I'll Do Anything (The Challenge Night Series Book 1)

by K. L Mann

  “I’d killed five men before I was 14.” I admit. “As for an actual number? I’d guess under five thousand would be the only accurate answer.”

  She doesn’t seem fazed, I sort of wished she would have flinched, or seemed repulsed by me.

  “How did you, Luca and Gio win Challenge Night? Who was the fourth winner?”

  She knows I don’t want to answer these questions, but I know that if I don’t, she might feel sad again. It’s too soon to shut her down, again.

  “We won because we are the best.” I chuckle. “Gio and I trained together as kids, we didn’t go through the program. We showed up for Challenge Night when he was eighteen and I was sixteen; while my dad still ran it. We made it to the final four and I was first. I beat the challenger so he was replaced with another. The looks on the other recruits' faces were priceless.

  The other two men lost and then Gio took out the other challenger. It was the craziest feeling, like we were fucking untouchable. I had never seen my dad so proud. He won his Challenge Night at eighteen like Gio. I wanted to do it sooner than him, and I did.”

  “What about Luca?”

  She's so eager for information, like she needs it to focus. I can relate. I’ll humor her, for now.

  “Luca was so angry when we met him. I was taking on more of a leadership role with Gio, I was nineteen and Gio had just turned twenty–one. It feels like so long ago. Luca was sixteen, doing some underground fighting shit. Real fucked up matches that got bad, but he was winning every single one. We took him in, and he won his Challenge Night the next year.”

  “Have you ever had a girlfriend before?” She mumbles like she’s embarrassed that she asked.

  “Not really, Nicole likes to think she held the title at one point. I’ve never done well with monotony.” I shrug.

  “Do you like me?” She sighs. “Like, at first it kind of felt like you hated that I was here. Now I can’t tell.”

  “I don’t hate having you here.”

  Katherine pushes her waist further into me and smiles at me. I move my hand under her ass and push her as close as she can get. Her body feels like silk in my hands. I feel my coldness warm when I put my hands on her.

  What the hell is this woman doing to me?

  Her hand leaves my chest and touches the side of my neck. She slowly pulls me toward her face and pushes her lips into mine. I squeeze her ass and kiss her back. She parts her lips for me and let’s a small moan escape.

  There’s a knock at the door.

  “Go away.” Katherine grumbles and then returns to kissing me, faster.

  “Arianna is here. I told her not to come but she won’t stop freaking out that she upset you.” Gio tells us through the door.

  Katherine snakes her hand inside of my pants and takes ahold of my cock, stroking it slowly making it swell.

  “Don’t say anything.” She whispers. “Maybe he’ll leave us alone.”

  I crush my lips into hers one last time.

  “He might, but Arianna won’t.” I grumble and pull myself out of bed. I throw on a t–shirt and open the door.

  Arianna bursts through despite Gio trying to stop her. Katherine sits up but doesn’t leave the bed.

  “I’m so sorry!” Arianna’s face is covered in tears. “I– I was just joking about shopping and then everything got so serious so fast. I didn’t know, Katherine I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad at me.”

  “Arianna, that's not helping.” I warn.

  “I’m not mad at you.” Katherine stands up, she’s only wearing my shirt but it covers her underwear. “My mother shouldn’t have said anything, that’s all.” She grumbles and hugs Arianna.

  “Oh, thank god.” Arianna squeezes her in return. “I thought you’d never talk to me again.” She sniffles.

  “How could I never talk to my maid of honor again?”

  Arianna pushes her away and her mouth falls open. “Really!? You want me to be your maid of honor.” She’s holding Katherine’s hands and jumping up and down.

  “Of course, I do, I’m sorry I didn’t ask sooner. Everything is just happening so fast I forgot.”

  Katherine smiles back at her.

  “Are you wearing Lorenzo’s shirt?” Arianna changes the subject, taken off guard.

  “Uh, yeah we were watching a movie.”

  Katherine looks at herself and then back at Arianna, sort of confused. Arianna looks at me with a disbelief plastered on her face.

  “You.” She points to me. “You were watching a movie? Like the whole thing?” I glare at her.

