Fight For Me (Dark Renzetti Series Book 2)

by V Domino

  Twitch’s lip curls at the bastard’s name and I don’t blame him. Even saying his name has my heart racing and my hands shaking. I can deal with the trauma the brothers caused but that doesn’t mean I’m unaffected by their damage.

  “He’s currently on a jet to New York,” Marco says stoically.

  I stare at him a moment thinking I did something to upset the usually smiling Renzetti. It seems like he’s seen some things that have hardened him. He’s almost as cruel looking as his brother Gavriel.

  I turn my questioning gaze to Twitch who shakes his head. “Don’t mind Marco. He’s itching to get back to New York. We all are, I want to see these bastards put down and I want to get you home.”

  I don’t think anything has sounded so wonderful. I want to get home as well and if I never see Texas again, it’ll be alright with me.

  “I’ve got a weight plan set out for you too, Sil.” Johnny says. “You’ll be back to your normal weight in a couple of weeks. Guaranteed.”

  I can feel the excitement running through my veins at the thought of working out again. Feeling the burn in my muscles and the sweat on my brow. I can’t hold back my squeal of joy, making everyone around me chuckle. Even stoic Marco.

  Jefa smiles, throwing an arm around Johnny and Nico, “Yeah, it’s time to get our girl out in the ring again. The Boss Bitch is back!”

  That’s right, the Queen is back, baby.

  Getting back into town was surreal as hell. When I left, I was an angry motherfucker with the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. I was thirsty for it and vengeful, like a wolf ready to snap the neck of any foe. But getting off that jet three weeks ago with my girl at my side, I felt like a new man. I still have an unquenchable thirst for vengeance but the taste in my mouth is no longer bitter with anger, but with the sweet rose of Silver’s mouth… and pussy. The smile on my face is permanent and my heart doesn’t feel like it’s been wrapped with barbed wire.

  “Come on, Silver, you can do it. Thirty more seconds!” I yell at my woman who’s on the ladder machine inside 5th Round Gym. She’s climbing as fast as she can without missing a rung. She’s gained her weight back in the seven weeks that we’ve been home and her muscle tone is almost to her satisfaction. To me, I think she’s perfect but if my woman wants more, my woman gets more. So here I am, yelling encouraging obscenities to her.

  “Fucking move it, Sil.” Her face is in a grimace and her body is shaking but still she pushes herself. “Ten seconds left. Don’t be a bitch, Silver. It’s not a good look on you.” I throw the words that she used on me years ago back at her and smirk when I hear her snarl.

  The ladder stops its rotation, letting Silver flop off to the side and land on her back. She barely has any energy left but even so, she lifts both hands and flips me off with a breathy, “Fuck you.”

  I toss her a towel and sit next to her, uncapping her bottle of water. Seeing her back in her zone with her hard as fuck attitude makes me feel like the torturous months didn’t happen. Ruslan Popov and his son are still in Renzetti holding cells and will be there until Silver decides when she would like to pay them a visit. I think getting her self esteem back was more important to her so that’s what we focused on. Until tonight.

  Silver is ready. She wants to face her enemies and find the justice she deserves. No, she won’t be turning them over to the police and charging them with their crimes. She wants to be the judge, jury and executioner. I knew that would be her plan so I’ve paid the pieces of shit a visit beforehand and gave them a bit of my own punishment. I need my own vengeance after all. In fact, I’ve paid the assholes a visit once a week since we’ve been back. Only seems fair since they had my woman for months and laid heavy hands on her. Popov didn’t hit her personally but by extension, he hurt her just as badly. During the time that these pieces of shit were in holding cells, it became obvious that Mila had nothing to do with Silver’s abduction so she was released.

  Silver told me how brutal Ivan was. Vas got off easy when I shot him in the neck but since he wasn’t as heavy handed as his brother, I guess that kill shot was enough. Ivan on the other hand… Yeah, I made sure to repay him in kind. And tonight, Silver will pull the trigger. Ending his life and restarting hers.

  “You ready for tonight?” Silver asks after her breathing relaxes.

