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CastielSo... What do you think of Klaus' proposal? xx 6.13.22
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Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 35|That Is Not Us
~Rylee~ It doesn’t take much to leave me romantically stunned. I am a hopeless romantic, a die-hard fan of happily ever after. And marriage proposals and weddings were like icing on top of a moist chocolate cake. The words on the ceiling weren’t the only thing up there that left me speechless. As the spotlights lost their glow, a thousand lights lit up overhead, forming a mirror image of the planetarium where Klaus took me on our first official date. “Oh my God…” I parroted, lifting my trembling hands to my mouth. I was still lying on top of him, boneless, mind floating in clouds. Klaus was the first to move. He propelled himself up, cradling me on his lap like I was a child. If the cold bothered him in any way, he doesn’t show it. “Rose,” he guides my face to him, wiping my wet cheeks. As if the fairy lights and stars above us were not enough to melt my heart into puddles, warm white, yellow, and pink lights started to glow under the ice, casting an intimate glimmer against the
Last Updated : 2022-06-14Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 36|Deep Thoughts
~Rylee~“Fucking hell, Pascalina….” Klaus groaned as we stepped out of the dugout.Cali, Evan, Ren, and Devin loitered in the now properly lit hallway. The Reed sisters had red-rimmed eyes, evidence that it wasn’t only me who appreciated every sweet and romantic detail of Klaus’ proposal.Cali ignored Klaus’ protest of disapproval, approached me, and threw her arms around my neck. Mindful of her big baby bump, I curled my arms around her, returning her embrace.“I’m so happy for you,” she murmured, sniffing.This is real, I thought, as Ren also pulled me in for an embrace. “Congratulations, Rylee,” she mumbled as we pulled apart.They marveled at how pretty my engagement rings were. Memories of receiving them carved a special place in my heart and mind.“It’s so beautiful,” Cali cooed.Her sister nodded in agreement. “It is. And it’s adorable that he gave you his mom’s ring as well.” She threw a teasing gaze at Klaus. “You are pretty romantic when you want to be, Klaus.”My fiancé - o
Last Updated : 2022-06-14Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 37|Apprehensions
~Rylee~ Worry for Cali and their baby’s safety instantly replaced the joyful air between the five of us. The sun had already risen an hour ago. Seated on the couch, Ren rested her temple on Devin’s shoulder, already fast asleep. Facing them, I occupied the single couch, ankles tucked under my bum, while Klaus sat on the rug, his long legs extended in a V. His back was against my seat while I toyed with his dark curls. Evan was looking out the window of the room reserved for VIPs. It’s not the typical off-white room reeking of alcohol and disinfectant I usually see in hospitals. Paintings of different sizes cover the walls. The arts look random—still images, landscapes, cartoon characters. Looking closer, I saw Cali and Evan’s initials scribbled on them. Cali hates hospitals. It wouldn’t surprise me if this were her idea. Everyone looks exhausted. They were busy all day preparing for Klaus, and I’s engagement, and hadn’t had a wink of sleep. Ren stirs awake every five minutes, askin
Last Updated : 2022-06-15Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 38|One Little You
~Rylee~ Quinn Elise Carter felt so light in my arms. Her eyes were as brilliant as her mother’s jade irises, drooping. Pink lips pouted, forming the shape of an O as she let out a soft cooing sound. Her small hands clutched my finger in a gentle grip. It was light, but the pinch she had on my heart was stronger than a grown man’s grasp. . Klaus and I were both in deep thoughts as the drive back to the penthouse took place. I can’t get the image of Klaus holding Quinn out of my head. I have no idea what’s going on in Klaus’ head. It could be the exhaustion of being awake all night. Or it could be something else, but I am not worried anymore. Rain is right. Klaus and I have open communication that other relationships lack, and I must trust his words. Inside the penthouse, I debated whether I should head to Klaus’ room or mine. Yesterday’s intent on sleeping in my room became debatable now that I have another ring on my left hand. “Are you hungry?” Klaus asked, tossing his keys on t
Last Updated : 2022-06-15Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 39|His Reason
~Rylee~ I blinked once... twice, pausing for a punchline, but it never came. In fact, his green eyes reflect eagerness and patience, waiting for my response. “Uhm... does this have to do anything with the mafia?” I asked, silently giving myself a pat on the back for not stuttering, when inside, I was running around like crazy, not knowing what to do. Bound by a contract or not, a wedding will happen eventually, but he is freaking asking me to marry him now. We just got engaged last night. Klaus chewed on his lower lip. The same one I’ve been biting and munching on last night while he fucks my brains out. God. This man is really turning my world into a havoc of surprises. “No... no. Like I said, what we have has nothing to do with the mafia anymore.” He pinched his eyes closed, contemplating. Those green pools met my bewildered brown ones with determination. He reached for my hand, which dropped with a thump on my lap. “I’ve never been more sure in my life, Rose. Yesterday, when I
Last Updated : 2022-06-16Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 40|Too Perfect
~Rylee~ Huntersville, particularly Klaus’ plantation in summer, is a slice of paradise on earth. Everywhere I glanced as the drive to the villa took place, there was endless green lush scenery. This is heaven for someone who grew up in the mountain town of Big Timber, Montana, and was brought up by a father who was mad crazy about wilderness adventures. I had a hard time adjusting to the city’s busy life, and even now, I still crave being close to nature. Klaus made a complete stop in the middle of the dirt road. I glanced at the driver’s side. Klaus was already sliding out, quickly rounding the hood and opening the door for me. “I want to show you something,” he says, offering a hand. I took it, suppressing the girlish squeal at the chivalrous act. It wasn’t the first time he had done this and won’t be the last either, but I like that he’s being such a gentleman towards me when we’re outside the bedroom and fucks me roughly when we’re inside. Slowly yet surely, Klaus is changing
