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MARRIED TO THE MAFIA Chapter Fifty Four
LilaI reached up and tangled my fingers into his hair, holding his head as I kissed him back and met demand with demand. My hips rose up to thrust against him, and his taste and smell invaded me like a drug.My skin burned as all the pent up desire I had buried deep burst out of my body in a flood of heat. I was ravenous for my taste, for my hands to strip off my clothes and take me right there against the wall, and i reveled in his wild response that was so opposite to my rigid control.Control.An alarm bell rang in my head and cut through the mist of sexual fog.He had been drinking. If we were interrupted, he might calmly step away with a reasonable explanation to why sex would not be a good idea.The knowledge he had done it twice before skated along the edges of my mind, until I dragged my mouth from his and yanked the hair at the nape of his neck.His head shot up. He blinked as if coming to from a long sleep, and I caught the question held in his eyes. I made myself say the o
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Lila."Luca” I whispered between whimpers and gasps of excitement. “Not now, Lila . I’m busy.” He said, his voice barely audible and definitely grumpy. He covered my mouth with his and plunged his tongue deep into my mouth. I arched like a bow as the lightning crack of energy ripped through me. My fingers clung to him as i held on and kissed him back, drowning in the taste of Scotch and male heat. He parted my legs and tortured me with promises of his hands and his penis, until I became crazed with need, until there was no more pride or logic, just this ache to have him inside me. His mouth moved on my breasts, sucked my nipples, and nipped with his teeth. His fingers stroked my belly and hips, and hooked under the lace to play, one long index finger moving underneath to test my heat, drenched with moisture as i cried out for more, always more.He slid off my panties and plunged a finger deep inside, then added another, rubbing delicately over the hard nub hidden between curls, jus
Last Updated : 2025-04-18MARRIED TO THE MAFIA Chapter Fifty Six
LilaI woke up to the faint morning light pushing its way through the cracks in the blinds. The sheets were tangled around my legs, still warm from sleep, and my fingers instinctively reached across the bed.Empty.No warmth. No weight. No Luca. He was already gone and my heart sunk a little at the realization. I blinked, groggy at first, then sat up slowly. My heart picked up speed half expecting to hear the creak of the bathroom door or his voice humming low in the kitchen.But there was nothing. Just the dull hum of the refrigerator and the whisper of the wind outside.I pulled the sheet tighter around my body and got out of bed, bare feet sinking into the soft rug. The events of last night swirled back to me in vivid flashes his laughter, the way he looked at me like he already knew my story, the tenderness between the heat. Everything about it felt raw and unfiltered, like we’d stripped down past skin and into something closer to truth.And now, not even a damn note?I padded to
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Lila. The nausea hit again as I stood in the bathroom, leaning against the cold sink with one hand bracing my weight. It had been happening on and off for a few days now nothing violent, just a queasy, persistent fog that settled in my stomach every morning like an uninvited guest. I told myself it was probably the takeout from that new Thai place or maybe just stress. Work had been a nightmare lately, and I hadn’t been sleeping well. But deep down, a quieter voice one I didn’t want to hear kept whispering other possibilities.Headaches, too. Not pounding migraines, just this dull pressure behind my eyes, like I’d been squinting too long in the sun. I blamed the screens, the emails, the lack of decent coffee in the office. Every excuse I could grasp onto, I used it.Until this morning.I stood there, barefoot on the cool tiles, staring at the small white box in my hand. It wasn’t even open yet, but my heart was already thudding like it knew the truth before my brain caught up. I hadn
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Lila. I could not believe this was actually happening to me. I took another test and the results were the same. I was pregnant. I stared at the stick. Still. Two pink lines. Still.It had been five minutes. Ten maybe. Or an hour? I couldn’t tell anymore. My hands were cold and shaking . My heartbeat pounded in my ears like a bass drum in an empty hall. I tried to breathe. In. Out. Slow. Steady.Pregnant.The word looped in my brain like a song I hated but couldn’t stop humming. I sat on the edge of the bathtub, knees pressed to my chest, the test trembling in my fingers. A thousand thoughts crashed together in my head like a demolition site how? Well, obviously how. But... now what? What the hell was I supposed to do now?We hadn't even had a real conversation with Luca for over a week now, and I was supposed to just casually tell him that now I was pregnant. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted metal. I’d rehearsed it a dozen ways in my head soft, careful, maybe over dinner, o
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Richard. I still remember the last time I saw her, I replayed it so many times in my head that at some point it just stuck. I used to make up scenarios in my head about what would happen if I ever saw her again, but over the years I gave up.I didn't think she would ever come back, I did not even know if she was still alive. I had hired some of the best private investigators, but none was ever successful in finding her. As soon as she left, her trail went cold. It was like looking for a ghost, it was like she never existed at all. So I let it go and over the years accepted that I might never see her again or find out what happened to her. Clearly I was wrong, because she was back in the flesh and she still looked the same, but age had catched up. "Richard." she said, My name. That voice. I hadn’t heard it in twenty five years, and still, it hit like a freight train. I didn’t move right away. Thought maybe it was a ghost, a trick of the old walls. "Jenny." I managed to say, T
