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Chapter 18

⚠️WARNING:Explicit content in this one!⚠️

Matéo Santiago's POV.

"Hey, babe?" Adeline's voice asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, amore?" I say, looking at her.

She sits across from me at my at home desk, helping me with paperwork, since I made her the joint boss of the gang and our legitimate businesses across the world.

"I gotta talk to you 'bout something, I've been thinking" she says.

"Hm?" I ask, looking back at the work and I continue signing.

"I want us to let our daughter start dating" she rushes out all at once.

I drop my pen and my heart stops, my eyes on my wife's face almost immediately.

"The fuck did you just say?!" I ask, raising my voice.

"The fuck do you think you yelling at?" She asks almost calmly.

I take a breath and tone it down.

Nothing is scarier than my wife, who is full of uncontrollable pregnancy hormones and gets angry.

"No" I tell her.

She rolls her eyes.

"I wasn't asking you Matéo" she says simply.

I look at her long and hard.

"Watch your tone, Adeline" I say, in a deadly calm voice.

"I will not allow any daughter of mine to start dating some trouble making idiot" I tell her, standing up.

"Okay, first of all, Jayla is our daughter, so don't think you get to make decisions for the pair of us." She says, with a slight sneer.

I roll my eyes and walk over to the water dispenser in the corner.

"Secondly?" I ask sarcastically, pouring myself a cup of cold water and gulping it down in one.

"Secondly, sit down and talk to me as if you are a man and stop sulking like a boy" she says.

I chuckle softly, but there is no humour behind it.

"Don't test my patience, amore" I say, turning back to face her.

Her back is still to me and she continues to write down her signature on her sides of the paper, and then putting them to the side.

"Don't test mine, Matéo" she tells me.

"You have got to let our children grow up. You have no problem with Leonardo, dating" she reminds me.

"Leonado is a boy..." I say stupidly and I immediately bite my lip in shame.

Adeline stops writing and puts her pen down.

Shit!

She stands up and turns to me.

"You, pig!" She seethes, glaring daggers at me.
"Ade, I..." I start, but she cuts in sharply.

"In fact, I don't want to hear it!" She yells.

She starts to storm away making a beeline for the door.

Before her fingertips can even touch the door handle, I have her pressed up against the door, my arms trapping her.

She starts to hit my chest and tries to push me away, but I'm a lot stronger than her.

"Get the fuck off me!" She yells, aiming for my face.

"Babe, I'm sorry!" I say, dodging her flying hands.

"Sorry, my ass!" She screeches.

She pushes my chest, but I grab her wrists.

"Ade!" I yell.

She stops struggling and glares me in the face.

"Get out my face, before I spit on you" she growls.

I sigh.

"She can date" I say, before I can register what my brain wants.

Adeline's body softens under me slightly.

"You mean it?" She asks and I nod.

As much as she tries to hide it, her eyes shine with happiness.

She relaxes completely, but I don't let go of her.

"You can let go of me now" she giggles.

I smile down at her, relieved that she is happy.

"What, after that stunt you just pulled?" I ask.

"I'm sorry" she responds, rolling her eyes at me.

I bite my lip hard.

She is really pushing her luck.

"Really?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"Yes!" She giggles, leaning back against the door.

Her eyes trail down to my lips and I smirk.

She wants this.

I lower my face to her neck, letting my lips, which are still a little cold from drinking the cold water, trail lightly down her neck.

She draws in a sharp breath.

"Matéo..." she breaths.

"Adeline" I respond.

"What do you want?" She asks.

"To remind you how I deal with disrespect!" I growl.

"I said sorry" she tells me.

I start to kiss her neck, pressing ever so softly on the sweet spot she likes, making her gasp.

"Matéo, please!" She gasps.

I smirk.

I continue to kiss her, becoming more and more impatient and less gentle.

She grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me closer to her.

I pull her closer to me and start to push her towards my desk.

I lift her up, not breaking contact and sit her on the desk.

She gasps and wraps her legs around my torso, pulling me closer.

I part her legs further and pull up her skirt from her thighs.

She tangles her fingers into my hair, tugging gently.

I groan and she giggles.

I press my groin against her sensitive area and she stifles a moan.

I kiss her and encourage her to grind against me, gently guiding her hips against mine.

She kisses me back and her hands find the buttons on my shirt.

She starts to unbutton them, but then gets impatient and tears it open making the buttons fly and she goes back to kissing me again.

I chuckle at her and lift her dress over her head.

I kiss her again, but I slow down.

I can't be too rough with her.

She pulls away.

"Now..." She says.

I smirk at her.

I pull down her underwear as she unbuckles my belt and pulls me closer to her.

She lets out a moan as I enter her slowly, digging her nails into my back.

I support her waist and continue.

I move slightly faster, and she whimpers, burying her face into my neck to mask it.

I make her grind on me and she squeals.

She leans back, accidentally knocking several things off the desk, but she hardly notices.

"Do I get a sorry?" I tease.

"Hm... never!" She moans.

I grab her ass.

"No?" I ask with a smirk.

I speed up.

"Ohh! Don't stop!" She moans. 

I smirk.

"Apologise again" I tease.

"Hmm, Sorry!" She moans, easily giving in.

"Good girl" I say to her.

I groan as I feel her walls tighten up on me.

She's about to....

She comes once, then twice, letting out a satisfying moan.

"Mmm!" She says.

I don't let her recover, and I continue.

I fill her all the way up and she pants, trying to keep up.

We go again and again, round after round, at one point even moving to the couch.

By the end, we are both laying close together on the medium sized couch, breathlessly.

I rub my hand on the small belly bump she has.

"Promise that I'm the boss of this one?" I ask, snuggling into us.

"I promise, baby" she says.

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