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Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 75|Her Way
~Rylee~Still patting my hair dry, I stepped out of the bathroom, finding Klaus with his laptop above his lap. Eyebrows creased in a frown, his fingers beating the keyboard with finesse.I rounded the bed, eyes trained on him, but he was so engrossed in whatever he was writing that he didn’t even acknowledge my presence.It has been three days since Ghost and Rain visited us. Klaus was so busy that he sometimes skipped meals. He worries about Berenice. The entire family remained at risk, from inside and outside threats. And with Dominguez roaming freely, his little sister remained an easy target for Martinelli’s number one enemy right now.Berenice blatantly declared her displeasure for being a Martinelli. It’s a rather challenging task to protect her when she doesn’t want to accept the security given to her. I heard she tried to escape Kai twice, getting creative with her every attempt.“Found a replacement for Kai?” I asked, hoping to ease away some of the tension over Klaus’s shoul
Last Updated : 2022-07-17Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 76|Want Something?
~Klaus~Rylee faced me with a fire brewing in her eyes, determined to burn me in my seat. The see-through dress flowed smoothly as she bumped her hips side to side, complementing miles of smooth skin underneath. Her nipples were stiff, her body is fucking stunning with all the bruises already healed.My hands clenched painfully tight.Fuck. The things I want to do to her.Weeks of restrained desire and lust for my wife resurfaced as she took three slow steps toward me. Her hands traced her breast, her stomach, skating the length of her toned legs, settling on her knees. She parted her thighs, slowly dropping until her ass and ankles met.Fuck, that pussy looks tasty.The soft light from the bedside table lamp, the slow and warm wind slipping through the open balcony… everything is driving me fucking insane.She closed her knees, still in a sitting position, wiggled her ass, and kneeled facing the side but her gaze lingered with mine. Stretching her arms, her palms meeting the carpet,
Last Updated : 2022-07-18Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 77|Overwhelmed
~Rylee~“You,” I said, my voice gravelly. “I want you, Klaus.”Klaus roughly spun me around. His long fingers are still clutching my hair tight. He is breathing as hard as I am, lips ghosting mine as he asked, “what about me, huh, gattina?” He pulled my hair back, growling against my neck, nuzzling his nose on its length. I shivered. “Be specific.”I reached up, coiling my hands around his neck, gripping his hair. “I want you inside me. Fuck me.”The heat between my thighs was enough to burn me inside out. This temporary celibacy we were forced to take because of our recovery from Spain, and my unstable emotions made tears pool in my eyes. I blinked it back.“Where?” he asked with a smile in his voice, nibbling my earlobes. “How… Be fucking specific, Rose,” he said, “or I’ll keep you on edge all night.”‘Oh boy,’ his playful tone intensified the throbbing between my legs, feeding my excitement and desire.His lips hovered over mine, but before our lips collided, I snaked my foot on hi
Last Updated : 2022-07-19Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 78|Ordinary Day
This chapter contains trigger themes. Please proceed with caution.~Rylee~Since I was fifteen, my birthday passed by like a normal day. Rain and Sloan are the only two people who urge me to celebrate the day I was born yearly. I was breathing, adding years into my age, but I was never truly happy with my life.But this year is different.There is a lot I should be grateful for, but waking up alone in bed was not how I wished to start this day.‘Maybe Klaus is busy preparing breakfast for me,’ I thought, getting up from our bed, messy from our coupling the night before. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I headed to the bathroom and got ready for the day.I was still humming when I walked out of our walk-in closet, but when I saw the folded paper on the bedside table, weighed down by a single red rose my mood instantly plummeted.~Something came up. Dominguez tried to sneak into the estate last night. I’ll head to the city and talk with Chief Catalano. I had big plans for us today sin
Last Updated : 2022-07-20Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 79|Lucky Day
~Rylee~Davide cocked his head, silently commanding me to follow him.Fist clenched tightly, I flanked them. One man led the line. Davide kept a steady two steps behind me and the rest of his men trailed behind him.Ten meters from the creek. That’s the only distance we could cover before the guy leading our pile dropped to the ground, a knife buried in his temple.I dove to the ground, finding cover in the nearest tree trunk. Davide followed me like a magnet to an opposite pole, leaving his men kneeling in the open.“Did you call it in?” Davide growled, voice waving with fear. He cocked his handgun, releasing the safety.“Of course, I called it in.” I rolled my eyes, huffing as I peeked at Davide’s men who were still sitting ducks in the open. ‘Don’t they know the basics of an ambush?’ I thought, looking for any sign of the culprit. “But my husband won’t come with just a knife to save me.”Davide pondered on my statement, huffing as he mimicked my position, peeking into his men.“Tak
Last Updated : 2022-07-21Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 80|A Happy Birthday
~Rylee~Davide slumped onto the ground, eyes still wide open. As fast as the fading light of the day, life left his green eyes.I dropped to the ground, my knees hitting the dirt. Blood loss made my head reel. Warm and firm hands gripped my arms, steadying me.“I got you, mija,” Vicente said, guiding me on a boulder under the shadow of a tree. He kneeled in front of me as I leaned on the trunk. Producing a scarf from his pocket, he expertly rolled it into an improvised bandage.“I’m fine,” I groaned, yanking my arm from his hold. He chuckled, reaching for me again, gripping my arm tight, not allowing me to pull away. “I don’t want you here,” I grumbled, pouting, giving up the fight.He hummed. “I know, mija,” he poked my nose with his bloodied fingers. My face crumpled, annoyed with that permanent smile stretching his lips.‘Can’t he feel my hostility towards him?’“Then why are you smiling?!” I voiced, snatching my arm from him when finally locked the ends of the bandage. Red stained
Last Updated : 2022-07-21Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 81|My Words
~Klaus~Ash was in Huntersville, and Ghost was in New York. Although they were working in different places, they managed to trace Zio Davide’s phone call to Kara and gave me a location. It’s not that far, but it won’t remain in that place for long.Dominguez is smart. I must give him that. He is using a cargo ship as his current hideout. He could easily get in and out of countries and move places with his connections. Even if he’s technically a fugitive now, it still surprises me how he manages to pull these stunts.With the help of the pain meds, Rylee fell asleep instantly. Cinnamon hair spread like fire flames against the white pillows. Her lips slightly parted, her chest heaving calmly. She had bruises again when the once she gained from Spain had just faded.I leaned forward, the couch hissing beneath my weight as I set my elbow above my knees, eyes trained on her closed eyelids, hiding my favorite shade of hazel eyes.She had been called many names by people who didn’t know her
Last Updated : 2022-07-22Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 82|The Trap
~Klaus~I had a clear shot on my target. The X mark of my scope followed Dominguez as he walked languidly in his choice of a hideout. He is not being subtle in his tactics. Luxurious yacht after luxurious yacht lined the dock. His cargo ship stood out from miles away, lit up by spotlights from the vessel and the bay.Gazing through the scope, I scanned our target’s lair, comparing the actual location with the map I have in my hand.“In position,” the tenth man in my team announced.I wanted this attack to be as quiet as possible. We’ll go in, grab Kara, kill Dominguez, and go out. It was easier said than done, but it is better if we keep the noise on this one at a minimum.“Wait for my signal and keep your eyes open,” I commanded on the comms.Piu, sitting alert beside me, tensed up as I folded the map and shoved it inside the jacket pocket of my bulletproof vest.“You don’t have to do this, Piu,” I said, breathing in. Everyone with me tonight knew the danger and risks of this mission
Last Updated : 2022-07-24
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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
