Omerta Ch. 09

Chapter 9: Together

"Ahh!" Alex wailed as the blow landed. "Please!" He coughed, voice hoarse. A fist answered.

A deep ache pulsed through every inch of him. His thighs, chest, sides - nothing was spared. His arms hung - wrists bound - above his head. Tight ropes bit into his skin. His feet barely brushed the floor, causing his shoulders to scream in agony. The weight of his own body threatened to tear them from the sockets.

Alex had tried to focus, listening for anything - any sound that could tell him where he was. He could tell there were at least three men. Maybe more nearby though. The air reeked of a strong cologne, cigarettes, and blood.

"Please..." Alex groaned, forcing the words through his split lips. He struggled to breath, each inhale sending fresh jolts of pain through his ribs. "I told you... I don't know anything."

A distant, amused, chuckle. "We know." Then another hit. Alex gasped as the pain flared across his ribs, his body convulsed in response. He coughed, tasting fresh blood. "This is just for fun."

Footsteps, the shuffle of movement, then light. Blazing through the blackness behind his swollen eyelids.

"Your little faggot boyfriend put my nephew in a wheelchair. Can't even piss on his own." The voice was close and thick with contempt. Bruno. Luca had told him about the Ricci family. The brother was a cruel man, vicious even by the standards of the mafia. "Call this payback."

Spit landed on Alex's face - he flinched but couldn't wipe it away.

"I don't know anything about that," Alex rasped. "I don't even know what this is about. Luca just owns a club -"

A sharp slap cut him off, fire erupted across his face. His ears rang. The taste of blood thickened on his tongue; drool slipped past his lips.

"Let's not lie to each other." Bruno's voice oozed with amusement and Alex felt how close he was. Bruno gripped Alex's chin, eliciting a whimper of pain. "We've been watching you two and we know you were with him the night of the shooting." He turned Alex's face in each direction before centering him again. "We know more than you think. We know your boyfriend has his daddy combing the streets with a fucking lice comb to find you."

Alex breathed in ragged, desperate pants. "Please... let me go... I won't - I won't say anything." Alex's voice broke. "I swear."

Bruno simply laughed and released Alex's face. "We'll let you go... eventually." His footsteps receded.

Alex barely registered the shift before a familiar hand gripped his shoulder, holding him up.

"But first," Bruno continued, his voice smooth and casual. "I want Luca to remember Rafael every time he looks at you."

A beat of silence.

Then a knee slammed into Alex's gut.

The world cracked apart and he couldn't hold on anymore. He lost consciousness.

"Where the fuck is he!" Luca roared again. He'd roared and growled so much that he could feel his throat swelling and taste blood each time he spoke. He didn't give a shit. His rage had built in him and had nowhere to go but out. It poured out of his chest in snarls and shouts.

The Riccis would burn for this. He knew they had Alex. They had to. No one else would be bold—or stupid—enough to make a move like this.

Adam, Matteo, and the rest of his men stood in tense silence, jaws clenched, fingers tight around their weapons. Others lingered outside in the club, pacing the streets, waiting for orders. Searching. But none of them had answers.

Luca raked a hand through his hair—damp with sweat, slick against his scalp. He couldn't fucking breathe. Hours. It had been hours. Too fucking long. He squeezed his eyes shut, inhaled sharply, exhaled.

When I open them, this will all be a dream. I'll be in bed with him. But when he did, he was still here. And Alex was still gone. The door swung open.

Giovanni stepped inside, his men flanking him. Immaculate, as always. Even now, when Luca felt like he was coming apart, his father was composed.

"Everyone out," Gio commanded.

The room cleared except for Luca, Adam, Matteo, and Giovanni's men. "We may have a lead." Gio's voice was level.

palms.

Luca's pulse spiked. "Where?" His fists clenched so tight his nails bit into his

"Not so fast." His father held up a hand. "It's not certain. Just a possibility." A beat

of silence. "Some men think they saw something—movement—at a warehouse in the Redwater District."

Luca stared at him. "That's it?" His voice was eerily quiet. "That's all you have?" Gio's gaze was measured. "That's all we need to start."

Luca scoffed, running a hand down his face. His skin burned with frustration. "And what, we sit on our asses waiting for confirmation?"

"We don't know how many men they have," Gio countered. "What condition Alex is in. For all we know, this could be an ambush. If we go in blind, we could lose him."

Luca turned away, his entire body coiled tight, breath ragged. "Get out," he gritted.

No one moved.

His voice sharpened. "Out."

Adam and Matteo exchanged a look before stepping out. Gio's men followed. Now, it was just him and his father.

"He's in danger, Pop," Luca murmured, his voice cracking. "And it's my fault." "No, it's not."

"Yes, it is." His voice turned hoarse, thick with fury and guilt. "I put a fucking target on his back. I wasn't careful. I flaunted him. I—I promised him I'd keep him safe." The words broke something inside him. His chest caved in. "And now—"

Gio moved around the desk, pulling Luca into a firm, steady embrace.

"This isn't your fault," he said quietly. "You're in love. We do stupid things when we're in love."

