Frank took his time to savour her lips. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed feeling her soft skin against his. The scent of his lavender shampoo when mixed with her perfume smelt too good to him. He loved every second of holding her in his arms.
Never in his life had he thought that he would feel like this towards anyone. All the women he had slept with in the past were trash. They were nothing when compared to the precious treasure he was holding in his arms. He did feel her go stiff in his arms, yet he couldn't help it. She was like a drug to him. Her fragrance, her taste, her softness….. everything.
He needed more of it. More of her. More…..
Jennifer was completely rigid in his arms. Her eyes were wide. This wasn't the first time that she had gotten this close to him. However, t
Days passed by, quite normal for the Gothams. Meanwhile, the Parkers were infuriated that their men lost. Agitated, Oswald had demanded that they plan another attack that would guarantee that the girl he desired would be brought to him.Jennifer on the other hand completed her painting and was eagerly waiting for Frank to come back. She had now gotten used to him and his organisation and with time, the wound on her skull had healed completely.She had taken a shower and changed her clothes to be prepared for Frank to return after she perfected her drawing. She was excited. He had seen the painting before, however, revealing the final result was always exhilarating.She glanced at the wall clock from time to time. The clock had struck seven in the evening an
"Why don't you take Jennifer with you to meet our stakeholders?" Frank's father suggested, breaking the silence at the dinner table. Jennifer almost choked on her food. Yet, she managed to compose herself soon enough. Frank's eye darted from her to his father. Though his face showed no expression, he was feeling anxious about taking her to meet his allies. He knew Jennifer didn't approve of his lifestyle, and that was the only reason why he hesitated to flirt with her. "If she is to be the next Mafia Queen, she must meet them. I believe her wound has healed by now," his father added. The older man had his eyes fixed on his son and Jennifer, carefully examining any changes in their response. Jennifer gulped and looked at Frank, with a frantic heart. He glanced at her
Jennifer held him for as long as he wanted. She offered him the best support she possibly could, and they spent the night talking and sharing stories about their lives. Finally, Jennifer wanted to know a bit about his allies, so that when she goes to meet them, she could be prepared and would know what to expect.However, by the time the clock struck two in the morning, Jennifer was too sleepy. So sleepy that she could no longer keep her eyelids open. She wanted to stay awake and be there for Frank, yet she was just too tired.I'll rest against his arm….just for a little while…She thought and rested her head against his arm and slowly her eyes closed shut.Frank, who was enlightening her about his stak
Jennifer hopped off the car and ran inside the mansion while Frank climbed off casually."Boss," Mike called."Is she really your girlfriend now?" He inquired. Frank smirked."No," his answer was abrupt."But she sure doesn't seem like a prisoner to me anymore," Mike made sure he studied Frank's expression, however, it held nothing except the smirk his lips were curved into."Well, she is not an enemy anymore, she is my friend," chuckling, he replied and quickly walked away before he asked any more questions. He was not ready to be questioned on the matter by anyone. Not yet at least.Shaking his head in amusement, Mike chuckled as he dr
"The new shipment will soon arrive. When should we transfer the goods to the shed, boss?"One of his men who had requested to meet them asked Frank. He and his father were in the meeting room. Todd too was with them. Over three weeks had passed since the day they were attacked outside the Central Hotel, yet still, his father had not left. He had told Frank that he didn't want to leave since they were being occasionally attacked. He had carefully kept little investigations unknown to his son and nephew. Since Mr Gotham didn't leave, Todd also wanted to stay back.Frank didn't like the presence of his cousin. Yet he didn't say anything against him since he knew that his father wouldn't approve of it."Tonight. I'll be there by midnight," Frank told him. His father no
"I'm ready to go," Jennifer announced as she applied the last bit of make-up on her face. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a black top with flared sleeves which Frank thought looked great on her. She hadn't put on much make-up, just a simple black eyeliner and some red lipstick that touched up her natural grace. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, exposing her slender neck.They were now prepared to meet the new affiliates and Frank couldn't help but admire how much her confidence had grown over the past few weeks. He still remembered how timid she was during the first meeting, yet now her confidence had grown tenfold.He watched her as she smiled at him confidently. She was no longer anxious to meet his men. She knew exactly how to put them in their place and they too gave her the respect she deserved
Jennifer was close to tears as they rushed to their Doc's place. Though Frank winced in pain at first, he soon got used to it. It was as though nothing had happened to him. However, his bloody pants proved that nothing was normal.Surprised at his calm state, Jennifer gaped at him. Frowning, she searched his face."Doesn't it hurt?" She asked, making Frank chuckle in response. Smirking, he glanced at her. He saw how concerned and surprised she looked at the same time."It burns," he told her and his response only added to her unrest."Then how can you be so relaxed?" She expressed her confusion.Amused by her reaction, Frank snickered."This isn't that bad. The doc will remove the bullet and put in some stitches. If the wound doesn't get infected, it won't take that long to heal," he told her.Grimacing, she leaned back in the seat. Her eyes darted to his wo
"Are you sure you wouldn't need help, boss?" Mike asked for the third time as he helped Frank up the stairs so that he could rest in his room. Jennifer was silently following them. They had returned to their mansion after his wound was stitched."Yeah, I'm sure," he confirmed as he entered the room with Jennifer right behind him.Smirking, Mike glanced at Jennifer and then at Frank."Okay...if you say so, boss. Maybe your girlfriend will help you around," Mike's eyes twinkled mischievously as he teased him.Frank pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, however didn't say anything. Still smirking, Mike turned towards Jennifer and bowed his head a little."Ma'am," he paid his respects to her a