Over the Line: A Second Chance Sports Romance

by Celia Ryan

  "Vienna, you have to tell me what's going on. You can't live like this! It's just not healthy." I looked into her trusting brown eyes and I knew that she was trying to be honest with me. She didn't want to see me get hurt. How could I tell her that I had done this myself? That I knowingly put myself into danger in the form of attempting to set up a mob boss’s son? I no idea what I was going to do.

  "I was involved with someone. But I shouldn't have been, he’s dangerous. He doesn’t come from a good family. But then again neither do I." I took a sip of my tea and I heard a car door slam. Immediately I felt like my skin set on fire as I lifted my eyes to peek out the window again.

  "A family? Like the mob?"

  I chewed on my lower lip while I nodded slowly. I set the mug back down on the coffee table. "Yes. I come from a mob family, and so does the guy that I was involved with. And I shouldn't have been. It was dangerous. But I couldn't help myself."

  "You never can with the bad boys. Part of the attraction. But you’re away from him now, so what's holding you back from moving on? Maybe even go back to Jersey?"

  I shook my head. "The only reason I'm here is because my uncle sent me. If I come back empty-handed, I don't know what he'll do to me." Far worse than what would've happened to me had I stayed with Luka, that was for sure.

  "Okay, so what's the plan? I mean you can stay here as long as you like, don't think is this is about you leaving. I just hate to see you like this, so nervous all the time. You used to be so full of life Vienna, I just don't want to see you hurt."

  "I know, I know. Your heart is in the right place. I just need a little bit more time to figure all of this out. Maybe a couple weeks? I promise things will get better the longer I'm away."

  That was a lie. I knew it as soon as it escaped my lips. But she smiled in a comforting way and for a moment I tried to believe it.

  A couple weeks later Leah was standing in the kitchen dictating a grocery list to me. I hadn't been out of the house since I moved in here. Anytime she needed anything I just gave her money, but I hadn't actually done any shopping myself. But today I was going to break out of this invisible prison I had built for myself. I was going to the grocery store, and that was a big step. I was going to go out and mingle with society. And I hoped to nothing happened to me because of it.

  Luka hadn't tried to make any contact. It wasn't like he had my phone number, but he had found that where I worked pretty easily. I'd given a physical description of him to Leah so she could be on the lookout, but she said he hadn't shown up to the diner. So I guess the he understood me running was us being over. Every time I thought about it my heart broke a little bit. Why did things have to be this way?

  Roberto had called twice, last time the message was clear. He knew I wasn’t following Luka closely, and he was pissed. I had to figure out some way to find out where Luka was hiding out. Maybe his family still owned that club downtown, I could watch from there and maybe not get caught.

  But a part of me wanted to be.

  Jesus my feelings for Luka made me a wreck.

  "Vienna? Did you get that?"

  I lifted my eyes up to meet hers, "Yeah. Milk, wheat bread, tampons, and you want me to get brownies or something? I mean I get the whole PMS thing.…"

  She laughed as my face froze in its position. The pencil slipped from my fingers and fell to floor with a light sound that could only be heard by the mice that probably lived in the walls. Leah's face quickly showed her concern.

  "Vienna? Vienna what's wrong?"

  I couldn't be. I ran to the living room and grabbed my phone paging through to the calendar. There was no way. I couldn't be… pregnant? Could I? It was there in black and white shouting in my face as I scrolled through weeks and counted, I was two weeks late. I should've gotten my period right after moving in here, but instead I'd been period free for nearly seven weeks. Shit.

  There was only one guy I had been left in the past year, Luka. Leah followed me and put her hand on my shoulder spinning me around. "Vienna what is going on?"

  I showed her the calendar as if she would understand. "I think I'm pregnant."

  She raised an eyebrow at me as her mouth dropped open a little. "Pregnant? The mob guy?"

  I nodded slowly. "I'm going to the grocery store. I'm getting a pregnancy test."

