All Chapters of The Mafia's Nun: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

Stefano sauntered into the grand and spacious bedroom which was impeccably clean, orderly and interiorly decorated to his taste. He tossed his suit into a single armchair, took off his cuff links and placed them on the dresser. He turned towards a tall wall-length mirror that spanned from almost the ceiling to the floor, then began to loosen at his tie. He started unbuttoning his shirt, after tossing the tie to join his suit on the chair. He had had a long day, and he was exhausted. He glanced at his wristwatch as he started to remove it; it was 12:47 a.m., several minutes past midnight already.He hadn't imagined the business transaction to take as long as it did, but fortunately, he had sold most of his merchandise, and at extremely good prices at that. He turned to place his wristwatch on a dresser beside the tall mirror. He was about unbuttoning the remaining three buttons when he suddenly stopped and listened for a brief moment, then he pressed a hidden

Stefano returned from his office and joined Dino at a table. He adjusted the ends of his suit and leaned over the table with a displeased look on his face. "What went wrong?" He asked."We lost two of our men," Dino answered, looking angry and dejected. "We were ambushed on our way to deliver the shipments."Stefano frowned deeply. "How is that possible?! This was supposed to be known only among a few of my trusted men!" He slammed the table."I have no idea, boss. Whoever the mole is surely has keen hearing or appears in places he or she shouldn't be. One of the trucks loaded with the shipments was hijacked, we were only able to save the remaining four.""Who would dare steal from a Franchetti and murder two of my men?!" Stefano said irately. He leaned back into his seat as he began to think. "I feel it deep in my bones that that serpent, Giuliano, has a hand in this."Dino exhaled. "We can't be certain, boss. You have a lot of enemies, remember?""Perhaps e

"I want a change of job! In fact, I want to leave... Get the hell out of this damn place!" She said."You have been entrusted in my care, so you are going nowhere!""I didn't come here to be one of your nude waitresses who go around flaunting their bodies and having wads of cash tucked into their thongs or bras!" Then she eyed him warily but suspiciously. "I'm sure you'd love to revel in a new sight, that’s why."A mocking smile formed on his face now. "You? Oh, don’t flatter yourself!" He scoffed, running his gaze up her body. "There's nothing special about your body, I have seen better, and trust me when I say that you don’t even stand a chance. I'm sure at the devil's loo where Renata picked you from, Armo's men must have ravished you till there's nothing left, if not the very badger himself."Sarah glared at him now. "Get the hell out of my room!"His mocking smile remained static for a while. "The truth hurts, doesn't it?" He tested."You lack etiquette. You should go to Dino to

"You do your duties like the waitress you are supposed to be and give me no troubles, I'll pretend you don't exist, but if you keep being a thorn in my flesh, Sarah, I'll take you..." He swept his eyes down her body trying to remember how she looked in her undies anytime he watched her through the secret two-way mirror. "...and I mean..." He took a step forward till their noses were barely inches apart. "...every part of you... unsparingly."She swallowed hard, her heart thudding in her chest as she tried to shut out not only his imposing height from her mind, but also his intimidating aura and his lusty countenance accompanied with such a voice that could do a lot to any woman. His breath was warm against her lips, and she found herself surrendering to the depths of his intense gaze. Maybe Lise was right after all, even though Stefano was a cold-blooded murderer, he still had a certain aura that made him irresistible to the opposite sex.Gosh! What the hell was she thinking? She lo

Stefano watched her. In fact, he had even pulled a chair and a small table before the mirror and he sat there enjoying the scenery playing before him. The upper buttons of his shirt were open, revealing the smooth fine hairs on his chest as he smoked a cigar, occasionally flicking the ash into the ashtray. He didn't know why he reveled in watching her, but it seemed to soothe his nerves after a hard day’s work. He figured that she was restless tonight, and he didn't know why. He remembered he had watched her dance and lip-sync like one born for just that purpose. While he had admiringly watched her perform on stage, she had occasionally shot daggers at him which only he could perceive and he knew that she was mad at him, but she was good at masking it whenever she turned to look at the rest of the audience. Even some of the waitresses and the strippers had joined her in making the performance wonderful. And damn, those long legs of hers were something to drool over. He couldn't