Last Updated : 2022-06-17Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 41|On The Sideline
~Rylee~ “Morocco?” I parroted, confident that I must be mishearing things. “Yes,” was Klaus’ firm response. “Ghost and Rain are there,” I stated. “We should call them. They can help us since they’re already there.” Klaus laughed at my suggestion, as if it was the dumbest idea he had ever heard. I was hopeful that I misinterpreted this situation wrong. It can’t be possible, is it? But then Klaus’ following statement gave shape to my fear. “Why the fuck would I warn the traitor that I am coming for him?” No amount of training or experience could prepare anyone for this kind of situation. As we entered the freeway, Klaus’ grip on the steering wheel tightened, and his knuckles drained of color. Breaking the speed limit was nothing new to Klaus, but the person behind the wheel glared at the road as if it were a one-way highway to hell. “Klaus…” I mumbled, mindful of my tone. He’s like a ticking bomb. One poke and he’d explode. “Are you sure? This is Ghost, your right hand man.” “All
Last Updated : 2022-06-17Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 42|Broken Pieces
~Rylee~ A rusty, tattered knife could slice through the tension inside the plane as we crossed the North Atlantic Ocean. There were stolen glances here and there, but no one dared say a word. Seated across from me on the pristine white seat of his private plane, Klaus gapes at the slowly fading darkness of the night, giving way to a new day. Ash and Hunter were facing each other, wearing solemn, worried guises. Kai was fast asleep in the cabin. He finished an entire bottle of vodka just in time for the attendant to finish administering first aid to his broken nose. I was itching to ask Ash what evidence they have against Ghost, still convinced that this was just a big misunderstanding. I would bet my life on it; Ghost would never betray Klaus like this. Arriving at the airport, two SUVs were waiting for us. I silently followed Klaus into the first SUV while Hunter, Ash, and Kai followed behind us. Morocco was beautiful. I’ve been here for a job once, but the drumming inside my che
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I apologize if it took me a while to post the final chapters. As you know, endings are always bittersweet, but that's the final chapter of this book. Next novel in this series would be Kai and Berenice's story. You'll see more of Klaus and Rylee in that book as it unfolds, the twins and Rylee's dad. I'm still in the middle of putting the story together but I hope to have it signed before this month ends. The title of Kai and Berenice's story is My Gangster Babysitter. I'll be updating the progress of the plotting in my socmed accounts.Thank you for reading. Please don't forget to leave your review about Klaus and Rylee's story.xx 8.4.22 Update. My Gangster Babysitter is now up on my profile. xx 8.9.22
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Klaus Part 2
We built this place out of boredom one spring break during college freshman year. The three of us got together pretty quickly not knowing that we were running away from the darkness shadowing our childhoods. Devin spends his spare time in this country because it reminds him of his late mom. Evan was escaping the troubles at home, emanating from his adoptive brother’s hatred for him while I wanted to be a regular college boy, away from the burdens of being a mafia heir. Look at us now. I’d say we are still those trouble makers, still wickedly good-looking, but we’ve come a long way. The happiness our wives brought to our lives overshadowed the burdens of our past. “Damn, you two have googly eyes,” Evan hushed, setting his phone down with a knowing smirk. “The fuck did you just do?” I groaned. “Checking for leverage,” he said, tipping his beer bottle. “Say a word about what you heard, and that video of you dancing with Rylee will go live online.” I shook my head and grabbed a beer f
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Klaus Part 1
Aloe Blacc drifts from the speakers, smoke from the grill I’m manning on the deck coast in the air through the living room windows pushed open to create a large entrance. We are at Devin’s Barbados beach house for a weekend getaway in celebration of his birthday tomorrow. He hated extravagant birthday celebrations until he married Ren. It gave meaning to his life, he once said. Even if I gave him an earful of bullshit for being a softie, I believe his words. He’s a changed man. Evan too… And now me… Kind of… I think… But fuck if I’d admit that out loud. Women. They have such a chaotic effect on our lives. Like a beautiful bliss. I tipped my beer into my mouth, turning the barbecues one by one. The sun lowers on the horizon, casting orange and a warm explosion of shade on the beach. My gaze moves to the waterfront. Cali, Rain, and Rylee, seated on a chaise under big white umbrellas, each holds a drink of their choice. I’m certain Rylee settles into a glass of water or non-alcoh
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Rylee
“Hey, are you good?” I set my hand on Klaus’ bouncing leg. He has been extremely anxious since yesterday. We are on our way to Ivy’s clinic, Claudia’s OB-Gyn friend who’s been taking care of me since we moved here to Huntersville. Once he gathered himself from the news of my pregnancy, he called Ivy and demanded a schedule for an ultrasound. We barely got a wink of sleep. Both of us were eager to know more about our baby. I am nervous too, but Klaus’ nerves were a tad shakier than mine, I guess. He laced our fingers together, kissing my knuckles. “I’m excited,” he said. The sparkle in his eyes seconds his statement. He pawed the back of my neck, kissing me passionately. “We are having a baby, mia rosa. Our baby,” he hushed. The partition on the limo was up, giving us the privacy we need. We planned to keep the news to ourselves, relish in the bliss before we break the good news to our family and friends. “I know.” I cupped his face, tears of happiness clouding my sight once again.
