Chapter 117

Marabella’s POV

“What job do you have for me?”, I asked softly, looking up at my handsome husband. “There’s something you will learn about me, Marabella. I am going to want you before every battle”, he answered, clearing his desk. I tilted my head to the side, curiously, as I watched him. “God forbid something was to happen to one of us. We have a powerful memory of each other”, he explained, pulling me towards him.

I smiled as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I can get on board with that”, I smirked, standing on my tip-toes to kiss him. Luca roughly grabbed the back of my neck and tilted my head to slide his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as my fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.

Luca groaned as he started to undo my pants. He pushed my pants to the floor before quickly pulling my shirt off. I barely got his pants unzipped before he spun me around and pinned me to the desk. I gasped with surprise and excitement, as he unsnapped my bra. I let it fall to the desk before pushing it off to the side.

Luca kissed my shoulder and neck, sending a tingling sensation through my veins and to my toes. His hands grasped at my skin, as I laid my head on his shoulder. “I love you Marabella”, he whispered, nibbling at my ear. He positioned his hard cock at my entrance. “I love you Luca”, I moaned, as he slid inside of me.

Luca wrapped his arm around my chest and closed his fingers around my throat, as he pumped in and out of me. “Oh my God, Luca. Please, don’t stop”, I choked. Luca’s moans in my ears made goosebumps travel across my skin and excited me more. One of my hands gripped at the desk as the other held his hand on my throat. I could feel my orgasm building up inside of me, making my breathing more choppy.

A broken moan slipped past my lips, as my orgasm racked through me. Luca squeezed my throat as he groaned against my skin before he bit down on my shoulder. He pounded into me before stopping at the hilt. A beautiful moan leaving his lips and meeting my ear drums.

“Fuck, baby girl”, he uttered. He held me close to his chest as we waited for our highs to subside. We both panted heavily. Luca sat down in his chair, bringing me with him. “You are amazing, I love you”, he whispered. I giggled, “I love you, too. You are pretty damn amazing yourself”, I replied. Luca chuckled as he hugged me close to him.

“We need to go pull together a game plan”, Luca said, looking at his watch. “I’m curious about something”, I muttered. “What’s that, piccola?”, he whispered, nudging me with his nose. “Why did they lie to Franky about my situation?”, I asked, looking over my shoulder at him. Luca half-heartily shook his head. “Who knows, maybe they weren’t too keen on a female leader”, he suggested.

I sighed, “We need to go back to Franky and ask him one more question”, I said solemnly. I am not very happy about having to face him again. “And what’s that?”, he questioned, arching an eyebrow at me. “Who was his right-hand man? That’s obviously who orchestrated it. Why? Is the question, though”, I answered, frowning slightly.

“What’s the end plan here?”, Luca asked. “I want him captured. I want to know the real reason he lied to my father. It sounds stupid, but it just doesn’t sit well with me. I want answers for that”, I uttered. “It’s not stupid. We can do that”, he said, kissing my cheek. “Come on, let’s get dressed”, he muttered, tapping my leg.

We got dressed and headed back down to the basement to speak with my father. The soldatos were stunned to see us back so soon, but they still bowed their heads in respect. Franky leaned up in the bed he was in when we walked up to the cell. “Back so soon?”, he smirked. “Did you forget something?”, he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Yes, actually. Who was your right-hand man?”, I asked, standing tall. Franky looked confused, “Why?”, he asked. “Because, I believe he is the one that lied to you about my childhood conditions and I want answers for it”, I snapped. Franky nodded his head in agreement. “He was always the one who updated me about you. That makes a lot of sense to me. Marlan Snipes is his name”, Franky answered.

“You plan to bring him down here, right? I also want answers for what he did”, Franky said, looking at Luca and I expectantly. I did not respond to him, instead I turned and walked back out of the dungeon. I don’t want to give that man any satisfaction right now. “Can you have Trey pull up a picture of him, so that we can pinpoint him from the crowd?”, I asked Luca, as we stepped into the corridor. “Already done, I texted him on the way up. He should have it ready by the time we get over there to him”, Luca answered.

I grinned, as I took Luca’s hand. I absolutely love that we are always on the same page. We think so much alike as well. It definitely makes our marriage much simpler. We walked into the war room, greeted by the top soldiers and technicians. Luca and I took our seats at the head of the table.

“Okay gentlemen, here is the plan. We are going to infiltrate this building”, Luca said, nodding at Trey. Trey pulled up a picture of 8949 Roser Ave. on the big screen in the room. My father’s compound was massive. “With satellite imaging, we can see how many people are inside or around the building. The ones left breathing from our recent fiasco”, Trey said, adding a filter over the building. Little red bodies could be seen on the screen. Our enemies’ body signatures.

“Now, there is someone in there that we want captured and brought back to the dungeons for questioning”, Luca announced, nodding at Trey once again. He pulled up a picture of an older shaggy looking man. His facial hair was unkept, with shoulder-length hair. He had a permanent grimace on his lips. “Marlan Snipes is his name”, Luca said with a booming tone. “He is to be brought back here alive. Everyone else dies”, he said, looking around at all of their faces.

“Am I understood?”, he questioned. “Yes boss”, they all replied in unison. “Let’s not waste any more time, then. Strap up, it’s time to finally wipe out our worst enemy”, Luca demanded. A battle cry flowed through the crowd. An excitement filled the air with the energy that buzzed between the men. You could tell this was definitely something they had been waiting for.

I looked at Luca expectantly. He knew what I wanted. I was going with him to battle. There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it. Luca nodded, and took my hand. He led me to a door at the back of the room. When he opened it, my jaw dropped. It was a special weapons room for his, and I’s armor and gear. I grinned broadly as I walked into the room and pulled the bullet-proof vest off the wall.

I was stoked at all the gear Luca had managed to put together for us. I didn’t waste any time getting ready myself. I put on my hip holster and thigh holster, making sure to strap them tight. My anxiety started to spike on me. My heart-rate doubled in speed. “You okay over there, piccola?”, Luca asked, looking at me concernedly.

“Yes, just a little anxious”, I breathed out. “Everything is going to be okay, little one. This is not the first time we have faced them. We will prosper once again”, he uttered, cupping my face.