All Chapters of Falling For The Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

KATHY"Fuck" I cursed, nearly jumping out of my own skin. I gripped my chest, heart pounding. I thought I was dead or going to be killed. I quickly spun around to look at the person that nearly gave me a heart attack. It was a tiny person, a little girl.She stood in the doorway, clutching a teddy bear. Stitch, from Lilo and Stitch.Blonde hair, blue eyes.She stared back at me totally unimpressed.Like I just got here and I'm already snooping around, worse I got caught."What?" I asked. The little girl sighed dramatically. "Dyadya Vik ne lyubit, kogda lyudi zakhodyat v ego kabinet."I blinked. "I don't speak Russian" I said softly. Another dramatic sigh."Uncle Vik" she started, pointing at the room then putting a finger on her neck and dragging it to the other side.She was trying to tell me he would kill me if he found me in here.I slowly backed away from the shelf.She raised a brow. She probably learnt that that from her "Uncle Vik" "Spy" she suddenly said and I ran out

KATHY I woke up surprising refreshed the next morning. Maybe it was the bed or maybe it was the good news I got from Gabby the previous night. Nana was stable and was almost ready to be discharged too. I felt like it was going to be a good day for me. I got dressed and came out of my room, closing the door quietly. I had barely taken two steps when I slammed into something solid. "Oof!" I exclaimed, stumbling backwards. I rubbed my forehead and wondered who I bumped into that felt like a fucking rock. I looked up. Viktor. Of course. He didn't even look like he had felt the impact meanwhile it felt like I had a bruise on my forehead. "You could at least pretend like that hurt" I muttered. "Good morning to you too" He said before walking right past me. "Seriously?" No reply, he just kept on walking. The man had the communication skills of a refrigerator. I followed him immediately trying to get him to say more than a few words. "Is ignor

VIKTOR I made one thing perfectly clear. If Katherine Bishop was going to work for me, she would be living in my mansion. I was still standing in front of Zuri. "Miss Bishop left this afternoon, sir. She hasn't returned" This afternoon and look at the time. It was already past 9pm. I walked out and went into my room, I dialed her number which I had gotten from her resume. "Come home. Now." I barked into the phone. "What?" She asked. Her voice making me even more angrier. "Now, Zayka." I hung up on her and threw the phone on the bed. Why the fuck was I so worked up. She wasn't my woman. She didn't even mean anything to me. She was probably at her grandmother's, I knew this. Yet... I had never met a woman that has disobeyed me this much. I already told her about staying in the mansion so imagine my surprise when Yuri told me she had left the house hours ago. Without permission. I rubbed my temple. I was annoyed by her disobedience. Mostly because

KATHYThe third week inside Viktor's mansion was the longest week of my life.I barely saw him in the house.Most mornings, he had already left before I woke up. On the rare nights he returned before midnight, I'd only catch a glimpse of him from the top of the staircase before he disappeared into his study or bedroom without so much as a glance in my direction.It was strange.Not seeing him should have made my job easier.Instead, the mansion felt empty, not being able to converse with him or stir up an argument.Maybe it was what Natalia told him the other night.Was he rethinking his decision? Was he avoiding me because of his sister-in-law?Figures.The security around the estate had doubled over the past week.New guards stood at nearly every entrance and hallway. Even walking into the garden earned me suspicious looks. If I wanted to leave the property, someone wanted to know where I was going, when I'd be back, and whether I needed an escort.It was suffocating.I was supposed

KATHYI hate him. Fuck I hate him so much. For making me feel this way. For getting me so fucking wet and leaving me hanging. "Fuck you, Viktor" I groaned and crashed on my bed. I laid on my bed with just one soft light on. The room felt warmer than usual. I took off my clothes and dropped everything to the floor.Then I relaxed on the bed, facing the ceiling completely naked.My heart was beating fast because I wanted to touch myself. I was thinking about Viktor and how he left me hanging.I started by running my hands over my body. I felt my sides, my hips, and my breasts. My nipples got hard right away. I held my breasts and rubbed my nipples with my thumbs. It felt so good. I pictured Viktor’s strong hands doing it instead. Little sparks went down between my legs. I sighed softly.My hand moved down my stomach to the spot between my legs. I was already so wet down there. I opened my legs wider and touched the soft parts with my fingers. I rubbed slowly at first, right on my c