Heartless Mercy (The Sinful Alliance #1)

Fallout by UNSECRET ft. Neoni

Two Days Later…

Wednesday (6:00 a.m.)

It’s been two days since everything went sideways and we almost lost Niccolo. He woke up a couple of hours later and we transferred him to one of the rooms in the bunker. Willow said it was touch and go for a moment there, and I couldn’t be more relieved that she was able to save him. He had a through-and-through bullet wound that didn’t hit any major organs, so she just had to control the bleeding and patch him up. He was lucky, although I know he doesn’t feel that way since Willow ordered him to be on mandatory bed rest. He’s going out of his mind now that Alessio and his crew are gone. He wanted to get back to work in Shreveport, but that’s definitely not an option. Isabella decided to stay and watch over Niccolo as well as spend time with us.

It’s been a little stir-crazy up in the main house now that Niccolo’s sleeping with me. He’s been trying to initiate sex, but that’s a no-go until he’s a hundred times better. Of course, he doesn’t like that, but he needs to heal and we need to be prepared for any attack Andrei throws our way.

An incoming call from Marcello Barone, leader of the Italian mafia in Las Vegas, interrupts my sleep. I carefully slide from underneath Niccolo’s hold and out of the bed. Grabbing my cell phone, I go into my closet and hit answer.

“This seriously better be good if you’re waking me up this early,” I growl, my voice hoarse from the early morning wake-up call.

“I have some news, but I wouldn’t categorize it as good. I heard you’re involved with Nash’s sister, Willow,” he spits out.

“Yes, I am. What’s wrong?” I reply, stopping my pacing and grabbing ahold of the cabinet in front of me.

“Well, her brother is involved with me and my girl. However, last night, they were both kidnapped. Dario, it’s bad. I might have a handle on it, but I’ll let you know if I need any help. I just wanted to call and inform his sister when Noah told me that she was involved with you and Niccolo,” Marcello announces, stunning me.

“Yeah, I’ll tell her. Let me know if you need anything. I mean it,” I say, ending the call. Marcello and I go way back—we aren’t much for staying on the phone for longer than necessary.

Fuck. This is going to hurt her so much. I hope Marcello finds them quickly because I don’t think I can stand to see my girl hurt. Taking a deep breath, I collect my thoughts and try to figure out how I’m going to break the news. I walk back to my bedroom and see Niccolo shift to his side to look at me.

“Who was that?” Niccolo asks. Walking closer, I lean down, grab his chin, and kiss his supple lips softly.

“Why are you moving so much? You know what Willow said. You need to stop overdoing it, amorcito ,” I instruct, laying beside him and pulling him to lay on top of me.

“Ugh, I’m fine, cuore mio . I know how much my body can handle. And it can handle a lot more,” he teases, reaching his hand down and rubbing my cock.

I clutch his hand from inching further and say, “Stop, not now, amorcito . We have other things to worry about. That was Marcello. His girlfriend, Ellinor, is also dating Willow’s brother, Nash, and they’ve been kidnapped. We need to tell Willow as soon as possible. Where is she?”

Niccolo removes his hand from my hold and hovers over me, his legs encasing my hips. “What? Oh, fuck. She’s going to be devastated. I mean, anyone would, but I know that he’s all she has since she’s not as close with her father and her mother died. She stayed with Isabella tonight. Catalina and Sonny have been making a lot of noise the past two days,” he states, shaking his head with a smile.

“I swear those two are going crazy for each other. But c’mon, let’s find her and break the news,” I add, getting on my forearms so he can get off of me. He lightly pushes my chest back and I fall to the bed.

“Wait. I was talking to Maeve yesterday and she was telling me how Marcello’s girlfriends’ boyfriend had ties to the Albanian mafia. Well, one of her boyfriends, not Nash, his name is Zamir. He plays with Nash for the Las Vegas Rebels. I was going to tell you last night, but someone gave me painkillers to fall asleep.” He chuckles, caressing my face with his hand.

“We need to call Marcello and let him know that Andrei has ties to the Albanians, as well. It might be important to know that they might have Ellinor and Nash in one of Andrei’s safe houses.”

Fuck. This shit is getting out of hand. These Albanian motherfuckers need to die as much as Andrei does. They’ll get what’s coming to them. Sooner or later.