The Mafia Nanny Kiss 소설 & 이야기

(NFTMB) Chapter 7 Alessandro (A mistake) I angrily swiped the contents of my table to the floor. I made a mistake last night. A very nasty mistake. I slept with my son's nanny last night. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing. How ludicrous. She acted civil and professional with me this morning. I was surprised. Last night was her first time and she did not let her emotions get the best of her. She was very respectful this morning and if not for the fact that I noticed she did not look at my face but kept her gaze low, I would've said it was all a dream.

"Honestly, Mr. Alcantara, as long as the cash clears every week, you could be running an underground fight club for all I care. I'm just here to make sure the kid doesn't choke on a chicken nugget." "I am serious, Serenia," he insisted, his voice low and dangerous. "Breaking any of these rules won't just get you fired. It will have severe consequences." "Got it. Mind my own business," I said. I flipped to the final page, signing my name with a quick, decisive scribble on the dotted line. "There. Officially your nanny." Matteo reached out to take the folder back, but before his fingers could touch the leather, the quiet of the mansion was completely shattered.

CHAPTER 11 Beautiful yet Destructive~ JASMINE VALE Dormani didn't stop, he pushed me down the table, spread my private lips, and feasted as though he was a starved man in the Sahara. I screamed, my hands finding his gelled hair as he did something no man had ever done to my body. "Oh god....God, no..." "It's Dormani mia bambina. Dormani not God." He huskily said, pressing kisses on my privates.

Tasi scoffed and tapped my shoulders, “ Natalya chill for once, we just got here so let's enjoy the stuff…” I shook my head, “ We can't enjoy shit anywhere we go, this is the Mafia's were talking about, if they ever do something nice for us, it initially means what we are offering back must be huge too” Tasi raised a brow at me, “ So you're saying that they are bribing us or what ?” She spat the words out to show that she was slightly irritated with my thinking but I have to draw her back to reality. “This is the people that offered us only Porridge even after a tough training and you think, they'd offer us comfort and not take out soul's with it ?”.

Alica let out a sarcastic laugh and asked who she thought she was to issue warnings. “Maybe you’ve forgotten where you are,” the nanny replied coolly. She leaned in close to Alica’s ear and whispered, “In this mansion, you’re the one whose name means nothing to me.” “You’d better learn how to behave,” she added, lifting her chin as she turned and walked away. Despite her worn clothes, the nanny’s charisma and beauty remained undeniable. There was confidence and authority in every word she spoke. “Camilla Nicastro! You bitch!” A few maids gasped and covered their mouths, shocked to see Alica lose her composure.

He billowed smoke into the air in the most nonchalant fashion ever, then proceeded to smirk at me. What was the smirk for? “Your conversation with Doctor Kennedy wasn't a random one, don't lie to me, Nyssa. You spoke to him yesterday. I was in the same hall with you. I notice things, Nyssa. There's a reason why I'm one of the biggest mafia lords in Cleveland alongside your boss.” I lowered my eyes to the floor as I berated myself for coming to the toilet once again. What was I even doing? “Yes, it wasn't random. I told him something I had observed with his bracelets, and he used my advice. He was telling me how much he appreciated it today. That's all.”

I could tell how much Mama adores her, and it seemed like Anna really enjoyed the Ivanov matriarch's unique brand of crazy. But then new images start floating into the mix. Anna at the kitchen island, giggling and spooning cookie dough with a beautiful little girl who has Mama's hair and Anna's eyes. That same little girl snuggled between us while we watch a movie. It is so crazy to want that? Is it so wrong to want Anna to be my wife? I give myself a little shake to brush off the invasive ideas. None of them do anything productive for the company or the Bratva. I was getting along just fine, back when all this family lovey-dovey stuff was Nik's problem and not mine.

So no need to be jealous. 'I know. Still keep him one feet away from you and then help him as much as you want. Because this Mafia King's rights are reserved on you. You belong to me as much as my breaths belong to you.' He said in his most sexy dominating voice and then pulled her into a soft yet deep kiss. ************** ************** Working on next mature chapter. Bye !! ahmm ahmm Yours The Cloud

Billions of dollars, that had now rightfully belonged to him. “Marco, get the money while I take care of this little kitten.” He said and pulled her closer to him. He circled his hand around her waist to steady her upright while he glared down at her, displeased with her attempt to escape. The kid had unknowingly entangled herself in an extremely deadly mess, biting onto a mafia’s hand. “Kitten, let’s have a chat shall we? I want to discuss how you will be able to take your punishment, considering you are,” he looks down at her long legs and scrunches his nose in disgust and snickers, “crippled.”

I snapped at him. "But a get-back-together kiss could solve everything baby girl. I know you still want me." He blew me a kiss and pulled me closer to him making our chests collide. The mere touch of his skin against mine was enough to make me take action immediately. I pushed his chest back and then brought up my hand to slap him on the face, but he grabbed my hand and smirked at me again. I harshly pulled my hand away from his tight grip and then swung my other fist aiming the side of his face. But I forgot that he's also a Mafia's son, so of course he's good in defending himself.