Mafia Nanny Kiss Novels & Stories

But I don't dare to ask questions. "I can't ensure your safety, Principessa." His voice drops as he uses his fingers to move a few pieces of hair out of my face and he's so close that his breath tickles the skin of my nose. "You understand, don't you?" His accent slightly peeks out as he murmurs the last sentence and my insides melt. Woah. Butterflies erupt in my stomach at how close he is and his touch. Before I realize what he's doing. Alejandro Gonzalez was a mafia Don, which meant he knew how to manipulate people into getting what he wanted.

I whispered in her ear and kissed her cheek. She joined me in the kitchen fifteen minutes later, as she wrapped her arms around my waist and slithered down to my groin. "I don't understand why you won't get a nanny. We could have our uninterrupted sex you know..." I turned and faced her. "I like taking care of her, I want her to have our love, not our nanny's, you know this already baby. Now just fuck me pet." The nickname gets me hard every fucking time. I started kissing her neck and untied her robe and pushed her back to the wall. She was arching her back giving me more access to her voluptuous body.

No one… except for one name: Salvador. Her grandfather's closest friend, Don Augusto Salvador, had stepped in. A quiet but powerful man in the business world, respected and feared in equal measure. His offer was simple—too simple. “My grandson needs a wife. Your granddaughter needs saving. Let’s restore what was lost—for both our families.” And just like that, the terms were set. No dowry, no courtship, no love. Just a name for a name. A Narciso for a Salvador. Tymm had said no, of course. She cried. Screamed. Begged. Told her grandfather she couldn’t marry a stranger—especially not Harrison Salvador.

A kiss. That damn kiss! “Does this mean we have a new mommy?” Monique’s smile and brighten face upon waking up and seeing her father kissing their nanny. The words from the little girl, and added by Cole’s smile that is hunting Cath by the moment. “Seriously?” Cath protested, all after Sam stupidly, yet not Kiss her in front of the crowed after winning that worsen her standing as the lover of the top bachelor. “How was the feeling of being kissed in front of the crowed?”

Kissing my forehead he said " How was your day? " " It was fine but I don't need a nanny for my child. " I snapped at him and before he could manipulate me with his tactic words there was a knock on the door. *knock* *knock* " Come in " I said because he was busy glaring at me while I sniffed my nose. The maid entered inside the room with a glass of milk and fruit salad with my favorite black salt over it. " There is no choco syrup in the milk " I complaint when I took a sip of the milk to which the maid looked at Antonio making me roll my eyes at the maid before telling her " Stop listening to his order. It's not him who is pregnant. It's I who is carrying a baby and it's I who is gonna eat

She knew what she was getting into, but with the Mafia Boss? “I have more enemies than I can count,” continued Damian, “And they would do anything to get their hands on my only nephew, whom I consider a son. Only Heir to the Ricci name.” He paused. It was a lot to take in for Cassie. She had all those years of training, but it seemed like they had disappeared. “And that’s where you come in, Elite Nanny.” Said Damian, walking closer to Cassie, with both hands in his pocket.

I relaxed and grabbed her gently, she kissed me again and I kissed her back. The Mafia king King Dominic let a girl kiss him and he kissed her, I don't know if it's the alcohol but he kissed her. He Kissed her back.

I end the call and lean back in my booth, watching her from the shadows. She’s so close I could walk over and touch her right now. But I won’t. A smirk plays at my lips as I down my drink. “Hide well, moya Iyabov.” Run free. Find someone else. Pretend you never belonged to me. But when we meet again—and we will meet again—you won’t escape me a second time, mi amor. From the moment I tasted you, claimed your innocence and your heart, you’ve been mine. Mine alone. And you can never hide the truth—that you once belonged to this ruthless mafia… as his nanny.

he swear. "He got kissed on the lips by a member last night. Yunno what that is?" "I hope they kill his ass" He sighs and waves Gray for another sick of cigarette. "You're unbelievable. I'm going over to the counter to grab a drink." Rowan sigh and stood up walking away. In Mafia, getting kissed on the lips is a sign that you're about to get killed. So Waylen, is recently on a low. Just trying to be careful and he doesn't seem to know his enemy's.

I knew from his thick Russian accent that it was Igor Ivanov, don of the Russian mafia who I was partners with. We went on talking and catching up with each other until he was whisked away by his wife who was already tired and ready to go home. It surprised me to see how he could fold with just one look from his wife, it made me think about Yanna, I won’t deny that I was whipped for her. My eyes unconsciously wander to find Yanna and I spot her at the end of the hall, she was laughing, looking as beautiful as ever causing a small smile to appear on my lips as I made my way up to her.