The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire

ANTONIO The bastard’s way of retaliating ended up costing me millions, far exceeding the value of his damn car. It wasn’t just the financial hit that bothered me, but also the disappointment it would bring to my customers. The arrival of the products had been delayed and had had my customers breathing down my neck, threatening to take their business elsewhere if I didn’t deliver by week’s end. And just when the products finally arrived, that bloody Diego sold me out to the feds. He would pay for what he did, and of that, I would make sure. “When is the annual golden auction again?” I asked Marco. The golden auction was an annual gathering for New York’s elites that was initially conceived to raise funds for the less privileged but is now largely attended by the wealthy to flaunt their wealth and power. Nonetheless, it remains a prime opportunity for networking. Initially, I had intended to skip this year’s event, but not anymore. Now I had other plans. “Tomorrow.” He replied. “Get prepared. We are going.” I informed him. Turning around, I began to walk back to the bedroom. “Thought you didn’t want to go for this year’s event?” “Change of plans.” I turned to look at him long enough to say. “We are going for Diego.” I didn’t wait for his response before pushing the bedroom door open and slipping inside. I paused, taking a moment to absorb the sight of the woman on the bed. She was already fast asleep, looking so beautiful and at peace-that soothed the storm within me. I felt at peace, knowing she felt safe under my wings. Gently, I laid beside her, wrapping my arm around her waist and taking in her sweet scent until sleep embraced me into its calmness.

*** ROSALINDA The rays of sunshine shone through the open blinds, the warmth hitting my face soothingly. “Sleeping beauty.” Antonio’s mesmerising voice came from behind. With a smile curling on my lips, I turned to see him on the other side of the bed. My eyes lit up in surprise and excitement, the smile on my lips spreading even wider when I saw the tray sitting beautifully on the bed.

“What’s this?” I asked as I stared at the pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and cup of coffee on the tray. He chuckled. “Breakfast in bed, princess.” My heart tinged and swelled up with an immeasurable love that I thought it was going to explode. I had fallen deeply for this man, and there was no going back.

“I love you.” I said, the smile on my face never fading away.

His smile was even wider. “I love you more.”

Sitting up, I munched on the food while he watched me with a look I could only interpret as a combination of love, pride, and satisfaction. It was so delicious that I rushed to eat it, devouring it like a hungry lion. Or maybe I was indeed hungry. I didn’t utter a single word while I ate.

“Who made it?” I asked when I finally finished eating.

“Yours truly.” He said with pride, gesturing at himself.

I shot him a skeptical look. “Are you sure?”

“Why?” He moved closer to me and leaned in until I could feel his warm breath on my neck. “Don’t ever doubt my cooking skills.”

A lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed. “What if I did?”

“I’d punish you.” He breathed into my neck.

“How-”

I gasped, caught by surprise, when he flipped me over, face down and ass up. He folded my nightwear up until my bare ass was exposed.

“What-”

I was cut off with a spank on my ass. A painful but sweet sting rippled through my ass, and I found myself licking my lips.

“Don’t ever doubt my cooking skills again.” He spanked me again, causing me to let out a satisfactory whimper. “Do you understand?”

“No.” I wanted more.

He spanked me again. “Do you understand?”

“No.”

My phone suddenly started ringing, and I peeked over to see Mama’s name flashing on the screen. I quickly jerked up to reach for the phone, but Antonio held me back.

“You’ll talk to her later. You are being punished.”

That was hot. But no matter how much I wanted to stay back and willfully receive all the pleasurable punishment he had to give me, I couldn’t ignore her call. I felt bad already for the way things turned out yesterday, and I couldn’t add to her worry by ignoring her calls. I knew how worried Mama could get.

Blowing out a sharp breath, I jerked up and moved so fast, jumping out of bed and grabbing the phone before Antonio could stop me.

“Mama.” I breathed into the phone when I picked it up.

“My baby.” She spoke from the other end of the phone, her voice laced with worries.

“I am fine, Mama.” I assured her before she could even ask.

“Are you sure? You’d tell me if he was treating you badly, right?” She asked.

I nodded. “Yes.”

I could swear with my life that Antonio would never treat me badly. His love for me was something that could never be doubted.

“Is that Rosa?” Giovanni’s voice sounded from a distance.

“You little troublemaker. Sofia told me what you did.” His voice was now more audible, signifying that he had taken the phone from Mama. He chuckled. “I am proud of you.”

“When did you come to town?” I asked, smiling. I had missed his silly ass.

“Today. The annual golden auction is tonight. I wouldn’t miss the chance to make juicy connections.” He replied, and I could tell that he was grinning.

Gio was on a journey to make himself a man. He had been working so hard, and I was proud of his success so far.

Antonio walked up behind me, wrapped his arm around my waist, pressing my back against him, and began to trail kisses down my neck.

Tingles ran through me, and forming coherent words became difficult. He cupped my breasts in his palm and began to caress them gently. My breath became heavy, and I swallowed my moan.

“Rosa?” Giovanni called from the other end of the phone, snapping me back to reality.

“I’ll talk to you later.” I managed to quickly say goodbye before ending the call immediately.

“You won’t let me make one call, uh?” I asked, biting my lips.

“Not when I need you, my lady.” His voice was hoarse.

His fingers found their way to my core, rubbing through my wetness in a sweet delight. I threw my head back into his chest as pleasure rippled through me, short moans escaping my lips.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“We are going for the golden auction.” He whispered into my ears, sending another wave of chills down my spine.

“But it’s tonight.” I moaned, my voice barely audible.

“I know.”

“I don’t have a dress.”

“We’ll get one.” He ran his tongue around the curve of my ear. “One that’s as beautiful as you are.”

His phone suddenly started ringing, and the pleasure he was administering to me stopped abruptly.

“Don’t even think I’d allow you to make that call.” I warned.

He chuckled before going ahead to pick up the call.

Sucking my bottom lips in between my teeth, I went on my knees, determined to do the same thing he did to me. My lost-filled eyes staring directly into his, I took his cock out of his trousers and began to slowly suck it with the care it deserved.

“Fuck!” He groaned, shutting his eyes.

I had warned him. He chose not to heed.

“No, nothing is wrong. Just do whatever you think is best.” He ended the call afterwards, his eagerness palpable in the way he carried me into his arms, and tossed me onto the bed.

“You asked for this!” He rasped before jumping on top of me.

The sex was epic, like every other one.