I sit in the limo, looking out the window and seeing people exit the door dragging suitcases and carry-ons. Some of them even had airplane pillows hanging from their neck. I resist the urge to roll my eyes at them. Michael wouldn’t let me wait outside the vehicle. My cousin should be coming around any moment now… I do yet again another count down. Five, four, three, two, one…
The next to exit is a trio of young girls, maybe a few years older than me. they look happy, is it their first time in New York? They look happy, eager to see what the world has to offer. I don’t think I was ever like them. I always knew what the world had planed for me. I live in a different world after all. The glass of the limo goes down, calling my attention, standing at the far end is my cousin. I unlock the door and jump down. “Carlos!” I yelled waving my hands until I get his attention.When I step into the house I'm still smiling, "office, upstairs" Danilo says to be before he heads to the kitchen, Michael at his heels. I guess that's where Niko is, "wait..." I called out but they've already disappeared into the kitchen and can no longer hear me. Which office exactly? I had wanted to ask, now I just begin walking up the grand staircase.
I blink my eyes only to be greeted by darkness in the room. A quick peak at the bedside clock tells me the time is 1am. Niko's warm body spoons mine from behind. One of his muscled arms is acting as my pillow the other is thrown over me his fingers cupping my breast loosely. My stomach grumbles loudly which brings me back to what woke me up. There's no way I can ignore this hunger and go back to sleep. The Hunger pangs feel as though my intestines are at war.I crawl from under Niko slowly so as not to wake him.Throwing on my silk robe I head to the living room.Hopefully I'll fine some leftovers in the fridge and won't have to go downstairs. Five minutes later I gape at my empty fridge. What the?... I frowned as I push around unopened wine bottles, a jug of orange juice, a jar of milk and more wine? How is this even possible? I could have sworn there was some leftover pie from two days ago. I
"You looked very sexy like this" his strong hands trailed over my soaked robe and messy hair. His hands got to my ass and he squeezed my cheeks. A yelp escaped me. When he helps me unto the kitchen table I almost fainted. "Here? God Niko, not here" I squeaked when one hand cupped my heaving breast. "Why not?" he looks amused as he leans over me. "Because it's the kitchen and someone might come in" I struggle to sit up but he pins me down easily. "It's my house I'm allowed to enjoy my wife whenever" his tongue flicked my nipple "wherever" another luscious lick "And however I please" he sucks my nipple into his mouth and I nearly floated off the table. I knew that my resolve was flying out the window "We can't have sex in the kitchen what if someone walks in" I rushed out. He brings my feet to rest on the flat surface of the table. One of his hands slip under my dress his fingers cup me before stroking my soaked pussy teasingly. I should have worn panties. "Who sa
**** After Saturday night it proved very difficult to avoid Niko. I started by wearing the most unattractive things I could find. Thick sweater and sweatpants. Hair and makeup are undone. No more sexy satin slips or lace underwear. Thankfully, Niko spent most of the morning in his office upstairs, when he finally joined me in the living room where I was watching a comedy show I escaped to the library two floors down till nine o'clock in the evening. I wished I could go hang out with Tommy. But that would be sometime after I'm dead. I finally left when my hunger was too bad to ignore. I had a quiet dinner upstairs while Niko was in his office. I stayed up watching a movie till very late until I was sure he had to be asleep before I slipped into bed laying at the very edge, I'm surprised I didn't fall to my ass some point during the night. I woke up to blue eyes staring at me, palms flat on either side of my head, Niko just kept looking at me. His head t
"You look a little rigid. How about a massage? Then we can have lunch?" Eva asked.I just shrugged. I kept thinking about our conversation only minutes ago in this very same boutique. I looked around the empty store. There's just us and the store attendant no other shoppers were about.Now that I think of it? The other time I came shopping here as well, there was just me. I guess Michael had asked everyone to get scarce and closed down the store and then this time too ."Sure" I shrugged fingering a white pant suit. "I want this one" I tell the attendant. Looking at it from another angle, it had a plunging neckline and a single button "Can you bring one in my size" "Yes ma'am" she says as she disappears. "What do you need that for?" Eva asked her brow furrowed. "I just like it. Makes a woman looks kind of badass like a boss" I shrugged again. I've lost count of the number of
I check my face in my phone front camera. My face looks okay and my hair...? Huh. I put the camera away. Gianna said to be irresistiblethat'sa cheek already. No one can resist my charming personality soI'mgoing to keep being myself. I refuse to be one of those women that change who they are just to win a man over.
"When we are together, I can't catch my breath and I feel like I'm drowning" I say wiping the tears on my cheeks. Why the hell am I crying? I lick my lips "You consume me and I don't understand these feelings, these sensations that you make me feel and I’m so confused. It's like nothing makes sense and it makes so much sense at the same time. Is it- is it supposed to feel like this? You know I've never being with another before you and I like what we do, a lot, maybe too much. Is that even” I paused to catch my breath “is it supposed to be like this? All this time, I just try to go with the flow. And follow your lead. But I'm scar
The mafia rules.... Mafia rules... I tsked under my breath Eva mentioned the book not quite long ago I also remember Niko saying it contained the rules and regulations, roles, responsibilities and obligations of everyone single member of the family. For now, I think it's time I get acquainted with it. After that night three days ago when Niko allowed me to call the shots in our bed. I've being floating on cloud nine. Whenever Niko is around I'd feel him Looking at me. His gaze reminds me of a nature documentary I once watched about a lion stalking a gazelle. I felt stalked. But not cornered.