Luca clenched his teeth, burying his face in his father's shoulder for a moment.

Just a moment. Then, he pulled back, swiping at his face.

"Give me an hour—two max," Gio said. "We'll storm that place. We'll paint the fucking walls red."

"Two hours?" Luca scoffed, stepping away. "He doesn't have two hours. He needs me now."

"I know," Gio said. "But we have to do this smart. The Ricci's will expect you to be reckless. If we give them that, we lose."

leave.

Luca nodded. Pretended to listen.

Gio patted his shoulder. "Get some rest. I'll get you when it's time." Luca didn't argue. He let his father believe he'd follow orders.

"Thanks, Pop," he murmured, squeezing Gio's knuckles before watching him

He waited until the door clicked shut. Then, he moved.

Calm. Calculated.

He grabbed his gun, a spare, and a silencer from his desk. Tucking them away, he

crossed the room to the back door of his office.

There were only a handful of warehouses the Riccis would use. He'd check them all if he had to.

Slipping out of the club without a word, he made his way to his car. The engine rumbled to life.

"I'm coming, tesoro." He whispered it to the wind, as if Alex could hear him. Then, he put the car in drive.

This was it. Luca killed the engine. He was a block away. The first two warehouses were empty. Third time was the charm.

The night air was thick with the scent of oil and rust - dead fish. The hum of the city was distant, unaware of what was happening. Luca got out of the car and walked in the shadows. He could see the two men outside, smoking and laughing their asses off. They must be the 'guards'.

Amateurs.

He took aim and downed one, no sound from his gun. Just a thud of the body hitting the dirt. Before the other could figure out what happened, Luca shot him. No thought, just a squeeze of the trigger.

He had to be careful from here on, if he died, so would Alex. Then his father would kill him.

He stalked silently, following the sound of voices. And cries.

Alex. Luca silently gasped. The sight before him, one of terror. The warehouse reeked of blood. Overhead lights flickered, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete floor. Then there he was. Suspended from the ceiling. Arms straining against the chains. His shirt torn off his body. Bruised and bloodied. One of the Ricci's men slammed a fist into Alex's rib and a strangled wheeze escaped his lips.

Something in Luca snapped. He didn't think - he just moved.

He fired at one of the men nearby and he folded like a cheap dollar store chair. "Let him go or I put you all in the fucking ground!" Luca shouted, aiming at the

man closest to Alex. The bastard reached for his gun, but Luca shot his leg before he could draw it. He crumpled.

"Well... I didn't think you had it in you Moretti." Bruno stood, pointing his own gun at Luca.

Alex's heart erupted in hope. He could just make out Luca's form. Tall. Strong.

Broad. And fuming. There was almost an aura of heat surrounding him.

"Get the fuck out of my way Bruno or you'll be sipping mashed potatoes through a straw like your cuck of a fucking nephew." Luca barked. Vitriol and venom gnashed between his teeth.

"Don't think so Luca." He responded cockily. "What do you think of your little boyfriends makeover?" He taunted.

"I'll kill you." Luca swore.

"You'll try." There was a flash and a deafening bang then pain. Erupting from Luca's hip. He staggered but didn't let that stop him. Fury fueled his aim as he fired back and the bullet tore through Bruno's hand. His gun went skittering across the floor. Bruno cursed. Clutching his wound as he bolted for cover.

Luca didn't care; he just went straight to Alex's side. Kicking the bastard on the floor into unconsciousness as he did. Luca's hands were steady as he pulled Alex down and untied the ropes. He cradled him.

"Oh Alex... my baby..." His voice broke at the sight. He was broken. Like a doll that had been thrown by a child. His lips cracked, eyes narrow slits. His hair matted and bloodied. "What did they do to you?" Luca cried; a tear fell from his cheek to Alex's.

"Luca..." Alex choked out, raising a hand to stroke Luca's face. It was still so soft and warm. Like always. Alex could see now. Luca was above him. His steely blue eyes were filled with tears. Alex could feel Luca's heartbeat.

"Shh..." Luca cooed. "Don't try to speak. I'm gonna get you fixed up. I've got you now." He craned his neck down and rested his forehead against his lover's. "I've got you baby. I swear." He stood and raised Alex with him.

"Ah!" Alex winced. But he powered through.

"Can you walk?" Luca asked, giving a quick observance for Bruno. He was probably still hiding. Waiting. Luca had his gun clenched and raised, waiting himself. Alex didn't respond, he just nodded.

The two started limping out. The pain in Luca's hip screamed as the bullet moved around inside. He ignored it. He poured all his strength into carrying the love of his life.

Alex ignored his own body that screamed at him to stop and just lay down. Give

in.

Luca kept his eyes open and ears sharp, but not enough. There was another loud

pop and Luca collapsed; pain exploded in his flank. Alex tumbled with him, landing on top. They both cried out as they collided with the cement.

Luca quickly angled to shield Alex, but he'd dropped his gun. They were defenseless.

Bruno stepped out of the shadows; a sneer twisted his face. "Looks like I'm gonna kill you after all kid."

