MR AND MRS MAFIA

~••~Ava~••~

"Another shot please!" I screamed my lungs out, feeling the effect of the alcohol in my system. I turned around, and my eyes landed on Klarissa, my best friend, who looked worried.

"Ava, we came to have fun, but you need to get hold of yourself." She whispered as she took the bottle from my hands. 

"Relax Klarissa, you are always too tight. I came to have fun here." I responded, emptying the content and cringing at the effect it had on my body.

"Look Ava, everyone is watching us because your behavior as a lady seems mannerless." She whispered again.

I placed my hand on her shoulder, smiling at her. "I am fine, Klarissa; I may be a little bit tipsy, but trust me, I cannot cause a scene here at the party. Precisely, who will dare come and say anything about my behavior?" I asked, turning to look at everybody else dancing to the rhythm of the music playing, that is when I saw him;

A tall, muscular-looking man whose Green eyes seemed to stare into my soul despite wearing a mask. I looked away, feeling intimidated by his stare at me.

"I think we are being watched," I mention in a lower voice to Klarissa, whose eyes immediately jolted in the man’s direction.

The strange man stood up to his feet and began to approach us, causing my hands to suddenly go numb. 

"Hello, ladies..." His voice was deep as he stopped right in front of us. 

"I am sorry if I am intruding, but I would love to dance with your friend if you don't mind." He speaks to Klarissa. 

"Quite a good gesture, but we will pass..."

"Sure, we can dance if you want." I chipped in, interrupting her to get a glare from her in response. 

The man stretched out his hands forward and I took them despite Klarissa's subtle protest to stay with her. I mouthed a ‘I’m fine to her ‘ before making my way to the dance floor with him.

We stood, and my tipsy self immediately lost balance, crashing into his hard build, his masculine cologne instantly filling my nose.

He curled up into a smile before wrapping his arms firmly on my waist.

"You don't seem to be quite a dancer." He said after a few minutes of me showing off my moves.

"I am never a good dancer, but it doesn't matter," I responded with a chuckle. There was no way I could make out his face through the mask, but I could tell that he was handsome.

As the tempo of the music increased, I found myself gaining more confidence on the dance floor, and from my peripheral vision, I noticed everyone had stopped to watch us. We were absolutely in sync with our dance steps.

When the music eventually stopped, a loud applause filled the room and I looked back to the counter and realized there was no sign of Klarissa anywhere. The man pulled my hair aside and leaned closer to my ear.

"This place is becoming clustered, do you want to get out of here?" He asked. 

I looked around the room, but there was still no sign of Klarissa. "Not a bad idea," I replied, taking his hand and moving out of the hall. When we stepped out of the hall, we entered his car and moved away.

My mind raced with several thoughts, as we rode in silence. 

We arrived at a large penthouse and he parked at a spot. I got out of the car and he came over to me, closing the gap between the both of us. 

"I hope you had a great time today?" He asked.

"You can say that again, it has been a long time since I felt this good." I was still in my senses, but the effect of the alcohol was making me tipsy.

He pulled his mask and mine at the same time, and through the moonlight, I made out his handsome features. He looked quite familiar, but my tipsy state did not allow me to think at that moment.

He stared down at my lips and I wrapped my hands around his neck, initiating the kiss before he could even ask for it. I savored the sweetness of his mouth and he growled, making heat course in between my legs.

I was taken off guard as he held me up bridal style, and we moved into his penthouse. He closed the door behind him and laid me on the couch of his living room, crashing his lips into mine and allowing his hands to roam through my body.

He moved away from my body, pulling off his shirt and revealing his toned abs. I roamed my hands around them, realizing how perfectly he had been built. I found my hand going to my silk dress and unzipping the fabrics and allowing it to fall to the ground.

His eyes were on my breast and seeing the lust in his eyes, I moved his hands to grab both of them, allowing him to squeeze them. He sucked on my nipples, forcing a moan out of my lips, while he pushed me back to the couch.

He spread my legs apart and I looked down at his eyes, seeing how hungry he looked to take me in at that moment. 

"You are wet baby." He said and lowered his head into my thighs, kissing my pussy before allowing his tongue to roam freely around the area. My eyes rolled backward as he skillfully dived deeper, allowing me to feel a sudden rush of pleasure from my body. He stopped and stood up to his feet, unhooking his belt. 

The moment my eyes landed on his cock, my mouth went wide open at the size, and my hand instinctively moved to touch it, and he allowed me, feeling it throb against my palm. I looked up at him as I stroked his cock, and he released a groan.

He closed his eyes as I kept stroking him slowly and proceeded to take him in my mouth as his groans grew louder. Taking it as a go-ahead, I moved back and forth on his manhood, enjoying the pleasure I gave to him, while his hand found its way to my hair, tugging at it violently.

I let go and turned over for him, allowing him to gain access to my pussy in another position by raising my ass in his direction. He teased me a little, before driving his cock straight into my already arching pussy, forcing a gasp out of me as he entered abruptly. His cock was warm inside of me, as he moved slowly.

What started as a slow movement took a fast turn as he began to pound inside of me, flesh slapping against each other. The feeling was amazing and he made me realize how much I wanted this.

The rest of the night was filled with us having longer sex in different positions before we both passed out eventually in his bedroom.

I was too tired to even look at him, as he had fallen asleep. My eyes were also heavy, and I allowed the darkness to consume me.

The next day, I was woken up by the ringing tone of my phone. I lazily rose from the bed, stretching my body. I turned to see the stranger sleeping peacefully while he faced the other side of the bed.

Neither of us knew our names, but we both had mastered our bodies in such a short period of time. I got up from the bed, checking my phone to see Klarissa had called me multiple times last night.

I heard him mumble through his sleep and decided to go and wake him up, so he could take me back home. 

"Uhmm, sir, I want to go, please." I hated the fact that I did not know his name. 

He did not answer me, apparently enjoying his sleep. This forced me to gently tap him, and at that moment, I froze as the rays of the sun landed on his face.

Panic began to set in, as I realized I had made the biggest mistake of my entire life. The man that had brought me home was none other than Aleksei Vadik; my father's biggest enemy.