  Did I mention how proud I am of her?

  “Yeah, I’m ready but it's you who needs to be up for this, dea.” Goddess. “If you don’t want to be the one to end a life, I’ll gladly do it.”

  She looks at me seriously for a moment before speaking.

  “I know I’ve told you about my father and you’ve heard all the things I’ve done before I met you. Ivan is not the first person I’ve wanted to kill. I wanted to kill my own father, Twitch. He may have been a piece of shit in every way but he was still my own flesh and blood. Yet, when he would leave me or my mother broken and bleeding, it was his skull I imagined bashing. It was his eyes I envisioned losing light. It was his blood I wanted on my hands. Tonight, every bastardo that has ever laid a hand on a woman will be the image in my head when I put a bullet between his eyes.”

  Well, that answers that.

  I lean in and kiss her luscious lips before climbing between her legs on the mat. I move my lips against hers and slide my tongue in when she opens for me. Pushing further so that her back is on the floor, I grind myself against her.

  “Twitch, move! I'm all sweaty, I need a shower.” She squirms under me but I hold her down.

  “Make me or I’m going to fuck you right here and now. Don’t hold back, damsel.”

  Silver’s eyes flare with lust and challenge before she quickly wraps her arm around my neck pulling my head to her chest. She uses her right forearm to push her body in the opposite direction. In this position, she’s able to bring her leg up from my waist to my neck, trapping my head and arm. I’m completely open to hits to the face but she doesn’t take them because she’s not wearing gloves. Instead, she uses her lower body strength to hold me while pulling my arm into a lock. Fortunately I’m wearing gloves, so I hammer fist on her thigh in mock fighting style but she’s doing as I asked and not holding back.

  I really don’t want to dislocate my elbow like fucking Misha Tate so I quickly tap out and roll off of her when she lets go.

  “You could have gotten out of that, Twitch. Why didn’t you?”

  I scoff, “The same reason you didn’t take shots at my face. I didn’t want to actually hurt you.”

  It’s her turn to scoff like I’m being ridiculous, “Don’t be a bitch, Twitch.”

  She turns and saunters away like she just dropped the mic or some shit. I run forward to snatch her up and spank her for being a spoiled brat but she hears me advance and takes off running. I’ve always liked the chase and chasing after my boss ass woman is my favorite thing to do. Plus she ran to the damn showers so… It won’t be hard to catch her and my reward will be that sweet little pussy of hers.

  Arriving at the Renzetti mansion, I can see Silver fidgeting next to me so I take her hand and rub circles over her smooth skin. I park my G-Wagon next to Gavriel’s black and white Bugatti and smile when Silver lets out an appreciative whistle.

  “My sister got it for him on his birthday. Ostentatious if you ask me.”

  “Pfft, that’s not showy, that’s just enjoying the rewards of your work.”

  I smile with gratitude. She’ll need that mindset when she sees the surprise I have for her later.

  She doesn’t know about the house or rather the mansion I had built for us on my parent’s old property. When Silver was kidnapped I found the surprise she meant to give me. The documents Lopez had sent to us before she passed away, documents that gave me access to her bank accounts and the life insurance she put in my name. I used that money to build a small mansion on the property that was left for Sia and I but seeing as how we were thought to be dead, the property went to Andino. He happily signed it over to me and to keep myself
motivated during Silver’s absence, I hired builders to create a home that matched the one my parents had. Using old photographs and memories, the home is exactly as I remember it.

  I park and climb out before walking to Silver’s side and opening the door for her. She climbs out and fixes the dress she’s wearing, moving her hair around her shoulders.

  I cup her face, stopping her nervous movements. “Sei bellissima, my love.” You look beautiful. “My sister is going to love you. In fact, I hear she had a little crush on you when she first met you at Medusa’s.”

  Silver chuckles and blushes. “I just don’t want to mess anything up. You know my mouth runs ahead of me sometimes. What if I say something offensive or don’t say something I should?” She starts to panic and fill her head with needless worries.

