He was kissing me.
With such intensity.
With a passion I felt.

Maybe a dilusion for a few moments,  but I couldn't let this man bother me like that, because if in case , I fell for him, he'd know how to hurt me in the worst ways which is something I don't want. With all my power I tried pushing him away with my hands against his bare chest. I tried moving my mouth away from his but in a swift manner, he held both my hands in one of his hand and pinned them above my head while with the other hand he held my face in place and his whole body came pressing down on mine.
What the fuck! Dude he's like a road roller!

Thinking about his body on mine...
I felt every inch of him, his hard muscles crushing on my chest, even his erection.

A sudden tingle between my thighs made me squeeze my thighs together but kaden's heavy legs weren't letting me. His lips moved against mine, the way he did it... was so sensual. As if he knew what he was doing perfectly and how he could have me to give in to his sexual needs. A sudden electricity ejected from my legs to my whole body , causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body, my mind was in a frenzy. He was driving me crazy, my body worked on its own, as my lips moved against his gently. A smirk that I felt against my lips, as if he was satisfied. The electricity his lips passed to me, the heat he gave of while he kissed me. The feeling itself gave me a zoo of butterflies and a wetness that I never had experienced. His hands left my face while they slowly traveled my neck as his lips left my much swollen ones and traveled down to my jaw and then to my collar bone, gasps and long exhales left my mouth , his hands had already lined his fingers through my body and now rested on the curve of my butt. My eyes closed on its own as if my body was ravishing every moment, every touch had become precious, every inch of my skin burned with an unknown fondness for his touch. A loud gasp left my mouth when he lifted my leg and put it over his back, as he attacked my neck. There was a wilderness in his actions, purely raw and very rough but somehow I got fond of his way. My back arched back when he found a spot on my neck, and instinctively my leg that layed on his back curled and strangled his lower body as a groan left his mouth. While I opened my eyes out of surprise , his gray'er ones stared at mine. His hands left my pinned ones and Caressed my cheek with his rough hand and then his thick thumb rubbed against my lower lip.

"mio muro Immaginate di guidare..."
He mumbled while peering into my eyes. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed. While he peered out of the huge window out in the wide sky, I sat up feeling this uneasy and awkward aura surround me . At the moment I felt this urge to hug someone because for the first time I felt that I wasn't alone or that someone wasn't giving up on me. Not that I was in any danger or In a tragedy but I've felt this desperation before but never showed it to anyone.

I got up from my sitting place and stood up infront of him, I could try to atleast live a better life. Atleast i could use the mafia for my own good-

I mentally slapped my own brain because again it started thinking out things that were nonsensical and went against my terms. Leaning into him , I sat on his laps while straddling him, he looked at me with a confusion in his eyes but the trick of lust still dripping his eyelids. My hands slowly raced his biceps and his shoulders, his neck and his cheeks. Only then in this moment I could see all those scars he had on his cheek and on his forehead. A faint scar that ran along his jaw bone made my trace my thumb on it gently but he only observed me. My arms laid on either side of his neck as I hugged him tight, which I thought was tight for me but not for him, atleast.

I felt his hands leave my waist and suddenly I felt a sudden shiver , I felt uncomfortable without his hands there. I felt cold.

"Sorry for this, but I needed this since the last 6 years. I felt suffocated..."

With that I leaned away from him only to feel his arms wrap around my body and pulling me back into his embrace , and I felt his head dig into my neck for comfort. After a minute or two, we parted as he received a call and he left without saying anything .

I'm feeling light. Somehow.

I did feel lighter and a little happier if someone asked. In comparison to past years and right now , I felt slightly happy, maybe because this was the first time in the last 6 years I got to hug someone out of desperation for my depression. 
I was in a loose and a very long white shirt that smelt like Kaden. Underneath I wore cotton shorts.

I walked into the kitchen while pulling my hair up into a messy bun and bent down to the fridge to take out some left overs. As I passed the fridge I saw a small figure sleeping on the long sofa with a thick plush blanket covering them.

I tip-toed towards the sleeping form and gently pick up the blanket from the persons face and what I saw was a beautiful young boy. Might be around 10 or 12. He had short brown hair and he had thick eyelashes just like Kaden.

His features almost met kaden's,  and with a realization my eyes widened with surprise.  Is this his son!?
My mouth dropped in surprise but I immediately flinched when I heard the elevator ting.
In came a women who looked older than me but not so old. She had champagne blond hair that were long and curled in messy waves. While she wore a bright red lipstick with her blue eyes radiating of her beauty.
Her heels clanked against the stone and she walked towards me with a warm smile.

"You must be neffré! Hi! My name is Taylor!"
She was so enthusiastic and so alive, unlike me.
But what surprised me was the fact that this girl had a deep Australian accent , though I used the british-american accent, that I learned from my mother as her parents were from Glasgow.

"Pleased to meet you Taylor."
I warmly smiled at her.

"So you've already met, the little man."
She pointed at boy.

"Yea- um no-, he uh- actually was sleeping when I came here..."
I don't even know why did I stutter. But suddenly the thought of Kaden having a child of his own horrored me somehow.

"Oh! His name is kaison. And he's Signoré kaden's brother."
She said in a total glee while looking at the boy. Sure he was very cute and looked like a toddler but he had somewhat kaden's features that made his face look like he was frowning a little bit.

"He looks like Kaden."
I said with a smile.

And then I turned to Taylor.

"So you're... also married to a mafia?"
I asked awkwardly as I felt some of my negative vibe spread to her bright one.

She unconsciously rubbed the nape of her neck while looking at the ceiling , interpreting if to tell Me or not.

"Fuck it! Well I lived in Seattle before this and then my rich businessman parents married me off to the second in command of the mafia, Luca. And we've been married for 3 years now."
She Said with a playfull smile.

"Do you know him?"
She asked and I nodded my head as I remembered Luca , the man with golden blond hair and accentric blue eyes like Taylor's, they both matched eachother so well .

A question erupted my mind and I blurted out.

"Oh hey but wait! Isn't Kaden older than Luca!? So then how did Luca marry first!?"
I questioned.

She giggled and then said,

"Yeah, it's like- the second and third in command cannot marry until the main mafia marries but in our case? Luca had to make business ties with my parents companies so he was forced, um he was kinda'- he didn't like me alot, obviously because he was just 23 and he wanted to waste his dick on some hoes. He thought that I'd be like those girls with nail paints on thier hands who'd be very hard to understand but... we worked it out. I worked it out."

I was getting curious about how did she managed to tame a beast. I asked her more but she insisted I eat something because she saw all the material on the kitchen counter. I made 2 mugs of coffee for Taylor and me. And we both sat down on the stools kept on the kitchen's island.

"Well it was easy, and at first I thought living with a mafia- I could very well use all the amenities these guys came with , the protection, the money, the power and ofcourse biggest of them all, my husband. I discovered him. What he liked, what he disliked, the kind of sex that he liked, the kind of women he wanted. And combining them all,  I made a better version of myself that would be the best version for him. He liked it so much , that he only wanted Me. He didn't cheat, he didn't have a mistress, he'd treat me right. That's how I did it, I mean you could try to but I don't think so signoré is such a lover-fool."
Taylor explained.

Taylor left shortly as I sat on top of the kitchen counter facing the huge windows and replaying whatever Taylor  said. It could be possible if I was a girl like Taylor who could give in , I couldn't give up my body just so that I could please my husband.

The only lines that Taylor spoke, passed through my head were,

"There's nothing wrong in feeling ecstasy, if he's willing to give it to you. You could give your ego a break and give your bodily needs some time."

That thing was well settled in my mind.
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