  Gio is still standing in the hallway and he looks at me like I’m crazy too. Katherine sees it.

  “Why is that strange?” She looks at the both of them with a raised eyebrow.

  “It’s not–” I start to answer for them.

  “The whole movie?” Gio asks dumbfounded.

  I glare at him in response.

  “Am I missing something?” Katherine is getting annoyed; she hates being out of the loop.

  “Okay, time to go sister.” I start to push her out of the room by walking too close to her and making her step back.

  “Oh no you don’t!” She plants her feet where she’s standing. “I want to throw Katherine a bachelorette party, and you’re going to let me.” She crosses her arms across her chest. “Or else.”

  “Do not threaten me, sister.”

  “The reason we’re surprised is–”

  I shove my hand on top of her mouth to stop her.

  “Fine. But it has to be tonight, and Luca and Gio will be there. No exceptions.” I let go of her mouth slowly. “Understood?”

  Arianna’s face lights up. “Yes! Understood. Thank you, Enzo!” She salutes me sarcastically. “Club Lucifer, 9 o’clock, Gio and Luca will drive you, I'll handle everything!” She clasps her hands together and takes a deep breath. “Dress hot, it’s your last chance to change your mind about this asshole.”

  She elbows my stomach not so playfully.

  “Sounds fun.” Katherine smiles at her.

  “I have to go plan everything! I’ll be there when you get there!” Arianna yells on her way out.

  “Bring a guard, and you know the rules!” I yell after her. Gio is still staring at me in the hallway.

  “Tell Luca the deal, and stop looking at me like that.” I bark at him.

  “Got it, boss.” He nods and finally leaves.

  Boss is more of a joke between us all than anything else. I outrank them, but they are my brothers. I hardly treat them as subordinates.

  I shut the door behind him and huff.

  “None of them are going to tell me why it was so surprising that you watched a whole movie with me are they?” Katherine runs a hand through her hair and frowns.

  “Not a chance.”

  “We could watch another and see if their brains burst in surprise.” She gasps. “We could watch Fifty Shades of Grey…”

  I close the distance between us and press my lips to hers. “Or…” I move my lips down her face to her neck. “We could make our own movie.” I run a hand through the back of her and bite her neck.

  Her head tips back instinctively, as a small moan falls out of her lips.

  “But then you’d have to stop kissing me to set up a camera.” Her voice is raspy.

  I’m kissing up and down her neck and along her jawline, adding little bites as I go.

  “Tell me what you want.” I pull my lips away and put my forehead to hers.

  I hear a low hum in her throat. “You.” She whispers. “Just you.”

  Music to my fucking ears.

  I stare at her for a moment longer before picking her up and wrapping her legs around me. “Remember that tonight.” I warn.

  Her lips hit mine, craving more. I snake a hand through her hair and keep her up with my other arm under her ass. My tongue makes its way into her sweet little mouth, playing with hers. Kissing her is like drinking her essence. It feels too good. I walk us to my bed and set her down softly. I pu
ll away from her and stay standing.

  “Take off my shirt.” I order. I watch as she obeys eagerly, her tits slide into view so fucking beautifully. I reach into my bedside table drawer and grab a bundle of red silk rope. “Hands out.”

  Slowly her hands are presented to me together with her wrists facing the ceiling.

  Perfect.

  Watching her closely I wrap the rope around her wrists in a double column tie. She’s watching my hands work as I bind her. My tie is complete and she looks too comfortable. I’m done being delicate now.

  I force her hands roughly above her head and wrap the remaining rope securely to my headboard. She whines and bites her lip.

  “Awe, I’m sorry. Would Christian Grey have been gentler?” I taunt her. “Because if it’s soft kink with a few rough punishments here and there, you want; I’m not it.” I grab her face with one of my hands and watch a small wave of fear take over her eyes. I eat it up.

  “If anything, I want you to be rougher.” She whispers nervously.

  “Rougher?” I laugh under my breath and go to my closet. I bring back a black belt and watch her eyes fall to it. “I can’t have you covered in cuts or bruises for the wedding, but I can starve of some oxygen for a while.”