  I snatched my purse off the couch and grabbed her keys. I was on the road in a matter of moments. Every part of me wanted to drive back to Luka’s apartment right then and confront him. Tell him I was having his baby, that he needed to reform and change his ways. He would have to tell me the truth about my parents. But I couldn’t do that. I'd run away. I separated us for what could've been forever, but the baby that was potentially growing inside of me could link us for the rest of our lives.

  And in ways I didn't understand that prospect made me happiest of all.

  Chapter 13

  Vienna

  I clutched my duffle in my hand trembling with anticipation. I knocked on the door and waited. Leah had tried to talk to me out of it. She told me I could stay with her, that there was no reason to go back. That she would help me raise my baby. But I couldn’t do it. I had to own up to the truth with Luka, I had to give him a chance to prove himself. He was going to be a father after all. I used the last of the money he gave me to buy a new outfit, after leaving a couple hundred dollars for Leah. I wanted to help with rent and she wouldn’t let me, so I waited until she left for work and put it in her bedroom. I would miss how good she had been to me, but I wouldn’t forget it. She would be this kid’s godparent for sure, and I would make sure Luka’s family helped take care of her.

  The door flew open in front of me just as I was about to knock again. Luka’s eyes grew wide as he continued to talk on the phone.

  “All that I'm saying is you better make sure the warehouses are clear, Marco. That's your job as the muscle. I'm doing my part, and you have to do yours.”

  He waited for Marco's response.

  “Fine, I’ll see you on Friday night. And don't forget mass on Sunday. My mom is gonna blow a gasket if we’re both not there.”

  He clicked off the call and put his rough hands on my face and pulling me into him. A hastened kiss fell upon my lips before he put my bottom lip between his teeth and ground it gently. “I missed you,” he said as we broke away.

  “I'm here now.”

  “You are. Come in.”

  He was so soft with me, totally different than he had been with Marco. I was surprised, I expected him to be angry, but honestly I thought he was too surprised to be mad. “What was that all about?”

  He rolled his eyes. “Just business.”

  “They already have you working again?”

  He shrugged. “There's no vacation in this business. Besides, I have a lot to catch up on. So what about you? I like your new outfit.”

  I turned around and started to show off a little in front of him. “I hope so, you paid for it.”

  He leaned back against the couch, unbuttoning his jacket. “It looks good.”

  We stood awkwardly in silence for a moment. Finally he spoke, “You left.”

  “I did.”

  “Why? I promised I’d protect you. I’ll keep you safe Vienna, I wasn’t lying when I told you how I felt.”

  I chewed on my lower lip. I couldn't tell him what I'd done. He had no idea that I was part of the Agnelli family. He had no idea that my mother had died at the hands of the mob only for me to join another one. I couldn't tell him that some of his biggest rivals were my blood. So I continued with my lie.

  “I know you weren’t but I was afraid. I don’t want to lose you.” So that part was true, I was afraid, afraid of my feelings for him. Afraid that I couldn’t complete my job. And now I was carrying another secret, his child.

  He pulled me close to him. “You don’t ever have to be afraid again. Stay, stay with me.” Against my better judgement I melted against him. “Tell me all your secrets,” he whispered in my ear.

  I stiffen
ed. Did he know? About who I was? About the baby? Or was I paranoid? I tried to play it off.

  “I brought groceries, I was going to make dinner.” I walked back over to the door and held up a bag of groceries.

  “We can still do that, after.”

  “After?”

  “Don’t think you’ll get away with walking around in an outfit like that. Strip.”

  I set the groceries back down next to the door. “Excuse me?”

  He loosened his tie around his neck. I watched his hands carefully, scars etched into his knuckles, imprints of his past. “I said strip. I don't think I stuttered.”

  So was this how it was going to be? I did his bidding, undressed on command?

