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Mrs. M is the third book in Love For The Wicked Series.1|Devin2|Evan3|Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife.My other completed books.~Dangerous Desire Series~
1|Falling For My Husband2|A Game With No RulesPromise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.]HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery RomanceAll of my books are stand-alone. But following the series order would be the best way to read Love For The Wicked and Dangerous Desire.A little note, there are details I had to change while writing Mrs. M from Devin and Evan to fit in for the plot.
Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.
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Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 11|The Team
~Klaus~ “I thought you’re on vacation indefinitely, boss,” Kai was first to greet me as I stepped inside the game room at The Dugout basement, a nightclub I own in the heart of Manhattan. Over the years, I’ve grown a liking for building up new businesses or buying ones almost close to bankruptcy, challenging myself on how to make them flourish. I never thought I’d find great use of what once was just a pastime today, just like I never thought I’d be on the brink of losing the mafia. “Who says I’m not?” I smirked, returning Kai’s pat on the back. We mainly use the game room or man cave, as Rylee called it, as a place where we lounge, like a group of friends just having fun. Inside was a sectional with a chase facing two single sofas and a glass coffee table in between. Lining the walls were all kinds of gaming necessities, from wide screens and random gaming posters to arcade machines. Alongside the entry was a bar where Ro and Ash were fixing our drinks. “I heard Rylee finally bum
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 12|What I Do Best
~Klaus~Rylee: Be back tonight, gonna work with Rain on a sweep.My brows furrowed. Rain? I haven’t met any of Rylee’s friends or coworkers, and I already hate this guy.Klaus: I thought Black Hand agents work alone?The three little dots danced for a second before they stopped. Waiting for them to come out again, I gnawed on my lip, already tasting blood.Rylee: We talked about this, Klaus.That doesn’t answer my question, and that doesn’t lessen this annoyance poaching in my chest. We agreed that she could still take up jobs for Black Hand, but her work didn’t bother me at all. I wanted to know if Rain was a man or woman but didn’t want to come off as a jealous prick because I’m not.I’m not jealous, am I?But Rain sounds like a man’s name.I grumbled in annoyance, gaining eyes from Ghost. He sat on the other side of the oakwood table, looking into the Martinelli Holdings server while talking with Ash over the phone, who tapped into the company server physically.“What!?” I grunted,
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 13|Our First Night
~Klaus~For the third time, I raised my hand, fist clenched tight, ready to knock on Rylee’s door. For the third time, I dropped my hands, cursing myself for being such a dick.Sighing, I pressed my forehead on her door, wondering why my mouth seemed to act on autopilot and say the wrong things when I was around her.She’s right. She’s here because of our agreement. I have no right to demand anything apart from the clauses we agreed upon, and she has broken none of those.Tail tucked between my legs, I turned and decided to wait until morning, but I heard her calling my name. I thought I imagined it when she called my name again, a lot louder this time, just what her closed door would allow.I twisted the knob and pushed it open. The lights from the hallway soaked her room in obscured light.Rylee sat on the carpet, back against the edge of her bed.I stood by the door frame, unsure of what to do. I can’t make out if she is still mad or if it’s safe to come closer without the danger o
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 14|That Stupid, Tiny Part
~Rylee~Feeling my eyes on him, Klaus stirred awake.Breaking dawn arrived rather quicker than what I had hoped for. I wanted to stay tangled in Klaus’ arms longer, but time took its course. He was so warm, and he smelled so good, like fresh air after the rain with a pinch of spice and mint. I couldn’t point it out even though I had been sniffing him since I opened my eyes an hour ago.I’ve memorized each masculine dip and slope upper body, the freckles that dusted his nose and cheeks, the stubble I long to feel grazing my skin, tracing them with my eyes and fingers; I wonder why he remained asleep. I wasn’t actually subtle in ogling him. When his green eyes met my brown ones, I blushed under his scrutinizing gaze but didn’t try to look away.“Perving?”My God, his bed voice is a little rough like fine sand on the beach. It was so hot and sexy it sent shivers to every nerve ending of my body, waking my dormant lady parts to life.I hummed, pressing my cheeks on his chest. If my sudden