  “Pretty necklace.” She smiles.

  This woman is so fucked up, I can’t get enough of her.

  “Yeah, it is pretty.” I fasten it around her neck tightly. She gasps a bit. “Scratch me if you're going to pass out.” I put my hand on her mouth before she can say something to piss me off. I know she can’t scratch me.

  My other hand rips her panties down her legs and then tosses them on the floor. I run my hand from her foot back up to her sex and thrust two fingers inside of her. She squirms and arches her back.

  “Your so fucking wet for me, aren’t you?” I pull my fingers almost completely out of her and push them back in, hitting her clit with my palm.

  I feel her mumbling under my hand so I remove it, hoping for an answer.

  “Maybe I’m wet because Gio was here a few moments ago, he’s very handsome afterall.” Her voice is raspy but I can tell she has more than enough air.

  I take my fingers from inside of her soaking wetness and force them inside of her mouth. She squirms in protest but doesn’t try to bite me, she likes it. Her lips close around my hand softly and she tries to breathe in more through her nose. I tighten the belt around her neck slightly and her eyes widen.

  “Say it again.” I push my fingers further down her throat. A little choking sound comes out. “Say Gio is who made you wet. Go ahead, lie to me again little demon, see what happens.” I taunt her.

  I pull my fingers from her throat and she gasps for the little air that she can find.

  “I was joking, Lorenzo.” She breathes in more desperately. “You made me wet, just you, I promise.”

  Another gasp comes out of her and I smile. I pull the belt off of her neck and she catches her breath while she can.

  I push her body into a seated position, her hands still bound above her head. I pull my shirt off above my head and step out of my sweatpants. My cock is begging to be touched by her, I give it what it wants.

  I pull open her panicked little mouth and thrust myself into it. She doesn’t resist, no, she wants more. Her tongue is swirling around the bottom of my shaft while my tip assaults the back of her throat. She’s breathing through her nose but choking nonetheless. Thrust after thrust and her lips still wrap around me like she doesn’t want it to stop.

  Her eyes are looking up at me in a way that makes me want to explode. I pull her into me further by her hair and let myself go. Thrusting violently until I spill into her perfect soft mouth. She swallows my cum and licks my cock clean.

  “Such a smart fucking mouth, but so good for fucking.” I tease.

  “I have other holes good for fucking too sir.” She smirks.

  She wants to behave now because she wants to come. Too smart for her own good.

  “Holes, huh?” I pull her ankles to lay her down again, she gasps as I do. “You want me to fuck your tight little ass again, don’t you?” I’m already hard again as I put my body in between her legs to prop them up.

  Her eyes go wide, but she nods nervously and bites her lip. I rub my thumb over her clit softly and her back arches. She’s so fucking hot when she can’t stay still. I pull my hand up her cunt and steal some of her juices to lather my cock with.

  My cock is wet and throbbing as I line my tip up at her tightest hole. I slowly push two fingers into her pussy and work them in her deeply, distracting her. As her moans start to pour out of her, I shove myself inside of her ass, roughly like she needs. She wants it to hurt, and I want her to relish in it.

  “Oh fuck, Lorenzo!” Her head tips back and her body twitches against me. I work my fingers faster inside of her and use my thumb to attack her clit. I’m basking in her tightness, taking my time, but the urge to thrust harder and deeper takes over me.

  “You feel so fucking good, love.” I moan. “Push back against me when I fuck you, show me how much you want it.”

  She does just that, meeting my pace, fucking herself harder against me. Her pussy tightens around my fingers and I know something is building inside of her.

  “It’s too much.” She wines, panting as she gets closer to her limit.

  “Ask me if you can come.” I groan and push my cock into her violently deep.

  “Ah! God!” She gasps. “Please let me come Lorenzo, I can’t hold it.” She begs, my cock throbs inside of her as she does.

  “Come all over my fingers for me Katherine, cover my hands in your juices.” I fuck her with my hand and my cock simultaneously.

  Her body starts to shake.