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Hi loves So that is the final chapter of this novel. Epilogue/s will be posted in the coming days. Don't forget to leave Rylee and Klaus some stars for the review. This has been a crazy journey. You guys waited for Klaus' story for over a year and seven months since Devin's story came out. I hope it was worth the wait.I planned on writing Nathan's story next. In fact, I even have the blurb and cover on my profile already but when Benernice and Kai went on that sudden trip, I got a little distracted by how good it would be to play with their plot. I'm still weighing on which story to write next, Nathan or Berenice and Kai's.Share your thoughts on which one would you be interested in reading next.Again, thank you so much for voting, commenting and leaving your reviews.xx 7.30.22
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 94|Finally
~Klaus~‘Business as usual,’ it’s how I would describe things at the family business. Both the mafia and The Martinelli Holdings have been wiped clean of moles or potential threats that rooted from Kino and Dominguez’s schemes of taking us down.It had been a brutal battle. We had to lock away a few people who we thought we could trust, interrogate them and make them choose whether to side with us or die. Like I said before, cleansing is harder than creating, but we cannot let decades of our family’s legacy go to waste just because of Kino, Zio Davide, and Dominguez’s plots.“Is Rylee still in the mood?” Ghost asked, sliding out of the truck. We just came back from town after picking up the hays bales we needed for the stables. Rylee and I have taken residence here at Huntersville after the new year. Although it’s wintertime, there’s still a lot of work to be done.“She’s always in the mood,” I groaned, following Ghost out of the truck. We each pulled a hay bale from the back of the t
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 93|His To Love
~Rylee~His finger went in and out of me with such urgency determined to break me in half right off the bat. I was a delirious mess. I could barely catch my breath, gasping in the tsunami of pleasure that surged with every thrust and withdrew of his digit.I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood. It was a struggle not to moan. My fingers balled into a fist, clutching the covers as I pinched my eyes closed. With his free hand, he reached for my wrist, guiding both on my lower back, cuffing them in place.From what I could tell, he was using his middle finger. He added another, filling me, but not quite enough to get me to the threshold of my orgasm. But when his thumb joined his ministration, bestowing heavenly pressure on my clit, I whimpered, my entire body convulsing in euphoria.It was short-lived. Klaus stopped all stimulants. He let my bound wrists go and pulled his fingers from fucking me.I groaned, ready to beg him not to stop.The bed dipped when he sat beside me. I glanced
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 92|In The Mood
~Rylee~Klaus had to take an important call while we were in the middle of cleaning downstairs. The call took a while. I took it upon myself to ensure all the doors were locked and did a quick sweep of the entire ground floor. I turned the alarm on, leaving no lights open.Under the blanket of darkness, I climbed the stairs, turning the lights off in the hallway as I headed to our bedroom.The door was slightly ajar, dimmed lights from the inside spilling out into the hallway. I pushed the door open, slipping inside, shoulders tensing as soon as I made out Klaus’ silhouette in the dark.He came forward from the corner of the room. The only light inside was the bedside table lamp, casting a reticent warm glow on Klaus’ side profile. He was naked from the waist up; only his dark, rugged jeans remained.“Close the door,” he murmured, his voice deep and gravelly.My breath caught. I could feel his eyes on me. Warmth instantly bloomed in my center. This had been my entire mission all night
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 91|Schemes
~Rylee~His lips hovered over mine, ghosting but never touching. His minty breath laced with the wine we had over lunch sent my stomach twisting in knots. Klaus’ grip on my waist tightened as I tipped my chin up, begging him to kiss me.But he didn’t.He smiled, gliding his fingers down my cheeks to my throat. Lowering his mouth down the columns of my neck, he jabbed out his tongue, licking my pulse, my senses gone haywire.I looped my arms around his neck, pushing my body to his. “Please, Klaus…” I beseeched, turned on beyond belief.It had been so long since he last held me like this. My core muscles clenched at nothing, imploring to be filled by him. I know he wants me. His massive erection pressing on top of my mound as I stood on my tiptoes was my proof, but I also knew Klaus loved to keep me on edge.He pulled away. His eyes were dark emeralds, burning with lust and desire. “But not yet,” he kissed the tip of my nose, letting me go completely.I felt devastatingly cold when he t
