Kentrell plotted the Don’s death. He didn’t deserve to rest next to him in peace.
“We need time before Vegas,” Luca added.
“I figured.” Roy nodded his head in agreement. “A meeting with The Table has been set. We gotta step correctly since there’ll be war,” Roy spoke gravely.
He was ready as capo to put an end to everything that served as a threat tothe Bonetti family. People were beginning to become restless, business had been frozen in all aspects. From the shipping docs, down to supplies running dry. Without the Don’s say so, nothing moved and nobody ate.
Luca gathered himself in seconds, then calmly walked to the door.
“What about La’Nova?” Roy asked before he stepped out.
“I have a tracker on her camper. I can have her snatched up quickly,” Roy added.
That part didn’t surprise Luca one bit. He simply exhaled as if he’d already expected Roy to mention La’Nova. Most men in his position would’ve had a quick power trip about Roy not consulting them first. Luca never had to question things like this with Roy. His capo was always known to move before a problem had a chance to grow teeth, even if Luca didn’t see it at the time regarding the woman who captured his attention and heart.
That was the difference between him and other capos. While some waited for instruction like soldiers staring at a general, Roy anticipated. He studied shit and read tension before it surfaced. He been said something wasn't right with La’Nova. He felt it besides her not wanting to give him any pussy. Then he saw her with Luca. He loved the idea of them, Roy witnessed how she took his mind and heart off of Dontrell.
La’Nova appeared in Luca’s dark world and added light to it. She was like medicine, healing his friend and helping his throughmourning stage. Roy also still couldn’t get rid of that naggy feeling of something not being right with La’Nova. So he ordered their men to place hidden trackers on her camper, just in case his unsettled intuition was correct about her.
Roy was the type of man that didn’t react to fires because he always prevented them. That kind of instinct couldn’t be taught. It lived in Roy. He understood foresight and restraint. He never needed constant direction from Luca. He was his voice when he couldn’t speak and his eyes when he couldn’t see.
“Let her be, we need to focus on Lennox. When the time comes, I’ll handle La’Nova myself.”Luca signed with his hands moving slowly, no longer wanting to use his voice to speak.
Chapter 19
One week later… A new deal with the devil
La’Nova moved through Lennox’s casino like she’d never left it. Her purple wedge heels nearly glided against the marble floors that stayed polished no matter how much blood, tears, and pain soaked beneath them. The air smelled like expensive cigars, liquor, perfume tangled with dominating cologne. Dice clacked, cards shuffled, the hunger in different men’s eyes as they laughed too loud couldn’t be missed.
She understood that she was no longer amongst common people. Everyone except the innocent young women strapped behind the walls were vultures. This place had some of the most prestigious, sick men, that lacked a conscience for all of their wrongdoings.
Vegas breathed different underground. There were no windows, not many exits to escape. Two ways in, three ways out. If there were any hidden exits, she still to this day hadn’t learned about them.
Two of Lennox’s men flanked her sides as they led her past velvet ropes and private tables, down a narrow corridor hidden behind a mirrored wall that served as an illusion. The deeper they went,the quieter it got, until the noise of the casino faded into a low hum.
La’Nova swallowed down her disdain, and the fear that she wouldn’t deny. This was her final chance to end Lennox then move far away to finally live her life in peace and in freedom. The Bonetti family had stained and tainted her life since she was a little girl. The only good that came from them was Luca.
For the past week, she chained smoke until her throat felt raw. She cried her eyes out until soft whimpers escaped her lips. There was no denying the feelings that Luca made her feel. Their talks, and the way that he touched and looked at her alone set him apart from every man she ever encountered, including her father.
La’Nova cursed herself over and over. She wished she got out of dodge over a month ago when she first laid eyes on Luca in Lucille’s office. Now she felt heartbroken and incomplete after having gone a week away from his estate; it felt too much for her to bear. She could still feel his masculine presence, his deep dark eyes. Her fingertips tingled, remembering the ruggedness of the deep scar in the center of his neck.
The universe played a wicked joke on her. There was no way she could be with Luca. La’Nova tried to flip and turn several scenarios of their future together. Each time, she pushed it far out of her mind. She was the cause of his number one pain, the murder of Dontrell Bonetti.
How could she tell the man that she was falling so hard for that she didn’t regret looking his father in the eyes and killing him? Murdering Dontrell didn’t make the pain of losing her parent’s go away. His death served as justice. A justice that she wouldhave never received if she did the right thing by going to the police.
The day Lennox mini axe split her forehead wide open; she understood something cold and irreversible at a young age. Goodness would not save her. Mercy wouldn’t be there to protect her, and whatever prayers she tried her hand at would not bring her justice.
She was fooled once by Lucille acting as a savior. Although she was forever grateful for Lucille taking her away from here. It placed her right in the arms of another monster that needed her in order to take what didn’t belong to him. Kentrell Bonetti didn’t waste any time sinking his claws into La’Nova. Lennox told his son everything he needed to know about La’Nova and how her parents were murdered.
All Kentrell had to do was put it in her ear.
Kentrell even went so far as to making La’Nova believe that he hated his entire family. He was so convincing that she believed every word he said in the beginning. La’Nova pledged her alliance to Kentrell once he set up the play then handed her the gun. She wasn’t aware at the time of how deeper her deal with the devil had gone.
La’Nova was sure that Luca was going to kill Kentrell. She got away before shit hit the fan and made a final decision to go after Lennox. Not only was she going to kill Lennox for raping and killing her mother. She was also doing it for Luca. It was the least that she felt she could do since she betrayed him in a sense.
If she wanted Lennox dead, she would have to meet him where he lived. In darkness.
She inhaled then swallowed the cigarette smoke as they entered Lennox’s office. The ache inside her wasn’t just sorrow. It was combustion. La’Nova felt it in her ribs first, like something was clawing to get out. Her pulse slowed instead of racing.