Alex was over this. He was tired. He wanted this to end, he felt Luca's gun by his hand and he slowly curled his finger around it. Luca looked for it, but Alex was faster.

He aimed it at Bruno. His hand steady.

"You don't have it in you." Bruno chuckled "You're an EMT. You save lives, you

-"Bruno didn't finish his sentence.

Alex didn't hesitate.

One shot.

Bruno dropped.

One bullet wound in the middle of the forehead. The silence that followed was deafening.

Luca exhaled, pressing his lips to Alex's forehead. Alex just closed his eyes, his fingers tightened around Luca's shirt as he lifted them.

Alex should've felt something. He'd just ended a life. He shot someone. Murdered a man.

A person was breathing, then he wasn't.

But... Alex didn't care. It was like a switch had flipped. There was no empathy for him. There was nothing.

The piece of Alex that should've cared had died. In that warehouse.

Luca got the two of them to his car, laying Alex carefully in the backseat. He took a quick surveillance. It looked empty.

"Fuck it." He groaned, laying in the seat with Alex. He reached for his phone and sent his father his location with a message to come get him and quickly.

They needed to get out of there before anyone else showed up, but Luca didn't have the strength to move. So, while he waited for his dad and the others, in this brief moment. He just held Alex.

Alex just held Luca.

Alive. Safe.

Together.

Luca woke up. He was in his old bedroom. Posters still on the wall. A few lacrosse trophies on his shelves. An action figure. Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains.

All of this almost seemed normal. Like an average Tuesday morning. Then... the pain set in.

"Fuck." Luca winced, leaning up and holding his side. Last night's memory grew back in his mind. The family doctor had given him some good drugs. He was almost numb.

Almost.

"Oh, good morning Sleeping Beauty." Leah, an old friend and daughter of the family lawyer, said as she came in. "I was just coming to wake you.

"Leah?" Luca sat up all the way now, reaching over and grabbing a shirt to cover up. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, your dad called everyone in." She laughed lightly, flopping down on the bed. "He was furious when he picked you up last night from what I hear." She laughed thicker now. "The entire place is locked up like Fort Knox. Almost everyone is here. The cleaners had a hell of a time from what I hear too." Leah commented.

"How's Alex?" Luca ignored everything else.

"Oh, you mean the boyfriend you didn't tell your best friend about." She cocked her head to the side. "He's alive." Her tone softened, growing deep and serious. "Doc did

what he could but Luca," She stood and reached out to rub his arm, soothing him. "I don't know if you want to see him like that."

"I need to see him. I just went to hell and back for him."

"Okay Orpheus, don't say I didn't warn you." She stepped to the side for Luca. "I think he's in the guest room. West wing."

"Thanks Leah." He kissed her cheek. "And I promise to fill you in on everything

later."

"You better asshole." She playfully punched his shoulder. "Ouch, gunshot." She gave him a look and shook her head.

Luca walked across the house. Leah was right. It was packed. Every room had

people in it - they were in the halls.

Everyone was silent as Luca walked by. Barefoot, shirt loosely draped around him - unbuttoned - and bandages wrapped around his body.

Each step burned, but each one took him towards Alex.

He reached the hall with the guest bedroom Leah had mentioned. His brothers were there. Standing guard.

"Hey bros." Luca tried to say casually. "Uh-uh Luca." Marco said.

"Come on, I just want to see him." Luca pleaded.

"And you can." Antonio promised. "When dad's done with him." "Why is dad in there?" Luca asked, concerned.

"Don't know. Just said he wanted to speak to him first thing and to guard the door.

Make sure no one - no one - goes in." Antonio lowered his head at his little brother.

"Fuck." A stone fell into Luca's stomach as he flopped into a chair against the wall. "Guess I'll wait my turn to see my own boyfriend." He groaned.

"He's cute by the way." Marco commented. "I think." He winked at Luca. Luca just rolled his eyes.

On the other side of the heavy cedar door Giovanni sat in a chair by Alex's bed.

He was patched up and wrapped up almost like a mummy. Most of the swelling had subsided. enough that you could tell he was a person again. There were sutures across his body and drugs pumping through his veins. Good ones from Mexico. Alex almost felt good.

"Are you comfortable?" Giovanni asked.

"As I can be." Alex nodded. His voice still rough.

"I'll have the doctor come tend to you after we're done." He promised. Alex nodded a thanks.

"Are you gonna kill me now?" Alex squeaked.

"No," Giovanni had to bite his tongue not to laugh. "I wouldn't have stitched you up if I was going to kill you."

"That makes sense." Alex commented.

"I actually wanted to thank you." Gio took in a deep breath. "Luca mumbled that you killed Bruno last night. Saved his life."

"Yeah." Again, Alex felt nothing where he should.

"Thank you." Luca's father nodded slowly. "I'm in your debt now." "Don't worry about it. I would do anything for Luca."

"I see that."

Something dawned on Alex.

"I know this isn't a movie but... I killed your rivals brother. Won't that be a problem for you?"

