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MY MAFIA SAVIOUR CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
"Do I get to explain?" Rosalia's voice is small in comparison to the obnoxious banging Giovanni seemed to be purposely putting on through frustration. She remained up against the office door after asking Ajax to leave. At first he was reluctant, not wanting to leave the pair with the unresolved issue, but she had insisted that he was no further help here and his presence was just going to infuriate Giovanni further. "Explain?" Giovanni proclaimed, followed by a sinister chuckle to himself. He continued to pace the room back and forth, back and forth. Another drink tightly grasped within his left hand, the liquid brushing dangerously close to the rim as his steps became much more forceful against the ground. "I doubt there's anything you can offer to make this any better, wouldn't you say?" Tossing back yet more alcohol to the back of his throat he slammed the crystal glass onto the edge of her desk, his back facing her, his fists clenched tightly against the surface. Taking a step
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"Is this a joke to you?" Officer John O'Connor asked with all seriousness. She had brought him nothing and this was certainly not part of the deal.So far, he was holding up his part of the bargain. He was keeping Elisa out of prison with the promise of immunity after conviction. He had even been able to organize communication with her solely via himself. It had not gone down too well with the FBI agents involved; it was their RICO case after all. But Elisa was not willing to risk being caught speaking to an agent.A police officer she could make up an excuse about. Giovanni was already aware of her past run ins with the men in blue, adding another petty crime to her rap sheet wouldn't turn many heads towards her. But being caught speaking to the FBI - she simply couldn't risk that."I don't think you understand the concept of the deal Elisa." John whisper-yelled becoming more and more aggravated while he watched her stare into her glass of freshly pressed juice. "No conviction. No de
MY MAFIA SAVIOUR CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX
"Now what?" Giovanni tilted his head to the side staring tentatively at the broccoli and onions lightly sizzling in the frying pan. He was sure the wine came next, but the last thing he wanted to do was throw something in the pan which didn't belong. He was sure Rosalia would have an aneurism, but not before brutally murdering him within the apartment walls. She was serious about this cooking business! "Pour the white wine in." She confirmed rather patiently. "But be careful, it's alcohol and heat remember?" She continued to stir in her sugar syrup to the measuring jug of espresso shots she had just finished preparing. "What are you making?" He pushed the vegetables around the pan stepping back when a flame very briefly appeared as a result of pouring in possibly too much wine at the one time. He made a mental note to take her seriously next time. "I think you need to pay attention to what you're making." Rosalia's voice becoming a little sterner this time around. There was no way
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With her heels planted firmly into the ground her fingers gripped the locked drawer. Moving the drawer left and right wiggling it about in desperate hope the locking mechanism would fail releasing the drawer open. It was farfetched, but all she had going for her. Without such luck, she reached up into her course hair sprayed bleached hair releasing a bobby pin bringing it to her lips. Biting the end of pin to remove the small oval plastic covering she smiled to herself proudly before bending it back and inserting it into the lock. There has to be something in here. She thought to herself hopeful. The first two drawers of the desk were left unlocked and filled with useless items such as pens, pencils, a dark stained wooden box of Cuban cigars and two personalised lighters, one silver and one gold with the initials S.A on one side and what looked like religious engraved image of the Madonna praying with a giant cross beside her on the other. He wouldn't lock this drawer unless he
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Fiery. Hot. Wet. Their mouths moved in unison, moist lips slanted over each other fighting for more and more entry each and every time. It was a miracle the pair had even made it up the spiral staircase during their heated make out session. At one point half way up the stairs, Rosalia had lost her footing and landed straight on her ass. She hadn't even attempted to get up; instead she had pulled Giovanni over her body, surprising him when she tugged at his pants impatiently. "Not here." He groaned as if the words themselves brought him pain. "Not like this." Now they stumbled through his bedroom door, the same room he had passed out in the night of his father's murder. He kicked the door shut behind him refusing to let go of her now that he finally had her. Groaning against her luscious lips, he revelled in the small impatient sounds she was making. She would take his bottom lip playfully between her teeth, force his lips apart then dip her dancing tongue into his mouth for him
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Rosalia smiled nervously as she retrieved the plate from Isabella's hands. Of course Giovanni had told his mother not to bring anything and just like every other year, she brought dessert. "Isabella you really didn't have to trouble yourself." She stated taking the tart from her grasp and placing it into the refrigerator. "My son doesn't know how to make dessert and I assume your skills embarrassingly mirror his own." She responded with a smirk hearing the clatter of glass bottles clinging together from inside the refrigerator. She had already hit a nerve. "Actually," Rosalia rebutted turning to face her. "My mother taught me all sorts of baking secrets; I often bring almond cookies to work for everyone. Gio is normally too busy to eat much during the day, but Stefano and Ricci seem to enjoy them." "Those boys will eat anything you put in front of them." "Speaking of eating." Giovanni's voice interrupted the pair from the doorway, "Rosalia and I should start plating up. Siediti m
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