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 15|Rightfully Mine
~Klaus~I didn’t leave the penthouse until Doc Kidd did a thorough check-up on Rylee. Guilt over what I had done last night still loomed over my head. I was an asshole. I should’ve asked her like a normal human being would.I had to keep in mind that Rylee is not my employee, but my girlfriend.“What’s up with you?” Ghost asked. We are on our way to dad’s Hamptons estate. He called for a sudden family meeting, and I didn’t really have it in me to face all the heads of the Martinelli mafia.I’m still mad about what dad did to me, but I had to show up and get a feel of the situation personally.Whoever hired the hacker who tapped into my computer is an expert in these situations. They hide their traces well. And there are only a handful of people in the underworld that could match my team’s abilities.‘Better than me,’ Ash said, ‘but no one can outwit Ghost and I.’It’s what I loved about my team. I hand-picked them because we have one thing in common. We are no quitters. The more chall
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 16|The Talk And More
~Klaus~Dad is clearly into something. Things are not what it seems, and I feel like I was a character in a story he was authoring.He didn’t agree with me nor argue. He just said that before he took over, the mafia and Martinelli Holdings had been two separate businesses of the family. Since I was his only child, he merged the two businesses, thinking there was no need for doing things separately. It was easier to oversee things that way.I’m on floating status, awaiting dad’s verdict.“Do you think it’s the right move?” Ghost asked on our way back to the city.Dad’s siblings second his notion. In fact, they even looked happy at the prospect of seeing the mafia be separated from our legal business. Kino and Davide were the only ones who didn’t seem thrilled by the idea.“I had to get back inside the circle somehow,” I said, gazing into the slowly setting sun. “Someone in that meeting is behind all this.”“Davide and Kino?” Ro supplied.“They have every reason to want me out of their
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 17|As Expected
~Klaus~ Ice cold droplets stung my skin. I’d been under the shower for ten minutes, yet my cock was still stiff; it could cut a diamond in half. I groaned, slamming my fist on the tiled wall. Fucking wildfire. Once I get my hand on her, she will learn never to taunt me like this. ~Rylee~ Kids were taught never to play with fire. It’s dangerous; it will burn you if you’re not careful. I don’t know why I dared play with fire. Yes, I am a spy, an assassin if needed to be, but I don’t think I’ve ever included pyro dancing in my CV. Now, the question is, why the fuck am I playing catch fire with Klaus Martinelli? “Rylee, Rylee, Rylee,” I murmured, blinking into the darkness bathing my room. “Don’t play with fire. Since when did you become such a pyromaniac?” My cheeks are red; my skin warm. I can still feel his fingers on my navel, the delicious burn where his lips had been. And my God, rumor has it of how well endowed he is. I might have seen the outline of his hard-on a few times
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 18|Lost In Her Honesty
~Klaus~“Who?!” Devin coughed on his beer.“Rylee,” Evan squeezed my shoulder, chuckling.The party was in full swing, but I couldn’t pay attention to anything. My eyes kept drifting where Cali and Rylee disappeared, waiting for my girlfriend. It’s not that I don’t trust Rylee; it’s her kidnapper I am worried about.Don’t get me wrong, Cali is my cousin, and I love that girl, but she can be a pain in my ass if she wants to be. From the bottom of her heart, I know she cares for me, too. She got that tough love going on for me since she was little, acting like she was my age growing up when she’s typically my younger sister, and I fear she might brainwash Rylee to run for the hills.“Rylee Allen?” Devin asked skeptically.Why was it so hard to believe that Rylee and I are together? Well, to their defense, I couldn’t believe it either. And the sad truth is, she wouldn’t be with me if not for our deal, but they didn’t have to know that.I leaned an elbow on the bar counter where we had be
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