  I tried to muster up some sort of disagreement. To attempt to say no. Who the hell was I kidding? All I wanted to do was say yes. I was back in Luka’s arms. I knew it was a bad decision, I knew I had to tell him why I was back. But for right now, I just wanted his hands on my skin, to let the rest of the world fall away.

  I turned away from him and slowly removed the hot pink top first. I tossed it back at him and covered my bra with my arms. I turned back around and leisurely let my hand fall to the side. I also bought new lace underwear. A matching set. It was a coral color with white accents. I watched his eyes go straight to my breasts. I trailed my fingers down the skin of my stomach until they reached my waistline, where I unclasped the bottom of the tight jeans and unzipped them. I slowly shimmied my way out of them, stepping out of my flats and tossing the jeans to the side. He didn't move. Well, his limbs didn't anyway, but I could see his cock straining against the fabric. He wanted me.

  As I stood there in my underwear, I realized how much I wanted him too. Roberto had to be wrong. Luka would do anything for me. And as I padded across the room in my bare feet, I realized I would do anything for him too.

  The second that I was within his grasp, he reached out for my body and roughly pulled me toward him. I let out a slight gasp as he grabbed my face and crushed his lips into mine.

  In that moment, I needed his hands all over me. I quickly took his hand from my face and moved it down in between my legs. Following suit, he swiftly figured how to make me squirm. He was a good listener, not that he had to listen very hard for reactions. As he found his way around my thong and directly touched my wet outer lips, I mustered up the control of my hands to unbuckle his belt and unbutton and unzip his pants to reveal his throbbing member. I stopped kissing him for a few seconds to admire him and figure out what I was going to do with him.

  I gave my right hand a quick lick and began to stroke his cock. Going slow, I explored and felt through the different parts and areas of him. That must have worked, because his cock got harder and suddenly, I felt his finger slip inside me. I gasped with delight and took a stronger grip of his shaft. He pulled away from our kiss and looked down at me.

  “I want to taste other parts of you.” I smiled at him.

  “No, me first.”

  I grabbed the hem of his shirt and quickly pulled it over his head, exposing his strong chest and abs. I forcefully pushed him down on the bed and leaned over him seductively. I kissed down his neck as he leaned his head back and moved down his chest. When my mouth reached his hips, I heard him intake a sharp breath. I looked up at him and smiled. I then looked back down and slowly started to tease the tip of his head with my tongue. His hands moved to tangle up in my hair and from the tension in his arms, I could tell he was restraining himself from pushing my head down. I let my tongue glide down slowly as I took him fully into my mouth. He leaned his head back with a moan of pleasure as I moved down the shaft and sucked the sides. I explored his cock with my tongue, learning the curves and ridges, imagining how it was going to feel inside me. Luka regained some focus and ran his hands roughly through my hair.

  As I started to glide my mouth a little faster, Luka let out a slight moan.

  “I can think of a much better way to do this. Turn around.”

  Luka pulled me up and turned my body around so that my core was right over his mouth. I glided my mouth back down on him and stifled a moan as I felt his tongue flick across my clit. Pressure inside of me began to build as I continued to suck on him. Luka moved his right hand, and I let out a load moan when I felt his fingers enter me. Knowing that I was close to teetering over the edge, I started to move my mouth faster. I could feel his moans resonate through my body as I took his cock deep into my mouth. As his fingers and his tongue started to move faster, my whole body started to shake as I fell over the edge.

  “Oh God, Luka!” I cried out.

  “I need to see you come.”

  Luka pushed my body up a bit and then turned me around to face him. His gray eyes met mine briefly as I pushed my thong aside and guided his hard cock inside of me. He filled me slowly. His hands gripped my hips and started to control my movement. God, it was fucking hot when he took control like that. I shifted my body back into his hands, allowing him to move my hips easier. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

  Luka moved my hips faster and I felt the pressure begin to build again inside me. I lifted my head back up to look at him and his gray eyes captivated my own. Everything around us disappeared and it was only Luka and I. Our families and our duties no longer mattered. All that mattered was how amazing Luka made me feel.

