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The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 9
SolanaAbel's attempt to understand my hurt came as an unexpected surprise to me. Even though we were now married, I knew I meant nothing to him. I knew how much he loved his space. I knew how irritated he felt towards me for sharing that same space. For being a part of his life, and so, therefore, I'd expected cruelty. Snide remarks, shouting at any slight provocation, hatred... I'd expected all of it. But this, this kindness? This shocking concern...was any of it genuine at all? Was it borne out of pity? Did he really care? I didn't like it. I wanted him to hate me just like the rest, not care for me.And what was that sizzling heat that pooled between my legs when he held me down? My body had never betrayed me until today. Until that very moment. I made a mental note to avoid every circumstance where he'd be anywhere close to me. I couldn't trust my body around him at all.When I heard his footfalls recede down the hallway, I turned around, zeroing in on the tray of food he'd kept
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 10
SolanaI woke up the next morning, still feeling worse than a train wreck. The headache had reduced, but my arms still ached. A loud knock on the door drew my attention away from the duffel bag I was stuffing.I tucked a loose strand covering my left eye behind my ear, fully expecting it to be Abel. “Who is it?”“It's me, ma'am.” The accent was thick. Italian, and unfamiliar.“Come in.”He pushed the door open and stepped in, his tall frame intimidating. “The car is out front and ready.” I recognized him as the man who'd stood at the door after accompanying us here yesterday. He was also close to Abel — and was constantly by his side. Perhaps he worked as a bodyguard for him.He moved toward the two suitcases close to the dresser and hoisted them up, looking me over with that steely, haunting gaze of his. “Would that be all?”“Yes,” I replied. I could carry the duffel and my make-up bag. Abel had told me to pack just one suitcase because we weren't planning of staying in Calabria for
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 11
SolanaAfter a five-hour delay in Rome and an additional two-hour long drive to Abel's mansion from the airport, I was beyond tired. Dusk was fast approaching and my eyes could barely stay open so I could take in the environment of my new home. My only consolation was the fact that it was Abel's house and not the Stravkos family mansion. At least with Abel, things were a bit easier. I couldn't live with a man as evil as Norman Stravkos under the same roof for longer than a week.Abel's mansion was in a very reserved area in the heart of town. Tall iron gates pulled open for us as we approached, and the shimmering moonlight illuminated most of the empty space in the large compound. I got a better, more upfront glimpse of the mansion with its huge garage, outbuildings, and extensive and various types of landscaping lights. The grounds, from what I could make out, thanks to the moonlight were expansive, with painted white woods circling most of the property. It seemed to me that the driv
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 12
Solana“Jesus fucking Christ,” I screamed as I sat up, instinctively trying to cover myself up, which wasn't necessary anyway. The excessive bubbles floating all around us created a barrier between us. “How did you even...how dare you sneak up on me like that? What are you, fifteen?”“I didn't sneak up on you,” he rolled his eyes, his expression bored. “I've been knocking on that door for ten minutes, but I got no response.”He was still in his suit pants from yesterday evening, his sky-blue shirt rolled up, exposing the minimal golden hairs on his strong, muscled forearms. The first few buttons were popped open, and there was a thin-lined scar just above his left collarbone. It took me back six years ago. I remembered how I'd picked up on it, concentrating on it when I couldn't bear to look into his eyes anymore that cursed day.I felt my cheeks heat up as I glanced away. “I must have slipped away for a few minutes.”“Which is a very dangerous thing to do in a bathtub.”“Tell me some
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 13
AbelI'd never released so much pre-come at a time in my boxer briefs before. My cock still throbbed, even after I'd left her room. I felt so overwhelmed. Damn, she was so pretty. So sensual. And her fierceness, her snarky replies, her anger, and her hate all combined to make her irresistible. More than anything, I wanted her. I wanted to take her. Have her.Fuck her.The monster inside me was alive now and breathing fire, screaming at me to own her. To possess every inch of her.My cell phone trilled. I groaned in frustration as I tugged it out of my pocket and peered at the screen. It was Andrew.Now's not the right time, idiot.I swiped a thumb over the reject button, almost bumping into Lauren in the hallway on my way to my private office downstairs. “Oops.”“Oh my goodness. Mr. Stravkos, I'm so sorry!” she apologized, although I was the one not paying attention to where I was headed.“No need to apologize, Lauren. It's my fault, not yours.”I blew out a breath, raking a hand thr
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 14
AbelI woke up the next morning at exactly five o'clock. For the first time in the last three weeks, I slept an eight-hour-long, deep fulfilling sleep. It was an achievement, considering my usual two-three hours stints. It was a cold morning, and I lay there clutching the blanket tight around my neck, keeping my eyes closed, and wishing I could sleep off again. Fewer hours to get through the damn day, if I could sleep them off. But it wasn't happening. Instead, I grew more irritated with my morning breath.My cell phone beeped on the nightstand, startling me. I picked it up, double-tapping on the screen. It was a text from Andrew, and from the looks of the first few words visible, I could tell that he was still pissed about the meeting. I rolled my eyes as I unlocked my phone and deleted the message, without even reading it to the last word.I yawned and drew the covers back, sitting up. Rising to my feet, I rubbed my eyes as I sauntered naked over to the window, pulling the curtain a
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 15
Abel“Solana, wait up!” I called out when we drew near the kitchen door, the huge brown double doors that led to the dining room wide ajar. She swiveled around once to scoff at me, then ran straight into the house.I chased after her hotly, almost knocking over a maid who was busy shuffling around in the kitchen and setting things for breakfast. “Sorry!”“Solana!” I shouted, only a few steps behind her now. She panted as she went up the stairs two at a time, her chest heaving, and her speed and agility quite incredible for a girl. She suddenly missed a foot, a cry wringing past her lips as she fell, almost hitting her forehead on the edge of a stair when I reached out and caught her by the waist, lifting her, holding her close to my chest. She clung to me, her breathing heavy and I realized why she'd run away. Her face glistened, stained with tears and a few drops of mucus fell from her nose — the effect of the cold morning. Her eyes were puffy, face flushed scarlet.She shifted her e
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession 16
AbelI left her to stew while I showered. I'd never quite placed her to be such a trickster. She had me fooled with that kiss, with the thought that finally, I had her cornered. Had her submission. I'd thought she'd loved it at first, though she'd felt something. Maybe she had, at first. But then, the sense of her loyalty and sheer dislike for anything that had to do with me had prompted her to strike.Regardless, I was going to have the last laugh anyway. Sliding on new black shorts, I smirked as I thought about how best to punish her. I wanted to put her through something pleasurable, yet painful. Make her understand who was the master here.I tossed away the towel I'd been using to dry my hair on the bed and strode briskly toward the locked door that connected our rooms. I inserted the key into the lock and turned it, pushing the door open. She lay on her side, her dark curls spread all around the pillow, now dressed in nothing but a thin, pink see-through nightie that stopped just
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