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Richard. It’s been four days.Four long, dragging, claustrophobic days since Jenny stood in my living room and detonated twenty five years of silence with three words: I have cancer and I am dying. And now every time I pass the mirror in the hallway, I catch my own reflection and flinch, because I don’t recognize the man looking back. He’s waiting. Holding his breath. Listening for a knock that may never come.I wanted to tell Luca about his mother, that she was back and she was dying. Anothet part of me hates her and Saw this is her karma, she did not deserve to see the amazing man Luca had turned out to become. She didn't deserve to say goodbye to him. But why was I feeling so much guilt over it. Luca came by last night, as he does every Thursday. Same routine. He brings dinner some overpriced vegan thing Lila cooks and we sit in awkward silence, pretending we’re just two men, not a father and son still sutured together by old wounds.He doesn’t know she was here.I don’t tell h
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Richard. Every scenario that I come up with leads me to just doing the right thing no matter how bad I didn't want to. I know if I don't Luca about his mother and she dies without making things right with him, he will never forgive me if he found out she tried to reach out and I didn't tell him. It’s Sunday afternoon when I finally decide to do it. Two days since Jenny left again. Two days staring at the folded letter like it’s a bomb waiting to go off. Because it is. Luca texts me that he’s stopping by to help with the gutters, like I’m too old to hold a damn ladder. I tell him sure, come by. Bring that wrench you stole from my garage five years ago. He laughs in a text. Says he might.I make coffee. Black. Strong. The kind that punches you awake. I sit at the kitchen table and place the letter dead center between us.It’s cloudy outside. A fitting day for the news I was about to drop in his laps. I appreciated the fact that his wife Lila had not mentioned anything to him yet, h
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LucaI stared down a the note again after hanging up, reading the words letter by letter wondering if there was an hidden message in it. None of this made any logical sense at all. She had just left, wnd with my baby too. That was it. No explanation, no goodbye, no signature. Just that one cold sentence scrawled in Lila’s tight, deliberate handwriting. I must’ve read it a hundred times already, but the weight of it hadn’t eased up one bit.My thumb slid over my phone screen. The image I’d taken of the note glared back at me proof this wasn’t some twisted dream. Lila was gone. Nothing in her room was touched at all, but her phone had been found dumped in a wrecked car at a junkyard off I-90, and the trail ended there.I tried to think like her, tried to imagine what could have driven her to vanish. She wasn’t impulsive. If anything, Lila was methodical disciplined to the point of obsession. She wouldn’t just disappear unless she had a damn good reason… or unless someone made her.Eit
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LucaI had tried calling her several times, her phone went straight to voice mail. I knew she was mad at me but this was absolutely pissing me off. She knew I hated it when she never picked her phone, especially now that she was pregnant. I called Maria who answered on the second ring. "Hey, put Lila on the phone Maria." I said as soon as she picked up. "She is not yet home sir.""What do you mean she is not home yet, she left the office a couple of hours ago." something was definitely not right. I checked the watch it had been atleast four hours since she left the office, she should be home by now. "She said she was stopping by the market to pick up some groceries to cook for you sir." Maria said, getting me out of my head, "She said she wanted to make you something special." Maria added. "She should be home by now, I am on my way." I said hanging up. I immediately sent my security her number and told him to track her and find out where she was as I rushed to the car. I had t
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Lila. Today had not gone how I had imagined it will at all. First an interruption this morning, then the whole Vanessa scenario and now I was fighting with Luca. I hated when we were on bad terms, and it sucked even more because I was really looking forward to spending some quality time together. But nothing was going to kick me down, I still had some time to turn the day and night around. I had called Maria from the office and given her a list of groceries to get, I was going to cook an apology dinner for Luca, he loved spaghetti and meat balls and lucky enough that was my speciality. The drive home was not supposed to take this long, but there had been a little bit of traffic due to some drizzling. My hands were on the wheel. The road was wet, shimmering in the headlights. A song was playing. Something soft. Something forgettable. Then something happened, something I couldn't really explain. All I heard was metal crunching. Glass exploding. Weightlessness. Screams, my own scr
