an eyebrow and is about to say something when Sonny interrupts him and says, “Not in a bad way. She seems like a big sister I could go to for advice. Besides, I’m taken. By all of y’all, that was never and will never be the case when meeting anybody else.”

Everyone stares at him in awe and I feel so fucking giddy that he outright admitted that out loud. Like, wow, he’s such a fucking sweet little baby. Niccolo, Dario, Isabella, and I made the right choice exploring a relationship with them. It’s a decision I’ll never regret.

A server drops two trays of chips, salsa, and guacamole, and we all dig in, starving from our long day. Thankfully, we don’t spoil dinner as a couple of servers bring our food. Everything smells delicious at the table, ranging from quesadillas, tacos de bistek, enchiladas, and rice and beans mixed on the table for everyone to help themselves. We dive in, inhaling everything and swallowing it with some delicious strawberry and lime margaritas.

I take some of my tacos de bistek and feed my baby, Isabella. She moans and rolls her eyes to the back of her head as I shift in my seat with the sounds she’s making. “You better be careful, princesa . Those noises are going to get you in trouble,” I say, winking. She giggles, covering her face with her hands.

“What are you going to do about it, Mammina ? You know you love it,” she replies, leaning back in her seat and opening her legs just a bit to showcase the slit in her dress. Jesus, fuck. My girl is not wearing any fucking panties, and that only makes me want to punish her for being so reckless.

“Open wider, baby,” I whisper over the chatter between the guys and Willow. I bring her chair closer and pass some food from my plate to hers as a cover for what I’m going to do next.

I lean in and kiss her cheek and mouth. “Wider, princesa .” She does as she’s told and I trail my fingers from her knee to her upper thigh, opening the slit on her dress further open. Isabella trembles beneath my touch and it sends shivers up my spine from how hot this is going to be.

I move two fingers closer toward her opening and slide them up as I circle her clit. Isabella gasps and I stop and whisper, “Be quiet, or I’ll stop.”

“You’ll stop right now. What the fuck, Catalina? Not in public,” Niccolo chastises.

“I want to make my girlfriend come and I want to do it now. Watch it, pretty boy,” I reply, returning my fingers to Isabella’s pussy, but she closes her legs.

“What the fuck, princesa ? Why did you close your legs?”

“Maybe he’s right. Maybe we shouldn’t do it in public…” Isabella mumbles, looking around the table and not meeting my gaze.

I grab my phone from the table and see a missed call and text from Alessio five minutes ago.

Opening the message, I see that I’m wanted elsewhere and use that as an excuse to get myself out of this situation.

“Alright, well, it looks like I’m needed elsewhere. This was fun, but I need some air,” I snarl as I push my seat back and head to the door.

“Catalina. Stop,” Dario growls. I pause my steps for a moment and grab the handle when he grips my arm and spins me around to face him.

“Where are you going? We can’t fit in one car,” he says. I raise an eyebrow, dumbfounded by his statement right now.

“Don’t worry. I have a ride. Bye, Dario,” I sneer, removing my arm from his grip. Walking out the door to the private area, I kiss Celeste goodbye and tell Alejandro I’m going with Alessio to Dario’s ranch to spar. He shakes his head, but nods in understanding. He knows and has seen the anger that’s vibrating inside me right now, and that I can’t be reasoned with. I don’t trust myself to do or say something I don’t mean. So, I have to remove myself from the situation. And what’s a better way to take out my anger than to spar with some of the guards for fun?

“Well, well, well. I didn’t think you’d show,” Alessio teases as I make my way inside the SUV.

“Shut up and drive. I’m in the mood to fuck up some guards. Maybe I’ll teach them a few things.”

“Oh, I’m sure you will, you fucking psycho devil,” Alessio says. That I am. And soon, the Sokolov men will see how fucking psychotic I am.