I felt a tiny excitement in my heart. He gave me a smile as he walked in. "Mario," I called, getting on my feet. "Good evening, sir," Lilliana greeted. "Yeah," he said to her, but without looking at her as he walked closer to me. "Hey," he said. "Hey," I said as he wrapped me in a hug. I
I gasped, sitting up instantly. My heart was pounding faster and my body sweaty as I looked around me, taking in my environment. I am the only one here. I don't see my dad or that masked man anywhere. That was a nightmare. I let out a sigh, calming my nerves. I guess this is going to be a no
I furrowed my brows slightly in confusion. "I hate repeating myself," he snarled. "Yes.....sir," I almost whispered, and I saw something flash through his eyes. He averted his eyes from me as he released my arm. I rubbed it slightly. "I apologize," "Leave," he ordered, without looking at me.
"Sir," Carlos answered, and I heard footsteps approaching. Without looking back, my legs moved on their own accord, taking me ahead. I walked faster but tried my best not to make it obvious. I am already over the edge thanks to his voice, but after last night, I don't think I want to be in front
Mario shook his head in disbelief. "We just have to find out why he has been texting her and put a stop to it. Not yell at her. And don't forget we have a stranger in our mist." I froze, staring at my meal. "We can't keep saying things like this in front of her, geez" Candela added. I flickered
I took a step back as his gray eyes rested on mine, looking like they were looking into my soul. I took in his gorgeous looks, adding to my racing heart. His insanely tall figure, fluffy-looking jet-black hair, enchanting gray eyes, cute nose, tempting lips and nice beards that make my fingers cra
We got out of the house and I took in the esthetics of the pool. There are tables and chairs for relaxation, a beautiful tree near them, shiny lights made of different colors and green carpet grass. The place is beyond beautiful. We walked towards the benches close to the huge pool. Mario didn
I stared at him. "My mum's name was Blanca. The first of the Altamira sisters. Aunt Candela is the second, then there is my favorite aunt, Dolores. The Moretti and Altamira families are bonded by marriage for some reason. It has been like that for a long time now. That's why my dad had to marry my
"Thank you," I said, smiling a little. "You are welcome, baby," he said, walking back to his seat and sat on it. Manuel and Carlos are seated opposite us and then.... Him. The Don. He is seated in the first head seat. I forced myself not to look his way. But I have to greet. Right? "Good
I hate my legs. I will get a wheelchair or anything! Just fuck my brains out, please! "Tell your itching pussy to cool it. Because I am not going to give it what it wants." No. Please. He moved his tongue in my ear again, killing me totally. "Adrian..." I whispered helplessly. "I am not
He stared at me blankly after I said what I said. It took me a lot to say that, but that's what I want. I have never wanted something so much in my life. Maybe after he fuck me, I will stop fantasizing about him. It would quench my strong hunger for him because I am not thinking straight anymo
My heart dropped. He maintained his gaze on me. "I don't....I don't know what you are talking about." I stuttered nervously. He scoffed. "That nervous stutter just gave you away." My heart pounded. "I am not a fool, little girl. I know it was you. The green eyes, delicate hands and slender
"Nothing serious but Mario is kinda wasted. The Don wants us to leave right now," he said. My heart picked up. "Oh. Okay," I said nervously as I approached him. We headed towards the dancing hall and Carlos led the way out of the club. He walked towards the car backseat and opened the door fo
As if the universe was on my side, the music, WAP by my girl Cardi B, began to play. I made slow and seductive steps towards the pole without taking my eyes off him. I grabbed hold of the pole and made a spin. With my back facing him, I leaned down slowly and seductively, twirling my waist to t
"Wait, that rich Don? What's his name again, Morelli, right?" the second one asked. "Yes, I think so." The third one internally. I scoffed internally in disbelief as I unzipped my purse again. "You should hurry, Deborah, before the madam gets angry. You know how she is. You have five minutes."
I have read about this in books. Mafia men and meetings in places like this. I wonder how they can hear themselves with the loud music playing. I continue gulping my drink non-stop without taking my eyes from the Don. He looked my way. I gulped my entire drink and licked my lips unknowingly
"A club? " "Yeah. It is Friday and not that late. We could hang out, have some drinks, have a little fun before we go to the mansion. And we will spend the weekend there." I stared at him. "Come on. You are going to love it," he said, smiling at me. I could use some fun. In here has been b