"Yes actually. Or - it would've." Alex raised a brow, not understanding. "From what I am to understand. Bruno was told to let it be. Alessandro didn't want to retaliate for Rafael. He didn't want to risk war. He would've lost." Giovanni explained. "Bruno acted alone when he kidnapped you."

"Oh shit!" Another thought fought its way through the pain killers. "My parents - sister! Bruno said he'd been watching me!"

"They're all fine. I have men watching them."

"Thank you." Alex couldn't express enough how happy he was. "Of course. Least I could do for the newest addition to the family." "Addition to the family?" Alex asked.

"I had to lie and tell the Ricci's that we inducted you - that you took an Omerta.

You know what that is?"

"Luca explained it once or twice."

"Well you'll have to take one for real now. You know what that means?"

"Yeah." Alex nodded.

"Do you?" Giovanni insisted. "I love Luca."

"It's not about love. Well, not only." He continued. "It's about loyalty. Fealty. You will be part of the family." Giovanni explained. "It's the only way I can ensure your safety and the safety of your family."

"I can't tell them about any of this." Alex shook his head. Dread filling him.

"You won't. At least not everything." Giovanni stood and walked to the window, looking out over the world outside. "You'll tell them there was a car accident. In a week or two, when you're better, you'll be sworn in. You'll have to quit your job."

"I love my job."

"Sorry to tell you this, it doesn't matter now. You're too close to the law." "Luca told me you had men on the inside." Alex retorted.

"And we don't need more." Gio rebuttled. "You'll have to move in with Luca, or him with you. I'll let you two figure that out. We can give you work, or you can just work at the club with Luca."

"Sounds like I don't have much choice."

"You're an outsider. I'm already pulling as many strings as I can to keep you safe. You saved my boys life, and he loves you enough to risk his." Giovanni faced Alex now and narrowed his gaze at him. "Although I hope you don't make him do that again."

"I won't. Trust me." Alex groaned as he chuckled. "You raised him right though." Alex complimented.

"If I raised him right, he'd have listened to me when I told him to wait. But thank you." Giovanni nodded. There was a heavy silence. "Get some rest. When Luca wakes, I'll tell him where you are."

"Thank you again." Alex told him. He simply nodded, walked to the door and opened it.

"Ah." Gio huffed. "Seems I won't need to tell Luca anything."

Luca stood up and just looked at his father. "Go on." He stepped out of Alex's room and pointed his chin.

"Thanks dad." Luca patted his shoulder as he walked past him. Straight to Alex, straight to joining him on the bed. "Hey baby..." He grinned, taking Alex's face into his. Their lips meeting. Alex didn't feel an ounce of pain. Whether from the love or painkillers he didn't know - or care.

All he knew is that he was safe with Luca right now.

"Come on boys," Gio closed the door. "Let's go have breakfast."

It had been about a month and both men had healed up as much as they could in that time. They were both walking fine and had moved into a new home together in Westfall Hills. Luca had surprised Alex and Alex had fallen in love with the house the moment he saw it.

They had fucked in every room of the house by now. Twice. Four times a day in the bedroom.

They wished they could just stay here and continue that. But the real world called.

Alex had quit his job and Luca had left his sister in charge of the club while the two took time to heal. Sophia had done a surprisingly good job running the place from what Adam told Luca.

"You ready?" Luca asked. They laid naked next to each other. He traced the curves of Alex's body carefully. His thick thighs, the slight bump of his hips. Luca ran a finger around Alex's nipple, heading down then looping back up and around to cup his breast in his hand.

"For another round?" Alex joked.

"No," Luca chuckled as Alex reached up and held Luca's hand against his chest. "For tonight." Tonight was the night. Giovanni had called everyone in. The whole family would be there for Alex's Omerta. They had put it off long enough. It had to be done. Now or never.

"As I'll ever be." He answered flatly. "Alex Bennett, the mobster. Got a nice ring to it, huh?" He asked.

"Sounds threatening." Luca nodded with a playful smirk. His lips pursed. "But not," He took a beat, not knowing how to ask the question. He'd wanted to for so long, but couldn't think a great way to do it. But he couldn't wait any longer. "not as threatening as Alex Moretti..." Luca trailed off as he looked into Alex's hazel eyes. Waiting for an answer.

"Alex Moretti?" Alex asked. He knew this was coming, Giovanni had said as much. Alex couldn't be part of the family unless he was. He just didn't know it would be like this. The two of them laying in their bed post coitus.

"Yeah." Luca nodded, his mouth suddenly dry. No one had ever made him nervous before. No one had ever had that power before.

"How about Bennett-Moretti, or Moretti-Bennett." He countered.

"Oh, no. You become my husband and you take my name. I know it's almost toxically heteronormative, but I do like tradition. And I like the idea of railing into you while moaning... Alex Moretti..." Luca smiled as he shifted to be above Alex, using his knee to kick Alex's legs open. Exposing the waiting gap to his hardening cock.