  “Then you’ll fit right in. Sia has a mouth from hell, honestly. She cusses like a sailor and my aunt pretends to be this innocent nun but she’s a foul mouth just like the rest of us. You’ll love them and they’ll love you. In fact, these people cried for you while you were missing. They love you already.” I kiss her and turn to lead her inside but before we can make it to the front steps, the door swings open and my wild eyed sister comes barreling out.

  “Omigod! Neviah!” Sia throws her arms around Silver who catches her and laughs. They hug for a moment and I see Silver’s worries slip away. That’s the thing with my sister. She’ll make you feel like she’s known you and loved you all her life. I love her for it.

  “Okay, okay, that’s enough feeling up my woman, Sia. Go rub all over Gavi.”

  “Jesus, Twitch. Way to ruin the fucking moment.” Sia grumbles as she pulls back. “Don’t listen to him, I’m genuinely happy that you’re back and safe. The feel up was just a nice bonus.” Sia winks at Silver and they both bust up laughing.

  I roll my eyes and pull Silver from her. My sister, the fucking flirt from hell. “Stop trying to steal my woman, Sia or I’ll steal your kids. They love me more anyway.”

  Sia’s giggles meet my ears as she walks ahead of us and flips me off over her shoulder.

  “I like her, a lot,” Silver says with a huge smile.

  “Wait ‘til you meet my nephews. They’re going to be the craziest of the bunch when they’re older.”

  As soon as we walk through the doors, we’re greeted by the whole Renzetti family.

  “Benvenuto a casa!” Welcome home! They all shout in unison while popping confetti bombs.

  Everyone lines up to hug and welcome Silver into the family, though they’ve already accepted her long before they met her personally. Soon we’re all gathered in the large family room. Silver is in conversation with the women, including a new girl, Cheri Scambo. Niece of the French Mafia Boss and daughter of the Underboss. She looks like your typical docile and obedient mafia woman, completely opposite of the woman around her. It’s almost painful to watch her meekness.

  “How is your betrothal going, Marco?” Drake asks like the asshole he is. He knows damn well these two dislike one another. Marco is hungup on Carla while Cheri sees him as a brute. Can’t say I blame her. Marco acts as if it’s the girl’s fault he can’t be with Carla. To be quite honest, Carla was no good for Marco but I won’t be the one to tell him what he already knows.

  “Fuck off, Drake. You just want everyone to look the other way while you chase your little mystery woman.”

  Everyone laughs at Drake’s expression.

  “What you thought no one knew about your racing habits?” Nico asks as he claps Drake on the shoulder.

  “È vero, Drake.” It’s true. “Even pop knows about it but it hasn’t interfered with business so he lets you have your fun.”

  “Someone should have fucking said something. All this sneaking around to go race has been a hassle.”

  We all laugh again. There have been bets going around on when or if he’d realize everyone knew. I thought he would be more perceptive but I think this mystery girl who has been beating him every race really has him off his game.

  “Hey, pop!” Drake yells out to Andino who is chatting with Gavriel and Johnny, “You knew I was racing?”

  “Merda! He figured it out?” He pulls out a wad of cash and slaps it into Gavriel’s waiting hand.

  The whole room busts up laughing, even Cheri’s tinkling laugh can be heard and it doesn’t go unnoticed by Marco. As he makes his way to her, the nanny comes in with the two bambinos on her hips.

  I stop the kind woman before she can go any further and collect both grubby fingered babies from her. Roman and Rocco squeal and babble while trying to pull on my bowtie and suspenders but I don’t mind in the least. I’ve lost so many bowties to the kids, what's one more?

  “Oh, Twitch. They’re the cutest creatures on this planet,” Silver says with delight as she holds out her hands for Roman. He goes to her willingly and immediately grabs her silver hair, turning it this way and that way while watching the light play on the strands.

  Silver squeezes him to her chest and sniffs his head of hair. “Babies really do have that addictive scent, don’t they?” She says softly before looking at me and stealing the breath from my lungs with her next words. “I want one.”

  Fuck me. I knew she wanted kids but to hear her say it while holding my nephew in her arms… it’s never felt more real than in this moment.