  “Oh my god, please don’t stop Lorenzo.” She’s arching her back deeper and her hands are balled into fists. “Fuck, I’m coming. Please don’t stop, it’s so fucking good. This is the best– holy fucking shit.” Her voice shakes on every word.

  Her walls tighten and loosen in a rapid beat, pushing her come into my soaking wet fingers. I can’t go any longer. I take my hand out of her and use it to grab her waist and force her ass further down on my cock.

  “Fuck!” I yell this time as I release my cum into her. I take a few last strokes, savoring her, before I slowly pull out.

  I’m out of breath, but I need to untie her. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly as I do.

  “How’s that for fifty shades?” I joke.

  “If Christian Grey is fifty shades of fucked up, we’re at least a hundred.” She giggles.

  The ropes are off and her wrists are a little pink, but it’ll fade in an hour or so. Katherine runs off to the bathroom to clean up and I round up the rope to put it away.

  Sex hasn’t felt this good in a long fucking time. She’s so responsive…

  “So, what's club Lucifer?” Katherine asks after leaving the bathroom.

  “A place I shouldn’t let you go in.” I grumble. “You’ll be fine with Luca and Gio, but I don’t like it there. It’s like a nightclub, Arianna is obsessed with it. Gio and his dad own it, so no one should bother you two.”

  “You actually aren’t coming then?” She raises an eyebrow at me. “I thought you’d be stalking me from the shadows.”

  “Maybe I will be.” I grin.

  “I’ve never had a bachelorette party.” Katherine looks nervous.

  “It’ll stay under control, try to have fun without drinking them out of business, yeah?”

  She rolls her eyes. “I suppose I can manage that.”

  Chapter 18: Club Lucifer

  Lorenzo and I spend the whole day together. We have steak for lunch which seemed a bit excessive but it was so good. We talk about mundane things like books and music. We go for a run together where he laps me and laughs as he does. We go swimming in a heated pool I didn’t know he had. It’s hidden and Caterina wasn’t supposed to show me. I don’t know why; my question is left unanswered with a kiss. A kiss that leads to more than swim
ming in the pool. We have dinner together alone at seven, my first pizza in Italy.

  After dinner, Lorenzo leaves me so I can get ready to go out. I haven’t been to a club since I was with Gustavo. James never cared for them and I was always too busy to party outside of my own house. Arianna told me to dress hot, and I decided to run with it.

  I put on a tight black body-con dress with ruching near the bottom that adds texture. It’s deliciously short and squeezes my tits in just the right way. The small straps are soft against my skin as I slide them on. I pick a pair of black strappy stilettos that I know I’ll regret wearing later.

  I slap on a black smokey eye makeup look with silver glitter on my lids, gorgeous fake eyelashes and lip gloss. I use the same silver glitter in the center part of my hair like the girls in Euphoria. I straightened it beforehand so it’s shiny and smooth when I run my fingers through it. I’m only twenty–five, but I know I’ll feel out of place with all of the young girls around me. It won’t last long though, alcohol kills insecurities.

  I make my way downstairs to leave at 8:30pm like I was told. Lorenzo, Luca and Gio are watching in the foyer. They look up when my heels click against the bottom few stairs. No one speaks.

  “I look like I’m trying too hard, don't I?” I wonder out loud.

  “No, you look like you’re going to Lucifer.” Gio laughs.

  “She looks like if anyone tries to touch her tonight, you'll cut their hands off.” Lorenzo barks at him.

  “Oh, come on!” I pout. “How am I supposed to dance then?”

  “You can dance with these two idiots, and my sister, or really any woman.” Lorenzo retorts.

  “Well, that’s not very smart.” I giggle. “I have a bad habit of letting my bi flag fly when I have a couple of drinks.”

  The boys all look at me with wide eyes, their interest piqued.

  I’ve dated women before, I used to think I preferred them to men entirely. Women are soft, smooth and kiss like rainfall. Yet, somehow, I always end up being engaged to men, shady men.

  Semantics.

  “We’re going to actually have to work tonight to keep an eye on you.” Luca grumbles. “I thought we might get to have fun.”