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Luca. I was halfway down the hallway, flipping through emails on my phone, when I nearly collided with someone turning the corner too fast.“Whoa.... Vanessa?” I said, as soon as I saw her face looking around a little confused, "Did we have a meeting?" She didn’t stop. Just brushed past me like I wasn’t even there, eyes glassy and wide, shoulders stiff like she was holding herself together with string.“Vanessa.. wait.” I yelled at her even more confused, she seemed pissed, like she had seen a ghost. She kept walking. Faster. Like she couldn’t get away from me fast enough. And I lte her go, juts watching as she hurriedly walked out. I turned, watching her push through the glass doors of the main lobby, practically running.What the hell just happened?I stared after her, completely thrown. I hadn’t seen her in weeks, since our confrontation at the coffee shop,and now she was here, in my building, clearly upset, and refusing to even look at me? What was she doing here in the first
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Vanessa. I watched Lila as she picked up her bag and the file that I assumed had all the information about me before she walked out, banging the door on her way out it echoed. The door clicked shut behind her, and I just stood there. Frozen. Humiliated.The silence in the conference room was deafening. I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until my lungs started to burn. My fingers tightened around the strap of my purse until my knuckles went white. Six months pregnant. She’s six months pregnant.She was six months pregnant! That's what stung me the most of everything she had just said to me because then that would mean, Luca has been lying to me way before I found out. God.I sank into the chair across from where she’d been sitting, like the air had been sucked right out of me. The room still smelled faintly like her perfume, expensive, sharp, the kind that lingered. Just like everything about her.She was so different from the woman I first men a few months ago, she was right,
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Lila. I had no idea what had gotten into me, but between Jenny dropping in on us unannounced and ruining everything I had planned out for the day, I did not have any patience left in me. I could also credit my pregnancy hormones. I sat in the cold, sterile conference room, the ticking of the wall clock louder than it had any right to be. My fingers tapped against the glass table, nails clicking in a rhythm that matched the irritation rising in my chest. I’d been here for fifteen minutes already, but I wasn’t nervous. I was angry, no furious was the word. I did not plan on having a confrontation today with my husbands ex, it was supposed to be a chill day for me to take a tour of his office headquarters, but here I was. Vanessa had made my life miserable since the very first time she laid eyes on me. Even just thinking her name made my jaw tighten with anger and fury. What a bitch! She had no idea it was me who had summoned her here. The assistant had kept it vague, just said Lu
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Lila. "I am so sorry about her, I promise you she was not part of the itinerary today." i say slowly to Luca who is clearly dressing up now. He looked so pisses off which I can understand given the situation, but I am hoping now that his mother has left we can go on with our day as planned." I know, I'm sorry too, about her." he says kissing my forehead."Are you going somewhere?" I finally ask, unable to hold my tongue anymore when I see him putting on his shoes,"Yes, I have to go to the office, something came up."He says it so casually, like we weren't about to have a us day. "I thought we were going to hang out." i said my voice a little low filled with disappointment."I know, but we can do that another time. Jenny messed up my whole mood, and I really need to be in this meeting." he said, putting on his shoes, "You can come with, you have never really had a proper tour of my office, I could have someone show you around, we can go to lunch after.""Are you sure? I would love
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Lila. I heard the front door slam open before I even had time to get off the couch. My heart jumped, instinctively thinking something was wrong, an emergency maybe. But when I saw Jenny standing there, fire in her eyes, I knew this wasn’t a surprise visit. This was a storm. And it had my name on it.I hadn't seen her since the last time se dropped by with two detectives, she had not called in at all or reached out in any kind of way. "Richard," she snapped, stepping fully inside, her heels echoing on the hardwood floor. "What the hell did you tell Luca?"Her voice was sharp, like a blade honed over days of anger and confusion. She was glaring at me like I’d just stolen something from her. I stood up slowly, keeping my voice calm.This was the Jenny I remembered, she always was the victim even back then during our marriage. She never took accountability for anything, and ofcourse she was the same person, nothing had changed at all. "Hello to you too Jenny.""Cut the crap!" she hisse
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Lila. I was still standing by the door, trying to wrap my head around the whirlwind that was Jenny, she was in our living room acting like everything was okay between her and her son. It was like she had completely forgotten how things went the last time they saw each other, and the fact that she had lied to Luca, I was still staring at her with a million different thoughts in my head, when I heard the water shut off upstairs. Footsteps. The creak of the floorboards. He was coming. He was going to come down in a few minutes and I still was not sure I wanted him to be surprised. Maybe I should just give him a heads up that his mother was in our living room and by the look of things she planned on staying here for a while. I looked over at the couch, there she was. Jenny was now curled up on our couch like it was her own personal throne, she gave me a mischievous wink and pressed a finger to her lips. “Not a word.” she whispered like I was part of her insane surprise or whatever it i