"Well, I do like the thought of moaning Luca Moretti with a ring on my finger." Alex mused as he snaked a hand up Luca's back, taking a fistful of hair, the other hand splayed against his chiseled, heaving chest. He wriggled them against his lovers skin.

"So is that a yes?" Luca leaned down and gave him a hard kiss. His penis reaching full mast. It throbbed, yearning for the tight, wet, warmth of Alex's cunt.

"Where's the ring?" Alex asked.

"In my underwear drawer actually." He went in for another kiss, lining himself up with Alex. "I knew it was the one place you wouldn't look because I never wear underwear." He pressed against his boyfriends pucker and Alex responded with a whimper.

"Is gold or silver?"

"Gold, only the best for you baby." He pressed harder, waiting for he go ahead. "Oh please..."

"Please who?" Luca asked.

"Please Luca Moretti fuck me." Alex locked his legs around Luca's hip and pulled him in, the head pierced his entrance and they both moaned.

"You gonna take my name?" Luca asked, flexing his cock, making it dance and swell inside Alex.

"Make me cum hands free again, and I'll sign the damn papers now."

"Challenge accepted." Luca pushed all the way in, sinking his eight solid inches to the hilt in one motion.

"Oh fuck LUCA!" Alex moaned as Luca hit his spot. Luca covered Alex's mouth with his and tasted his moans as he started to pull out and push back in, in a steady and passionate rhythm. It almost made Luca cum right there. The simple feeling of Alex's ever-tight hole gripping him.

The two moaned as their bodies pulsed together. Luca pumping into the man below him. His fiancé. Alex taking it, locking his legs around the man above him. Not letting him get too far.

Close could not be close enough for these two. They needed to be one body. One person.

Luca pumped faster as Alex squeezed tighter, not wanting to let him withdraw.

Their breaths rose as the heat inside Alex swelled. He could feel his prostate throb erratically as it grew closer and closer to orgasm. His own cock swelled, leaking precum.

"Fuck Luca! I'm close!" He wailed between kisses. His tongue instantly colliding back to Luca's.

"I love you Alexander Jason Moretti..." Luca whispered into Alex's ear.

Alex came. He erupted between them. His cum spurting from his pink cockhead like a kinked hose getting straightened out.

"Oh god! Luca Maurizio Moretti! I love you!" Alex moaned as his pearly juices covered their abdomens. He tensed up and tightened his hole, gripping Luca's thick throb. Milking it, trying to pull another load into him.

Luca bucked once more into Alex and let loose.

"Argh!" He roared, his body shuddering, toes curling, face scrunching as he collapsed onto Alex.

"Mi Tesoro." Alex moaned as he stroked Luca's head, curling his fingers into his

hair.

Chapter 10: Only With You

Alex was once again at the Moretti estate. The room was lit only by the candles placed around. The old walls had seen their fair share of the ceremony happening tonight. Alex shuddered at the thought. Luca had tried to prepare him, but Alex didn't think Luca could have.

The room was heavy. Giovanni was there, Isabella, and the rest of the inner circle. Along with all the Moretti men. They all stood behind him. Giovanni was directly in front of him, across from the table. Luca to his right, his other sons to the left.

The inner circle stood behind him. He could feel their stares boring into him. On the table as a book, and a dagger with the Moretti family crest.

Giovanni began the ceremony. "This book has the names and the blood of every man in this family, both born and welcomed. So do you know why you're here?" His deep voice poured into the air smoothly. His gaze pointed at Alex and Alex only.

"To take the oath." Alex swallowed.

"This is not just an oath," The Don continued. "Omertà is more than silence—it is fealty, loyalty, a bond stronger than blood. Once you speak these words, you are Moretti. You live as one of us, you die as one of us. There is no walking away."

Alex's eyes darted to Luca quickly and Luca just nodded, silent and assuring.

"Do you swear," Giovanni spoke again, "to uphold the code of silence? To never betray this family, nor speak its secrets, even in the face of death?"

Alex kept his voice strong. "I swear."

"Do you swear to be loyal above all else? And to protect your brothers as they will protect you?"

"I swear."

"Do you swear that should you ever betray this family, you will accept - without question - the punishment."

There was a heavy pause. Alex knew what Giovanni meant. Luca had explained what would happen. He also knew he would never risk Luca's life. Something had changed in Alex; he was a Moretti now. In every sense of the word.

"I swear." There was no turning back now.

Giovanni nodded as he grabbed the dagger and opened the book. "You blood seals this promise." He reached out for Alex's hand. He hesitated for only a second before

holding it out. Giovanni took the wrist gently and with a swift slice across the palm, blood welled, dark and instant, against the skin. "Repeat after me." He instructed Alex.

Alex, voice steady, repeated after Giovanni. These words that carried so much more meaning than their definitions rolled easily off of Alex's tongue. Luca had coached him to ensure he had a good pronunciation. After the last word fell from his lips, Giovanni pressed a white cloth into Alex's palm.

He winked and lowered his voice. "Welcome to the family." A small grin grew across his face as the rest of the room clapped and nodded their approval.

