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39: Perfect ring for a perfect Woman
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Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 40: Will you marry me Avery
Avery's POV The wait was getting painfully annoying. I mean, I thought we were cool. He'd carried me into the room without saying a word to me even when I tried to start a conversation with him. I had even gone to his study, to try and talk to him, he'd acted cool, made me believe he was ready for some steamy time. I had freshened up and slid into the only sexy dress I own. It was way too short compared to what I was used to, exposing more cleavage than was necessary. The dress was all Sydney's idea. She'd suggested it some days ago, I did get it but didn't bother wearing it. If a man was going to love me, it wouldn't be because of how much skin I expose, right? An hour had already passed. I called his number and he wouldn't pick up. Maybe he was pissed after all and just didn't want to show it or was this my punishment? If it was he won because I feel stupid as hell. Munching on the snacks Aiden had them bring to me, I sat quietly as my thoughts made the loudest noise, not liter
Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 39: Perfect ring for a perfect Woman
Aiden's Pov"What the fuck was the meaning of what I saw out there?" I asked Stephan when we were in the study.I had carried my wife, Avery to our room— our room? She was so determined to explain and I was determined to not listen. I knew none of that was her doing so I had to find out from Stephan. Why on earth would he carry my woman, my Avery in his arms like that?"Boss, I had to. You had asked that I make sure she was safe, that is what I did." He said with a straight face.I folded my fingers into a fist. It was all I could do to keep myself under control. "Don't let me ask that question a second time." "She was excited about some fireworks and kept running to see it clearly. Believe me boss, I tried stopping her, I advised her not to. When she didn't listen and continued running, I stopped her by carrying her." Stephan said, matter of factly.Wait… fireworks? The same fireworks I had seen on my way back? "She was excited about that?" I asked. My voice had softened."Boss,
Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 40: Will you marry me Avery
Avery's POVThe wait was getting painfully annoying. I mean, I thought we were cool. He'd carried me into the room without saying a word to me even when I tried to start a conversation with him.I had even gone to his study, to try and talk to him, he'd acted cool, made me believe he was ready for some steamy time. I had freshened up and slid into the only sexy dress I own. It was way too short compared to what I was used to, exposing more cleavage than was necessary. The dress was all Sydney's idea. She'd suggested it some days ago, I did get it but didn't bother wearing it. If a man was going to love me, it wouldn't be because of how much skin I expose, right?An hour had already passed. I called his number and he wouldn't pick up. Maybe he was pissed after all and just didn't want to show it or was this my punishment? If it was he won because I feel stupid as hell.Munching on the snacks Aiden had them bring to me, I sat quietly as my thoughts made the loudest noise, not literally
Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 38: Fruitless search
Aiden’s pov The search turned out fruitless. Going over to the enemy territory right now, would be pure stupidity. I had no proof whatsoever if she had been taken or not and aunt Rosa always disconnects from the world every now and then— no phones, nothing, just her and nature and whatever business she’s got in Mexico. What if she was really at the hands of the Martins or any of the enemy? No, it can’t be. This was Aunt Rosa, Queen Rosa, no way they’d try shit. I made certain news of her disappearance got to the right ears— Allies, especially those loyal to Rosa. She may not own her own mafia, but she was considered boss and leader by many.It was time to head home. “Simon, draft a petition for Rosa’s release— safe and unharmed. Forward it to Zucchini, he’ll know what to do.”“Yes, boss.” With each passing minute, my anxiety grew. What if I fail at protecting my family? With the new addition, my unborn child, I need to be on my toes, ready for action. Soon, our feud with the Ma
Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 37: One good and one bad news
Aiden’s POV “Your wife is not sick, Mr. Armstrong. She’s pregnant. Congratulations!”“What‽” I exclaimed. Realizing that my reaction might scare Avery, I cleared my throat and continued in a softer tone. “I mean, you’re sure?”“Yes. I’ll forward the result to. I must inform you, your wife needs extra attention and care right now. Fatigue and a little illness is normal but without proper care—”“Thank you, Doctor Moreland.” I interrupted his speech. I wasn’t about to listen to his sermon. What did he take me for? An idiot? Of course I’ll take care of Avery and my child. Why was I so excited about this? I began racking my brain, thinking of the best way to keep my wife and child safe. I had to put an end to all of this sooner rather than later.“What’s wrong with me, Aiden, am I dying?” Avery asked, her voice shook with fear.Fuck, no! No way she was dying, not under my watch. I laid on the bed and gathered her in my arms. My heart raced, I could hear it in my ears. I was happy about
Mafia's fetish: Bound by a contract 36: Doctors report
Avery’s POVI opened my eyes to find Aiden’s face hovering over mine. He looked worried. How long was I out?“You’re awake. How are you feeling, Avery?” Aiden asked, looking and sounding concerned. His brows were knitted together in worry. “I feel fine but tired for some reason.” At these words, Aiden held my face in his hands, looking into my eyes. He was acting like a doctor, trying to confirm if my words were true. “Are you hungry? I could ask the cook to make you something nice. A huge smile spread across my lips.“Thank you, Aiden. That’ll be nice, I’m starving.”“Good to hear.” He said with a smile.A few minutes later, food was brought up. I immediately sat up to eat. Aiden walked over to me, placed more pillows behind me so I could rest on them. “Time for you to eat.” I nodded at his statement, reaching for the plate, my fingers brushed against his, we’d both reached for the plate.When he looked up at me, his gaze was intense. For no reason at all, I felt a little shy under
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