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Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 15
EmilyAlto scowls but does as he is told, grabbing the two other men and heading out.Just before they exit, he turns, looks at me, and then at Felix. He asks, “What about her?”“She works for me now,” says Felix coldly.“Boss. I ain’t done her background check.”I feel the panic rise in my heart. What if they need to do a background check?What if they discover who I really am and find my ID fake, which it is.“Get out,” says Felix, ending this conversation. I sigh with relief.Once they are gone, Felix turns to me with an apologetic look.“I am so sorry about that,” he says softly, putting a hand on my shoulder gently.“It’s okay,” I say. Felix is scanning my face closely, and I know why.He wants to see if the violence has made me nervous.It hasn’t, and why would it?I grew up in the Battaglia home, surrounded by this sort of stuff all the time.But I pretend it’s shaken me up because I risk losing more than I gain if I don't.“Sir,” I say, moving to the man. “Are you alright? Wha
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 16
FelixI don’t know what having a first day at work is like, but I imagine it would be harrowing.Which is why I’m in the kitchen at seven a.m., cooking breakfast for Emily.Emily walks in, and I momentarily forget my trail of thought.She’s dressed in a silky robe that barely covers her curves, her hair tousled from sleep.She gives me a sleepy smile before taking a seat at the table.“Good morning,” she says, her voice still husky from just waking up.“Good morning,” I reply, turning down the heat on the stove. “You hungry?”“Starving,” she says with a smile. “You cook breakfast?”“Icookedbreakfast,” I correct her. “You know, with it being your first day and everything.”“Wow,” she says, giving me this look of affection that makes me nervous.One day in, and already the lines are getting blurred.“Don’t get used to it,” I say, trying to minimize the effort.Emily chuckles softly, taking a sip of her coffee.“I won’t. But thank you,” she adds, her eyes still shining with appreciation.
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 17
EmilyI’ve been working for Felix for three weeks now, and much to my chagrin, each day is harder than the last - at home and in the basement of his office.At home, we linger on the periphery of desire.I can see it in his eyes, and he can see it in mine.Forced to live in close proximity, forbidden by the nature of our professional understanding to fall prey to our desires, our relationship is a delicate balance between suppressing our emotional and physical needs and giving into temptation.But it’s in the basement where things really heat up.Every time Felix walks by me, his scent overwhelms me.The musky smokiness of his cologne is like a drug to me.I find myself craving every inch of his body - his broad shoulders, chiseled chest, and washboard abs.My attraction to Felix simmers and boils as I watch him move around the room, barking authoritative orders at his subordinates.He’s different at work and at home. At home, he’s endearing, cooking meals, helping me iron my clothes
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 18
FelixWhen Emily walks in,I’m sitting at my desk, carefully looking over the latest shipment routes.“You’re home late,” I assess. “Now, I swear you’re avoiding me.”“Why didn’t you back me up in there?” she attacks like a lioness on the prowl.I put away my papers and fold my hands before me, watching her. “What do you mean?” I ask, confused.“In the operations room, I told everyone about the unattempted login attempts. You didn’t believe or support me. You made me look like a fool,” she gritted her teeth.“I didn’t make you look like anything, Emily. I simply stated the truth. We have layers of security; it’s unlikely anyone could breach our defenses,” I explain calmly.“But it’s not impossible,” she counters, her voice rising.“Even if it was, you should have had my back. As you've repeatedly told me, I’m part of this family now, and I protect our interests. You should trust me, respect me.”I stand up, towering over her small frame.“I do respect you, Emily. And I trust you, but y
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 19
Felix“Oh, I’m feeling more than frisky,” she whispers, her breath hot against my skin.She bites my lower lip, playful and clear - rules are meant to be forgotten.I feel a shiver run down my spine as her lips graze my neck. My body responds to her touch, and I feel myself growing hard against her.Without warning, I flip her around, pinning her against the wall and taking control. Her face is turned sideways, and I bend forward.My lips meet hers in a fierce, passionate kiss, and I feel her moan against my mouth.My hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of those delicious curves.I rip off her blouse, revealing her black lacy bra underneath. Emily gasps as my hands cup her breasts, teasing her nipples with my thumbs.Emily’s breath hisses out at my touch.I bend over and kiss her breast, sucking until a blush blooms under the skin of her tight, pink nipple. She arches against me, her eyes fluttering closed as my tongue flicks the bud.Her skin is so warm and soft that I can
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 20
EmilyI wake up the next morning, and I still smell him on me.I want to feel guilty, repent for my sins, but I don’t.Instead, I feel angry. Angry at this world that taught me I couldn’t have it all.Angry that he and I can’t be together because of what people may say, because of blurred lines, because supposedly, we can’t mix work and pleasure.But we did.We did, and I don’t know how it would turn out in the future, but I don’t know if I’m ready to return to not touching him or feeling his fingers on my skin.The past three weeks had been agonizing, and I decided - I won’t say anything.If he decides to broach the topic of last night, I’d let him. But I’m done playing good cop. I can’t hold myself back, nor do I want to.For now, I want to exist in limbo. Nor here nor there, living in the carnal pleasure of doing what you will, when you will. Or ... he wills.Last night, I pounced on him.Now, I’d let him.I may not talk about what conspired nor remind him of our commitment to boun
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 21
Felix“You? Take charge?” I watch Enzo’s face contort into pure hate.“Over my dead body. You may have slithered your way in by manipulation and skin, but that won’t work here.”Watching him stand there and intimidate her like this builds a resonating sound of fury through my body.I lunge out of my seat, sending the chair skidding away.My voice morphs into something that terrifies even me.“ENZO! Enough!”He holds his stance for a moment longer before finally dropping his gaze.He backs away from Emily slowly until he reaches the wall at the side of the room.I walk over to him, place my hand on the cuff of his collar, and drag him outside.“How dare you speak to her that way?” I growl.“She’s just a whore,” he says.I punch him straight in the face.He stumbles to the ground, holding his nose and groaning.“Say that again, and I’ll do more than just punch you,” I warn him.He looks up at me, his eyes filled with fear and anger.“She’s nothing but trouble, Felix. You should’ve never
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 22
EMILYIknowI’msupposedto be focused on the task at hand, but how can I possibly be when Felix is right around the corner, careful of any need I may have?I know I’ve been working for him but never worked under him directly. Now that I am, I’m beginning to understand the man behind the Don.He’s cunning, ruthless, and trusting. He knows when to step back and when to interfere. He knows nothing about securities, so he doesn’t question, pry, or doubt.That level of freedom is petrifying and exhilarating. Wouldn’t it be for anyone?As he brings me a cup of coffee and instructs his two enforcers to remain quiet so I can focus, my mind wanders off to an incident of the past.One night, when I was studying for my SATs, my father threw a party.My mother told him to keep it quiet, and he barged into my room, ripped up my books, and told me I’d never have to study.He’d take care of me, and then my husband would care for me.The memory forever haunts my mind, for my father never asked me what
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