Luca walked around the table, the tension finally breaking. "You sure about this?" He asked jokingly, knowing it was too late now.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." Alex smirked before Luca planted a kiss against his lips.

"Okay!" Giovanni silenced the murmuring in the room. "Time to eat!" He boomed a laugh and everyone joined him.

"Welcome to the family." Isabella repeated her husbands words, walking over to Alex and pulling him into a tight hug. "I made alfredo, you'll love it." She smiled.

Four months later...

"I do." Luca smiled as the priest asked Alex the same thing. "I do." Alex echoed.

"Then by the power vested in me, by god, I now pronounce you Husband and Husband. You may kiss." He smiled as the two collided.

The attendees erupted in cheers and applause.

"Yes bitch!" Alex heard Cody say under his breath behind him. "Lucky bastard." Emily smiled under hers.

Alex could barely breath, his lungs were burning from the kiss, but he kept going.

Or he would have if Luca hadn't pulled away.

"Can't wait for the honeymoon." He whispered, resting his head against Alex's. He smiled in response as they turned and began to walk back down the aisle. The Moretti's had spared no expense. It was an extravagant affair. Luca wore a sleek, black

tuxedo, his wedding party matched. Alex wore a lighter black tuxedo and his wedding party each had a gorgeous outfit.

Isabella had insisted on buying everyone's outfits. Alex's parents had insisted on paying for the reception hall that everyone was now on the way to. They hadn't gotten much say in anything. It was all quite sudden to them. Alex had told them of course he was dating someone, but they had no idea it had gotten this serious within the year the two were together.

Alex had told his parents he had been in an accident and that afterwards Luca had popped the question and insisted they move in together. They didn't need to know more than that.

In the last four months Alex had settled into his role easily. He had learned some of the ropes from Luca and even moved into Luca's role as the liaison for the sex workers. He had been able to negotiate a higher payout for the girls and better conditions. Madame Orla wasn't super thrilled at first, but eventually she saw it was for the better.

"I need a minute." Alex said into Luca's mouth as he pulled off of him and left the dance floor.

"Well hello Big Ang." Cody giggled, running up to Alex at the bar.

"Careful Cody." He looked around for his family to ensure they were nowhere

near.

"Oh calm down, your sister is being wooed by one of Luca's cousins while your

parents are talking to his parents about... something. I don't remember. I was busy eyeing another one of Luca's cousins." Cody laughed again, ordering his own drink.

"You also aren't supposed to know anything." Alex reminded him.

"Eh, I'll just take that NDA thing you did. Especially if it means I get to fuck him." He pointed to one of the men.

"Sergio? Really?" Alex asked.

"Mm, why not, he's tall, hot, and I can see through his pants to know he's got his own 'Big Ang'." The two laughed.

"Well, now that you say that. It wouldn't be the worst thing to have you as my side man. Luca has one, Gio does." Alex pondered.

"Every mob wife needs a gay bestie." Cody downed a drink.

"Mm, careful. Too loud and I'll have to make you disappear." Alex tested out his flat, serious tone.

"That's not funny." Cody chuckled, Alex didn't. "Alex that isn't funny."

"I wasn't joking." A tense moment between the two before Alex cracked leading to the two to laugh.

Alex took a look around the hall, it was a nice reception. He spotted his husband with his parents and figured he should go save him. They still had lots of questions about the sudden nuptials and Alex's decision to quit his job and run the club with Luca. And a lot of others. Turns out his parents had heard all the rumors.

Fun.

"Hey there hubby!" Alex slinked his arm around Luca's waist and reached up for a kiss that was swiftly met. "What's going on?"

"Oh, nothing. Just congratulating your husband and trying to get to know him better." Linda smiled.

"Yeah, just trying to see what man was able to get our son to settle down so fast." James took a sip of his wine.

"A damn good one." Alex tried to keep it light. "Oh, I forgot. Mom, Luca actually had you as a professor. His third year, I think."

"Oh!" Linda chuckled. "I didn't know you went to college."

"Yes ma'am. Got my degree in history." Luca flashed his charming, devilish smile. "Then opened a night club." James added.

"Yes, it's a great club. We'll have to have you come by some time dad." "We'll add it to the list." James smiled as Alex kept the conversation light.

After a while, he made the rounds meeting more family, introducing Luca to his, etc. He felt at peace. Happy.

Alex sat by the bar watching the party wind down with a smile on his face as Luca played with some of Alex's cousins kids. He couldn't wait to have that someday. Luca teaching theirs how to play catch, or poker... or hide a body. The grim thought floated through is mind. It should've bothered him. But it didn't.

His children - theirs - would grow up and join the family business.

Isabella walked over and interrupted Alex's thoughts. He wanted to ask her how she dealt with raising a family in this, but decided to ask later. Not wanting to ruin the party mood.

"Hello Mrs. Moretti." Alex smiled.

"You call me mom now." She said sternly.

"Yes mom." Alex didn't argue. She was the only thing about all of this that did scare him.

"Good." She reached over and grabbed his hand, placing an envelope into it. "Now here."

"What is it?"