  Luka moved my hips faster as he pushed his hips up so he went deeper inside me. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra and pulled it off my arms.

  Luka grabbed onto my hips and quickly flipped me over so that I was lying on my back. He leaned down and captured my hard nipple in his mouth, biting it ever so slightly. He gave my nipple a slight tug with his teeth and leaned his body up so he was kneeling between my legs. He grabbed my right leg and pulled it up over his shoulder, and he pumped his hips forward. I arched my back in response.

  “Oh yes, Luka, don’t stop!” I cried out.

  His hips started to move faster. He grabbed my hand and moved it down to my clit to start rubbing as he pounded into me. Goosebumps spread across my body. Luka pushed me to my breaking point. I moved my fingers faster over myself and let out a loud cry.

  “Oh yes! Luka!”

  Luka looked down at me. “That’s it, Vienna. Come for me.”

  My whole body started to shake and I felt Luka’s body tense. He released inside me, which only made me orgasm harder. He let out a low moan and collapsed on top of me.

  Chapter 14

  Luka

  I spent two days in bed with Vienna. There was nothing else I wanted to do than lick her dry. But it was Friday, and I had a job to do. Marco had been blowing up my phone all morning, wanting to know the details. But I didn't give details. Details gave you something to tell the feds. No one knew the intimate details of my killings. Just me.

  But as I looked at Vienna slumbering softly next to me, I wondered if I needed to tell her.

  Her father was a bastard. As far as I was concerned, he was a deadbeat, and he left her and her mother for something better. What could be better than Vienna, I had no fucking idea. When her father had threatened to take Maria and Vienna away from us, Pops allowed me to take the job. It was my formal initiation into the family. Ten years ago, I made it happen. I shot that bastard point blank in the face.

  When the feds found him almost five years later, he was so deteriorated we never thought they'd catch me. But they did. Someone had ratted me out, I was sure of it. Someone who knew the details.

  But they didn’t have enough to keep me. I had done a clean job. I was good at it, not getting caught. Cleaning up after my own messes. It was why my lawyer had won. With enough appeals, I was a free man.

  Since then, I made sure not to tell anyone else what my business was. Pops knew about this one, and that was it. He had me watch that kid for weeks. And of course he was dirty. Stupid little shit. We hadn’t told Marco why the docks needed to be cleared. Just that it had to be done.

  Marco made me nervous because he had questions. Too man
y questions sometimes. But it wasn't that I didn't trust him. I just thought that in my absence, his position in the chain of command was a little bit higher than I wanted it to be. But that wasn't all his fault. It was the stupid fucking justice system that put me away, not him. Marco was bound by duty. Just doing his job.

  I brushed a single strand of hair out of Vienna’s face. Her porcelain skin was so touchable. I dragged my finger down along her shoulder and she stirred slightly. I laid a kiss on her bare skin at the nape of her neck and got out of bed. There was work to do.

  I got dressed and left her another note. I let her know that I wouldn't be back until Saturday, and to just relax around the apartment for the day. I let her know it was work-related. It killed me that I was already breaking my first promise to the woman I was falling in love with.

  I arrived at the office to see my father sitting at his desk with two bodyguards flanking him. It seemed a little odd that he needed two, so I called him out on it.

  “Two thugs, Pops? Really?”

  He waved them off and raised a brow at me. “Sit. We need to talk.”

  He stood up with his fist on the desk. His semi-bald head gleamed under a luminescent lamp. “We need the room, gentlemen.”

  A couple men had been playing poker at one of the tables. They stood up, puffing their cigars, and walked up the stairs with the bodyguards. Within minutes, we were completely alone. No one disobeyed my father.

  “What's going on, Pops? You seem tense.”

  “Do I? Because you seem awfully relaxed.”

  I straightened up in my seat. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

  He sighed and shook his head. “I received a call from some of our friends on the coast.”

  “Jersey? What the hell do they want?”