I also had another question up my sleeve. It just popped into my head when I thought of what my grandmother had said. In her last words…“My grandmother told me before she died that…I would be happy with you…that you would take care of me…just like when I was young. What did she mean by that?” I asked as I peered up into his clear blue eyes in wonder. “Do you think people should decide for themselves how they should live their lives?” Hayden asked. “What is this all of a sudden…?” I questioned in return. “Just answer me. If it were you, what would you do? Would you want to decide for yourself how you’re going to live your life?” Hayden asked as he looked directly at me. Was that a trick question, I wondered, because to me the answer was so obvious. “Of course. I want to decide everything by myself, if possible,” I replied without a second thought. “What if you get hurt by your own decision?” Hayden asked a follow-up question. “Umm…I’ll deal with it and live with it, I guess…” I
A few days after wrapping up the funeral, I was moving along smoothly in the process of moving on with my life. It had been almost a week, but I haven’t made up my decision regarding what to do with my life in relation to the mafia. It was a very difficult decision to make and no matter how hard I thought about it, the answer did not immediately come to me. Perhaps, I already had an answer in mind, but I was just too scared to admit it even to myself. While I was on break from teaching my art class, I got a phone call from the building manager’s office of the penthouse where I used to live with Hayden. For some reason, I still had the number saved so I knew who the call was from right away. I wondered what they wanted after all this time. It had been many months now since we’ve moved out. “Hello. Miss Malissa, sorry for calling out of the blue,” a woman’s voice said. “It’s ok. How can I help you?” I asked. “We were in the middle of clearing up the room as the rent contract had jus
Since I last met Hayden, I haven’t had a good night of sleep at all. At first, I tried the sleeping remedies that I read about online. Everything that didn’t sound too crazy or difficult, I tried. Sadly, none of them worked for me. I would end up spending hours tossing and turning in bed until I got bored and had to get up to walk around the small apartment or sit and stare at the night sky from the balcony. Sometimes I had to read a boring book to help calm my mind. Unfortunately, tonight was no different from the previous nights. I knew well by this time that the problem that I was having wasn’t physical but more psychological. To be frank, I was stressed and deeply disturbed by the choice that I had to make. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to live my life involved with the mafia; on the other hand, I couldn’t bring myself to let go completely of Hayden. I sighed loudly and before I could think twice, I started dialing a number. I’ve saved this number for a while now thinking that I wil
“When did you get here?” I asked. In other words, how much did he hear just now?“Since the ‘nice to meet you’ part,” Hayden replied before grinning at me. Isn’t that like…right at the beginning? Great, so he heard everything. “Did talking to my dead brother help you make up your mind?” Hayden asked and I wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not. “Not really…” I mumbled in reply. “Why did you come here?” he asked.“That’s a really good question actually. I haven’t been sleeping well lately and somehow, I ended up driving here. What about you? You come here when you can’t sleep, right?” I said before smiling at him.The atmosphere between us seemed to have settled down peacefully. I wondered if it was the same with Hayden. Was something troubling him again? “Something like that,” he replied vaguely. “Oh right. The building manager called me to pick up the painting that you left,” I said. “Of course, she did. I left a note saying that it was for you,” Hayden said like it was
Hayden pushed his cock into me, and I cried out at the feeling of fulfillment of having his cock ploughing into my body. The thick head of his cock stretched my opening and stroked my pussy walls as it entered deeper into my love tunnel. He was filling me up and I felt so satisfied to be joined with him once again. It had been too long. For the first time, it was clear to me that I regretted all the time that we’ve wasted by being apart. I wanted him so much that I felt like I could never get enough of him and the feel of his cock beating into me, fast and hard. Hayden’s other hand supported my buttocks as he thrusted his hips against me, ramming his cock in and out of my hole. His thickness stretched me as his length filled me. We grinded our hips together as we mated wildly. My pussy clenched around his thickness as I tried to suck him even deeper into my love hole. Hayden groaned close to my ear while he started moving faster. Our passionate moans and the lewd wet sounds of his s
His cock stirred my wetness as it rammed repeatedly against my womb and the pleasure spots deep inside of my hole. I moaned and panted as I began wrapping my legs around his hips. His hands slipped underneath my buttocks before he lifted my hips off the bed so that he could pound deeper and harder into my cunt. It wasn’t long before I came again, crying out his name at my release. Hayden seemed like he hasn’t had enough and proceeded to flip me onto my stomach before he entered me once again from behind. I lifted my hips as his thick shaft began pounding into me from a different angle than before. It felt different and very amazing. His movements were aggressive and wild like an animal’s as he mated with me. His hands moved to fondle my tits while his cock rammed in and out of me like he couldn’t bear to stop. I came once again, and it felt like I was going to black out from the intensity of my own orgasm. Hayden was sweating so much that his sweat was dripping onto my back. I knew
Hayden looked down at me before he licked his wet lips. It was a very seductive sight and my heart tightened. “I’m putting in some last-minute effort to make sure that the answer turns out in my favor,” Hayden said with a sly grin. I had to admit that he was a very persuasive person…“I don’t mind being part of the mafia if I get to live with you…” I said as I looked him squarely in the eyes. Hopefully he understands my condition. “Is that what you’ve decided?” he asked as if to make sure. “Yes, it is…” I replied decisively. There was a brief moment of silence as it seemed like Hayden was waiting for my words to sink in. “Welcome to the family,” Hayden said with a bright smile. I laughed along with him and his adorable joke. I couldn’t help but wonder if this makes me an official mafia gang member or something. Hayden hugged me closer to him tightly and I wrapped my arms around his back. He began kissing the side of my neck and then his hands were quickly on my breasts. I hear
Why didn’t I realize this earlier? It was just like my brain not to remember something so important when I needed to remember it. It’s like they say, if you’re looking for something you won’t find it but when you’re not looking for it anymore, it’ll just pop out at you. “I remember now. If I’m not wrong your father said that he was looking for Jack Witman when he ran into me in my town. That was the first time that I met you father,” I told Hayden. It was then that I realized that the old man probably knew something about me all along. I would be a fool to believe that he simply ran into me in that small town completely by coincidence. Who is Jack Witman and what does he have to do with me? “I see. Old man was probably checking to see if you knew anything about Jack and about yourself,” Hayden said without showing any signs that he was surprised. “What do you mean?” I asked quickly. “Let me tell you a story from when I was younger…” Hayden replied calmly before smiling reassuring