The Mafia Emperor

The Mafia Emperor Copyright © 2022 by 

Seerat Kaur 

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THE MAFIA EMPEROR - Book Two

          Excitement blasted through my veins as I stepped into my husband's house. Our new home! I always wanted to be in New York before my wedding. But when I got married to him, I thought all my dreams would end in ashes. But he changed my thoughts and brought happiness to my life. There was no regret in my life now. It was only us. 

                 & Happiness! 

     He folded his strong fingers around my hand and stepped into our room. The room was huge but different from our house in Hyderabad. It was a giant room and its walls were filled with his childhood memories. My eyes rested on a cute picture of his. 

      I could perceive uplifting feelings," Oh my Gosh! It's you. " I poked my finger at the picture on the wall. 

      He hugged me from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder. His one-day-old stubble was crude against my skin and I was liking it. I covered his hand with mine, " Guess, '' He whispered. 

      " Of course, it's you. See! You have amber eyes. " I touched his cute little face, slithering my finger over his eyebrow. But there was no cut. 

      " Hm, " He hummed and placed a kiss on my neck, " Get some rest, you're looking tired. " He said, lifting his chin from my shoulder. 

      I turned on my heels and gazed at him, " Where are you going? " I asked him, my smile flattered. 

      " Some business," He shoved his hands in his pants pocket and shrugged one shoulder, almost touching his cheek. 

      I raked my eyes on his face and stopped them at his two cuts on the left eyebrow. I stepped ahead and touched it softly with the pads of my fingers, " It makes you more handsome. " I whispered as I smiled again. 

      He smirked a little and tapped his hand on my waistline, " Only this? " He raised the same eyebrow. 

      " Your eyes, " I giggled. 

      " And! " He stepped ahead, deepening his smile. 

      I bit my upper lip with my bottom teeth and lowered my eyes with shyness. He tilted up my chin, holding it softly between his fingers. I fought the urge to run my tongue on my suddenly feeling dry lips as he straight glanced in my eyes. I never thought when I saw him standing in the center of a powerful people's troop that I'd love him more than myself. And he'd give me the happiness of the entire world. 

      " We can sneak some time for ourselves. " He said, winking at me.

      My stomach churned, " But you said that you're busy." The corners of my lips turned up, making an arch. 

     " Not for you, " He said and kissed my forehead.

      Feelings swirled inside me, " I love you, Duante." I stepped closer and inhaled his scent. 

      " Love you too," He kissed my head again, "You're my blessing by God. " He said and embraced me. His words melted my heart. I tightened my arms around him.