"Gio and I were going to wait until tomorrow to give it to you, but we have to leave tonight to deal with something up in Canada."

"Canada?" Alex had learned that is where the families marijuana farms were.

Well... some of them.

"Yes. Can't be helped. You'll understand someday." She smiled, "anyway. It's plane tickets to Italy. And the keys to the villa."

"The Villa. Like The Villa." Alex almost choked. It had been in the family for years.

"We figured it was the best place for a honeymoon." Isabella kissed Alex's cheek before rubbing it. "It's kind of a tradition. Everyone in the family honeymoons their and they're supposed to come back only when their pregnant." She giggled. "I don't think we''ll hold you to that rule." She winked.

"Thank you. For everything." Alex nodded.

"One last dance babe?" Luca strolled up, interrupting the scene with an outstretched hand.

"Only with you." Alex took his hand and put the envelope in his pocket before waltzing onto the floor one last time for the night.

"Fuck this place is gorgeous." Alex commented, his bags falling to the floor. He stood on a balcony that overlooked the sea.

"Sure is." Luca sauntered up behind Alex and reached around him, holding him and kissing his neck. His length pressed into Alex's back.

"Can't you just give me one minute to enjoy this view?" Alex lazily complained as Luca's hands started to explore Alex's body, his thumbs looping under Alex's shorts.

"You can enjoy the view all you want. I'm about to too." He pulled Alex's pants

down.

"Luca!" He began to protest before sucking in as Luca knelt down behind his

husband and slid his tongue between his plump cheeks. "Fuck Luca..." Alex groaned as Luca worked his magic. Between the view and the spell Luca was casting with his tongue

as it writhed inside of his pussy, Alex was in heaven. "Oh God, Luca!" Alex moaned again, his legs shaking.

"Oh, you like that?" Luca asked standing back up and running his swollen cockhead along Alex's opening.

"Fuck." Alex groaned as he pulled Luca around and pushed him against the railing, going down to his knees and swallowing Luca in one dive. His tongue wormed its' way out to caress Luca's balls as his throat tightened around the thick shaft.

"Holy shit baby." Luca shuddered at the sensation emanating from his groin. "Oh that's it, right there. Do that again." He begged as Alex moaned on his dick. Alex bobbed up and down, keeping a steady pace as he throated the eight inches with ease. He kept going for what felt like an hour before Luca pulled Alex up.

"What, didn't like it?" Alex said as Luca wiped the drool from his cheek.

"No, god no. I loved it. I just didn't want to cum yet." He pulled Alex into a kiss, his tongue separating his lips with ease.

"Well, we've got two weeks here so that leaves us plenty of time to cum anywhere we want." Alex grinned into another kiss.

"Mmm, yeah. But there is this tradition. See, we can't go home until you're pregnant." Luca reached around and pushed two fingers deep inside Alex.

"Ah!" He sucked in. "We both know I can't get pregnant." Alex gripped Luca and began to stroke.

"Doesn't mean we can't try." Luca picked Alex up and took him to the bed, laying him down gently before going back to work on Alex's hole. Adding copious amounts of his saliva to ready it for his thick cock. Alex moaned and writhed in reaction. Squeezing his thighs against the sides of Luca's head.

He was suffocated in the best way. "Oh, god Luca! Please! Please fuck me!" He roared. Begging his husband to penetrate him.

"Beg me again." Luca growled as he lined himself up and bent over. His nose now meeting Alex's.

"Luca..." Alex groaned as Luca knocked against Alex's waiting cunt. "Beg. Me." He commanded.

"Please..." Alex whined as Luca slid in. Slowly. Inch by inch. Alex smiled and begged for more as Luca bottomed out. They both wailed at the sensation of it. Their bodies vibrating with erotic pleasure as Luca began to thrust. Adding speed and force with each collision of his balls against Alex's ass cheeks.

Alex wrapped his arms and legs around Luca and locked him in place, giving him only enough room to continue his rutting. Luca locked his arms under Alex's body, pressing their sweating bodies to each other. The heat nor sweat bothered them. They only felt each other. Felt the pulsing of Alex's pussy around the beating of Luca's cock.

The beating of their hearts and the sound of their skin connecting and ripping apart filled their ears as their orgasms grew closer.

Inch by inch. The heat swelled as Alex began to leak precum from his own cockhead, his balls beginning to rise as Luca's throb began to quicken.

Alex ran his nails down Luca's hard, taut back as he came. His cum filling the little space between their stomachs.

Luca's muscles tensed and his sweat dripped down his brow, running down his nose before splashing on Alex's forehead as he filled his husbands cavern up. The thick, white liquid began to leak out of Alex and coat Luca's cock as he kept pumping in and out, trying to milk another load of the semen out of his balls.

Alex felt his body rock as he reached another full body orgasm just as Luca came again. His thick ropes painting the insides of Alex and wrapping back around his own cock.

"Argh..." Luca shuddered as the last of the volley leaked out of him, into Alex, and back out onto the bed sheets.

