Mrs Massimo

Megan POV

He smirks, his eyes settled on my face.

" Yes, Megan. What do yóu think about becoming my wife?"

His voice is calm. Too calm I'd say for my racing heart.

" But I was..."

" You were considering Javier's proposal? To be a mistress?" Something dangerous flashes in his eyes before it disappears and is replaced by a not so pleasant smile.

" That's not it." Composing myself, I defend.

" Oh!" Now he looks amused. " Then what is it, Megan?"

He asks.

Damn! My name sounds so pleasant rolling off his tongue.

" You don't mind I was married to your nephew?"

I mean, this man is Lorenzo Massimo. He is the dream guy of every woman out there. He is rich , tall, powerful and handsome and I am just a divorced woman with a soiled reputation and a financial wreck.

He shrugs, a ghost of a smile appearing at the corners of his lips. " If I did, you would not have been here, and we wouldn't be having this conversation."

" Besides, we already slept together. What's there to care about anymore."

I blush hard when memories of that night slither Into my mind, igniting my body.

I still can't believe I ended up having a one night stand with my ex-husband's uncle a night after our divorce.

What's even more unbelievable is Lorenzo asking me to marry him. Well, technically it's a marriage on paper but still, this is Lorenzo Massimo. The most feared Mafia leader around the city.

To say that Lorenzo owns Chicago city is not an understatement. He runs the streets.

He chuckles and I can see the amusement dancing in his eyes.

" Can I think about it?" I ask, looking away. I hear the sound of movement and before I know it, Lorenzo is before me, kneeling.

" No Megan. You can't think about it. I can convince you instead." He says, leaning towards me. His lips hover above mine dangerously and our breaths mingle.

" What are you scared of, Megan? I can remind you just how great your body felt under mine. I can smell it now, your arousal. It's heavenly. I know you want this, so just say yes." He whispers into my ears.

I press my legs together in a feeble attempt to quench my need.

He is right. My body wants him. I crave him. I want him so damn much. But he is Lorenzo Massimo. A fucking Mafia Capo ànd Javier's uncle. Everything about wanting him feels so wrong yet so right.

" One year. That's what I am asking from you. In exchange, I'll take care of you and your father. I Know he is important to you just like getting everything Javier took from you is." He continues, his lips now hovering above mine.

I bite my lips to hold back a moan.

" So tell me, Megan, are you ready to become Mrs. Massimo?"

Oh! Here comes the seduction and fuck! I'm seduced! Right from my mind.

His mouth slams against mine before I can answer him. My lips part on their own accord and his tongue invades my mouth, exploring every inch.

A moan escapes me and my arms wrap around his neck on their own accord, pulling him closer.

He groans, his hand going around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I am wearing only his shirt and my panties and I can feel the effect I have on him as his member presses against me.

Lorenzo's mouth leaves mine and trails down to my neck, biting and sucking.

My body goes limp and a soft mewl leaves my lips.

" Will yóu be mine, Megan? " He repeats and I find myself nodding. My body wants more but Lorenzo chooses that time to pull away and I groan in displeasure.

Lorenzo smirks and sits in his original position, his éyes watching me. I can see the pure lust and desire gleaming in his éyes. I don't need anyone to tell me that my éyes mirror those same emotions .

" Sign the papers, Megan. Only when you are mine can yóu enjoy my body." He tells me, pointing at the documents before me.

I nod.

My hands grab the pen and I sign my name.

When I am done, he snatches the documents and the pen and sets them aside.

He gets up and offers his hand to me, helping me up.

" Welcome to the family, Mrs. Massimo."

A smile breaks on my face.

This is a deal with a devil, but the pleasure is worth the sin. I mean, what more could possibly go wrong? My life is already in shambles. Maybe this is the sanity I'll need while it lasts.

Lorenzo pulls me into his arms, his lips finding my own in a rather sensual and soul binding kiss. He pulls away a moment later before picking up the document.

" I'll have this registered at the marriage registry then we can have our license." He winks.

" Get some rest. In two days, accompany me to my grandfather's birthday." Lorenzo says and starts walking away.

Hours later, someone delivers female clothes and other essentials. I am grateful Lorenzo thought about that. As much as his shirt was comfortable, I still didn't want to walk around in his borrowed shirt.

In the evening, I receive Lorenzo's text stating that he wouldn't be coming home for the night.

As much as I am disappointed, I know that he is a busy man. A company CEO during the day and a Mafia Capo by night, his life should be one hell of a task.

The following day, I wake up early, take a shower, make breakfast and head to the hospital. The hospital director had called earlier to discuss my father's surgery and  requested me to drop by when free to schedule the surgery.

I can attribute his change of behavior to the fact that Lorenzo might have had a hand in my father's treatment plans.

I arrive at his office and he offers me a chair, politely.

“ Mrs Massimo, we apologize for delaying your father's treatment." He says and my jaw drops.

Mrs Massimo?