Lahat ng Kabanata ng Innocence Interrupted - A Mafia Story: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

RafaelI pick Madeleine up, and she immediately wraps her arms and legs around me, knowing that I have her.Watching her throw all her trust at me was intense and unexpected, but so welcome that I felt it in my bones. It's hard to believe that she's the same woman. The one I wanted to lock in a cage like a little bird.What the hell was I thinking?I step out of the shower with her still in my arms, and carry her to the bedroom, wondering how far I can push her before she stops me.Indulging in the darker parts of myself isn’t something I often do with women. The trust has to go both ways, and it rarely does. It’s why I hate one night stands.Once in the bedroom, I lower Madeleine to the floor and spin her around, pulling her flush against me. I nuzzle her neck, lapping droplets from her skin, while I wrap her breast in one hand, rolling her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger.I drop my free hand between her legs, parting her almost roughly before I seek out the wet warmth wai

MadeleineMy stomach is still roiling and my legs are weak, but I think I'm hiding it well. Rafael hasn't said an entire word about it all the way home. He's quiet, even as we make our way to the elevator that will take us straight up to the penthouse.I can’t believe I didn’t throw up on Bronwyn’s shoes. I’ve never stood up for myself like that, and it was terrifying, but at the same time it felt so good to finally get rid of all the anger I’ve been carrying around for that woman. To give her a little taste of the bitter pain she caused me.She is popular at Betsy’s old school, and all the other parents suck up to her. Like the pretty, but mean girl in high school everyone wants to be friends with. They just follow her around like sheep with the hopes that she’ll notice them one day.I’m home in time to tuck Betsy in, and for the first day in weeks I can read her a bedtime story. She falls asleep long before I’m done, but I keep going until I reach the end of the book. It’s soothing,

RafaelMy nerves are bundled tighter than a roll of twine as I watch the container ship coming in. The other two are right behind him.Madeleine showing up here complicated tonight's work. She infiltrated my mind, made it so I can't separate her out, can't protect her.Even now, as I watch the ship pulling in, I can't stop thinking about her. Can't stop worrying. And later, when we're alone, I'll have to remind her to stay out of my business. Quite how I'm going to drive the message home I don't know yet.Rossi gets off with the last ship. He looks around the docks at the open container, then reaches inside his jacket to get his firearm. His eyes flicker to my men. He shakes his head and drops his hand. "It's not worth it."I nod. "Smart decision.""Let them all go!" Anthony barks an order to his crew."You took tons of lil girls for Sforza," Frankie says.Anthony nods. "We worked through three middle men. I got my taste, but Sforza made the most money. Without him here... all that mon

MadeleineI watch him walk into the bathroom as if he didn’t just threaten to spank me, and I can’t figure out if he was serious or just playing with me. He made the threat before. When I just moved into the house, but he never followed through. Maybe it’s just something he does - make vague threats. “I thought you were going to spank me,” I say before I can stop myself.I’m still angry at him. Giving me orders and expecting me to blindly follow them without questions. Like I’m one of his guys.Rafael turns and watches me, his hazel eyes growing darker, fingers curling around the doorframe. “I never discipline when I’m angry.”Then he disappears into the bathroom without a word.I don’t even try to sleep. My heart pounds too loudly in my ears, and my thoughts dart around like fireflies in the dark. I shift on the bed, pulling my knees tighter to my chest, listening to the splashing water, waiting for it to stop. Every nerve in my body is on high alert. He didn’t admit to it, not alo

RafaelI have a lot more faith that Madeleine will be able to keep her temper in check when she speaks to Harris. After the scene in the bedroom it’s almost as if some kind of peace has settled over her. She’s quiet, introspective, but calm. I don’t think she’ll ever cease to amaze me. Every minute of every day, she surprises me a little more. I can see my life with her. I can see my entire future. The two things that used to be the most important to me, the family and the business, doesn’t seem quite so significant anymore. I open the glass door for Madeleine and stand back so she can step inside. The police station is cold, the air dry, floors as filthy as ever. We walk past the row of prostitutes waiting to be processed to the front desk. “Is Detective Harris in?” I ask.“Yes, Sir. He said to send you straight to room two.”An interogation room. Not his office. He wants to intimidate us. At least, he hopes he'll be able to frighten Madeleine. He knows I've been in too many inte