  “I’ll give you a whole house of them but first we need to take care of some things. Two things actually. I won’t bring a child or more into this world with those fuc-” I stop myself from cursing in the presence of these kids and it makes Silver laugh. “I mean, fudging pigs are alive.”

  “Good then we’ll start tonight.” Silver says easily with a shrug before sniffing Roman’s head and kissing him. Yep, she has baby fever. I can’t say I don’t, though.

  “I swear, Twitch, if you let me stumble into something I will never forgive you.” I threaten as Twitch guides me by the shoulders. After we left the party at the Renzetti mansion yesterday we went down into the holding cells and closed one horrendous chapter of our lives.

  Ending the lives of Popov and Ivan should have bothered me. It should have stained my mind. But in all honesty, I slept like a kitten that night. That might have been the side effect of making love multiple times though. Either way, I slept easy knowing they were no longer alive to hurt me or anyone I love. This morning Twitch woke me up claiming to have a big surprise for me and he couldn’t wait for me to see it.

  “I’m not going to let you fall, doll. Okay, right here. Don’t move and don’t look!”

  “Gah! I’m not but hurry up before I test out this blindfold’s knot.”

  I wait a few moments as I hear him rustling with something, his jacket maybe? Finally after way too long, Twitch says, “Okay, take off the scarf.”

  I pull the blindfold off and my eyes land on Twitch who is down on one knee with a velvet box opened. “Let’s do this thing again, yeah?”

  I laugh with tears in my eyes, “Yeah, let’s do it.”

  I watch him pull a ring out and slide it on my finger. I gasp and cry when I see it’s an exact replica of the rose ring he’d gotten me the first time, only now there’s an engraving along the side.

  “Amore Eterno.” Everlasting love.

  “It’s beautiful, Luca. I can’t wait to marry you!” I throw my arms around his neck and notice for the first time that we’re standing in front of a beautiful mansion. It is a dark grey brick home with blood red trimming and a black roof. The front lower level of the house has nine floor to ceiling windows while more windows decorate the second level. The sidewalk we’re standing on is lined with red roses and it leads straight to the front door. The grass is beautifully trimmed and bright green and behind the house I can see a very old oak tree standing tall like a sentinel.

  “Where are we?” I ask as we pull apart. I look around trying to figure out who lives here. Maybe Sia and Gavi?

  “This property was my mother and father’s. It’s where Sia
and I were born and where we lived until our parents died. The mansion was burned to the ground but the property stayed in Andino’s hands.”

  He continues speaking while we make our way up the path and to the front door. I look inside and see the warm lights on and marvel at the beauty of the home.

  “When you were taken from me, I was thrown into a deeper depression than when my parents were killed. It was more painful than when Sia was taken from me. The love of my life, the only woman to ever understand me, was taken from me just as I asked her to be mine.”

  Tears leak from my eyes but Twitch wipes them and continues.

  “I didn’t think I could continue living. I’m ashamed to say that I almost gave in to the depression and ended my life but then, Andino gave me this property and I found the documents Lopez gave to you. I used the money and had this mansion built. It’s the home I grew up in. Built from memory and photos, this is the home I remember, only now, it’s modernized. Bulletproof walls and windows, built in security systems and dog kennels in the back for our guard dogs. This is the home that our children will grow up in. Building this mansion while you were missing was one of the things that kept me going. Envisioning you swollen with my child while laying in our bed is what made me fight for you.”

  I can’t stop the flood of tears rolling down my face as Twitch opens the door. The inside is even more glorious than the outside. Marble floors with flecks of silver and soft grey walls with white molding. The fireplace is lit with faux flames, since it’s still warm outside. The modern furniture consists of light blue and silver colors along with a faux fur rug.

  Once again, I throw my arms around Twitch’s neck and lock my ankles behind his back. I scatter kisses all over his face before latching onto his lips. Twitch pushes me up against the nearest wall as my fingers tangle in his hair. Being the tender-headed man that he is, he hisses and threatens against my lips.

  “Pull my hair again, Sil, and I’ll tie you up for a spanking.”