The Mafia’s Baby Mama

It was a cold, chilly and long night. The city lights were on in their fullest capacity, and were reflecting into the bar where Marie Parker sat.

Inside the bar, people were grinding their bodies against each other, and the music was blasting loudly in their ears while people were engrossed in the rhythm-filled night.

It was a Friday night, and half of the city were in one club or lounge trying to de-stress from the exhausting week they had just had.

However, Marie couldn’t care any less about her environment, as she kept downing shots of alcohol like there were numerous cans of soda she often drank daily.

Raising another shot to her mouth, she looked at her ring finger where an engagement ring laid some hours ago. She felt hot tears forming in her eyes, and a strong sensation down in her throat.

She looked up, and blinked rapidly trying to get the tears to stop from rolling down her eyes.

Ignoring that feeling, she gulped the shot, and shook slightly at the sour taste.

“Marie, you really couldn’t have been more oblivious, huh?” She muttered to herself under her breath.

Never in a million years did she think the relationship she had invested her entire life in would end in the blink of an eye. Her so-called fiancée proposed to her one month ago, after they had dated for two years. It was the best day of her 22 years of existence. She didn’t care if they got married at such a young age, because she felt their love could avail all barriers.

What a wishful thinking!

However, two good years of her life! Gone just like that!

Gulping down another shot in front of her, the waiter looked at her with genuine concern, because he noticed the numerous men already eyeing the woman in front of him lustfully.

“Ma’am, if I were you, I would make that shot my last.” He told Marie with a concerned look.

She waved him off, and before long, one of the men giving her a lewd look all night finally approached her.

“Hey miss, would you like us to get out of here and have some real fun?” His eyes shone, as he stared down at her breasts with lust.

“Get off my sight, you man sluuut” Marie slurred, as she pushed rolled her eyes.

However, the man ignored her dismissal, and tried to take advantage of her by placing his hands on her waist to get her up.

“I like my women, feisty. We could finish this business somewhere else, and I hope you maintain this fiery attitude.” He responded with a mischievous smile plastered on his face.

Irritated, she pushed him off her, and got off her chair hastily, while shouting

“Even if I wanted to sleep with someone, it wouldn’t be with someone like you!”

The pervert wanted to approach her again despite her resistance, but she poured the last shot in his eyes to distract him.

Drunk, she staggered off her chair, and made for the door in a hurry. Due to her blurred vision, she bumped into a very tall and hard figure. She looked up to meet the most beautiful pair of eyes she has ever seen on a perfectly structured face.

Marie couldn’t make out his face properly, and she blurted out randomly

“Would you like to sleep with me? She stared into his eyes, waiting for an answer like a little child.

He was dressed up very mysteriously in an all-black outfit with a cap covering the details of his face. He exuded an aura that anyone could feel from miles away, and in her drunken state, she found it very random to meet such a man at the bar. She wanted to escape from the current situation of the pervert, and also get a sort of revenge on her ex-boyfriend.

Before she could react further, she felt his hands cover her little hands, heading straight outside to the back of the building from what she thought was the parking lot. Although it felt like he was helping her, it didn’t feel like he was exactly doing that because he was dragging her along a bit roughly.

He opened the door to one of the numerous cars in the parking lot, and shoved her inside. She was too drunk and lazy to protest so she just sat there admiring the beautiful man within her view. At this point, she couldn’t control her body and it started moving in its own.

She looked at him straight in the eyes, and she felt a wave of pleasure hit her. She could see his bright pink lips despite the darkness in the car.

“Where do you stay, young woman?” She heard the man say in a low, husky voice.

She was serious about sleeping with him, so she wasn’t going to spill where she stayed so that he’ll not drop her off, leaving her high and dry. Pretending not to understand his question, she slurred at him.

“Hiiiii” she slurred, as she moved her fingers along his arms seductively.

Ignoring her pleasantries, he asked her again with a more firm voice

“Where…is…your…address?” He said it one by one hoping she’d give a response this time.

However, she licked her lips, and undid the seatbelt he used to put her in place. Before he could react, she sat over him in the driver seat and started kissing him aggressively.

All their sense of withholding disappeared into thin air, as he began to kiss her back passionately. She wrapped her hands over his neck and he skillfully pressed a button that eased the chair to recline to the back.

Like an expert, she unbuttoned his clothes, and removed it with their lips still moving together in harmony with her eyes tightly shut.

In less than two minutes, their clothes were completely off and the night became a blur of unimaginable affairs and unthinkable pleasures.