"Fuck..." Alex groaned as Luca pulled out and landed on his back. He gave Alex no peace however as he immediately placed two of his fingers back inside of his husband. "Luca!" Alex sucked in.

"Gotta make sure my swimmers stay in there. I want twins." He joked.

Some years later...

"Call Tonio and let him know I'll be there in a few hours." Alex spoke into the phone. "No, I'll handle it. Luca will be here in a few and I'll let him know. We'll take care of it." The man on the other end asked more questions. "Thanks Maury. We'll handle it." Alex repeated before hanging up on the man. Maury was one of their informants. He was a pair of eyes and ears for the Moretti's.

"Fuck." Alex groaned as he took a sip of his whiskey. He looked over the paperwork in front of him and groaned at that too. He had too much shit to do. He had

to plan for Luca Jr's eight birthday party, the opening of the new cocktail lounge, handle a situation at the docks over some guns and now another problem.

Steve.

Alex had never liked him. He was smarmy. A greasy and sick energy hung around him. It had always made Alex uneasy. Luca had agreed, but he had been in the employ of the family for years so there was nothing to be done. But now, there was. Alex secretly relished in the idea.

"Hey babe," Luca said stepping into the office, the thumping of the music slipping through the door before he closed it.

"Hey sweetie," Alex replied half heartedly as he continued his work. "how is it out there?"

"Good, some twink grabbed my crotch. Got me kinda horny before I kicked him out." Luca walked over and leaned into Alex's ear beginning to unbutton his shirt.

"Luca I'm busy. We're busy." He chuckled at the distraction.

"Come on, let's multitask. The kids are with my mom this weekend, my sister is watching the floor tonight, everything is running smooth." Luca licked at Alex's ear lobe.

"Don't say that, you'll jinx us." Alex leaned into a kiss Luca pressed for. "Whoops."

"Well, doesn't actually matter." Luca pulled Alex up and pressed into him, his erection stabbing into Alex.

"Why?" Luca asked between kisses as he snaked a finger into Alex's hole. "We have a problem anyway." Alex groaned at the pleasure.

"I know, but I think you can take care of it." Luca nibbled at Alex's ear.

"Luca, I'm serious." He giggled as Luca turned him around and bent him over the desk, in a swift motion releasing his cock from his pants.

"Me too." He pressed against Alex, waiting for the go ahead. "It's Steve." Alex pushed his hips back against Luca.

"Shit, what is it now?" Luca sunk in slowly. Alex tightening and releasing as he did. Pushing his own body back against Luca's intrusion.

"Maury says he saw Steve with Julio Ortiz." The Ortiz's were a new and small family that had just moved to Northbridge and hadn't learned that this was Moretti turf. They'd learn eventually.

"Ah fuck - we can handle it later." Luca moaned as he filled Alex up.

"We'll have to now. I'll call Adam." Alex reached for his phone. His head rolled as Luca began a pump.

"I'll keep quiet." Luca smirked before he started to drill into Alex, making it hard for him to keep quiet while he told Adam the plan.

It was later, much later. Almost three a. m. They were just outside the city. The forest was dark and it was dense enough that no one could see them. Adam, George, and Damien were hard at work while Seth held the flashlight.

Alex stood over the hole being dug by his men. His men. For a brief moment he thought about how he got here, but it passed.

"This could've been avoided you know." He turned now to the sniveling man, eye bruised and bloodied, nose broken. Lip torn open and swollen. "All you had to do was keep your mouth shut." Alex thought back to years ago and how this all started. How when he learned the truth about Luca, how torn he'd felt.

"Look, I'm sorry boss. Please don't do this, I'll - I'll do-" Luca stepped forward now and cut the man off. That sentiment - the dilemma of morality - had long been buried. Much like how Steve was about to be.

"Sorry Steve. We've given you one too many chances. Time to clean up the mess you made now." Luca raised the gun, looking back to his husband he winked and pulled the trigger. The silencer muffled the sound of the gunshot, but not the sound of the impact of the bullet going through Steves forehead. Blood splattered from the entry point.

Steves body went limp instantly and he collapsed.

"Hole ready boys?" Alex asked. Indifferent. This wasn't his first. It wouldn't be his last.

"Yes sir." One of them responded, they climbed out.

"Good." Alex smiled slightly, then kicked the body into the hole. "Fuckin' rat." Alex muttered. He turned to Luca who was wiping his hands as he always did after shooting, he'd tucked his gun back into his waistband. "Let's go eat, I'm starving." He reached out for his husbands hand.

"I'm thinking a burger." Luca pulled Alex into a deep kiss, his tongue gliding across his lips before wiggling past them. The two stayed that way for a moment. He felt his cock stiffen as Alex slid his hand up Lucas chest, resting on his heart. Luca reached around to grab Alexs ass, giving it a tight squeeze. "And this for dessert." He smiled, pulling away from the kiss.

"Mmm, sounds good to me." He looked back towards the men who were now burying Steve. "You boys got this?"

"Yes boss, you two go ahead. We'll finish this up and then report to your father." One of them directed the last part towards Luca.

Alex and Luca walked back to the car, hand in hand.