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Mrs. 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 : 2022-07-24Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 83|South
~Klaus~ I am a wicked man. In every situation, my mind works in ways where everything would end in my favor. There were only a handful of people I put before myself. My family, my close friends, and of course, my wife. But this… having a frail woman raped and using her as a trap to kill one or two foes and implanting a bomb inside her body, that’s… I don’t even have the right words to describe how vile this is. After everything she did to Rylee, I still don’t understand why my wife wanted to save her. And it is my duty to get her to safety. “Tell her that yourself,” I growled, pissed off. To whom? I’m not particularly sure. Dominguez for having such an evil mind, at Rylee for caring too much about this woman, at me for even giving a shit about Kara’s life. I stared at Kara’s trembling figure before lifting my gaze to Piu. “Change of plans. We can’t take her back to the estate without knowing what kind of explosives they’ve put inside her.” “Where will we take her?” Piu mirrored m
Last Updated : 2022-07-25Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 84|Those Eyes
~Klaus~“This is a surprise,” he murmured, lips stretching to a sinister smile. “A very pleasant surprise.”Mindful of the sniper on the captain’s deck, I faced Dominguez, wondering at his choice of weapon in a gunfight.“We planned on using your wife as bait so you’d walk into this trap,” he motioned with both hands on the entirety of the ship. “I was in the middle of scheming a new plan since Davide had been ‘compromised,’ only to find out that my target gave me a gift of showing his pretty face on my turf.”Disgusted, I spat, “I know I’m pretty, but I never thought you had a thing for men.”His eyebrows twitch, but he masked his annoyance by smirking. “Always the comedian.”I tilted my head to the side, eyeing the two daggers he was twirling in his hands. “Aren’t you the punchline of this episode? Daggers in a gunfight?” I raised my M16, and pointed it at his forehead, ready to take the shot and I am lucky to have a very very clear shot this time around.Unphased, Dominguez planted
Last Updated : 2022-07-25Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 85|Vulnerable
~Rylee~There was a heavy feeling in my chest when I opened my eyes the next day. I knew in my gut that something was not right.I was alone in our bed, and an eerie sense floated in the air.Getting up from the bed, I pushed aside the throbbing sensation in my head and body. I grabbed the bottle of pain reliever on the bedside table, downing two, hoping to find some relief for this pain. A knock on the door echoed as I reached for my phone, expecting to know where Klaus was.“It’s open,” I announced. Markus opened the door, a somber look on his face.“Dad…” I stood, wincing at the sudden pinch of pain in my left side.Vicente appeared behind him, a tender smile on his face.“You…”“Why does he get ‘Dad’ and I get a stone cold ‘you?’” he asked, skirting past Markus, inviting himself inside our bedroom.“Is something wrong?” I ignored Vicente’s comment or his snooping on pictures of Klaus and me that hang on the wall.Markus was supposed to be in New York, polishing up the family busin
Last Updated : 2022-07-25Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 86|Finality
~Rylee~‘Stable.’ I’m starting to hate that word. It was all Dr Marino had for me when she checked Klaus for his vitals this morning. It had been two days since the port yet still no development in Klaus’ status.Waiting, that’s all I could do. Wait for Klaus’ body to recover. Wait for the Velocity’s effect to wane. Wait for him to open his eyes and come back to me.Two days and I’m already going crazy. I don’t know if I could go for another two days like this.Sighing, I stepped out of the recovery room, dragging my feet. I need to take care of myself. I’d be no good if I don’t eat or take a shower in the least.Closing the door behind me, a woman in a nurse’s uniform stepped out next door. She gave me a curt smile, passing in front of me, greeting me ‘good evening.’“Hey,” I called, eyeing the door where she had been. “It’s Laura, right?”She faced me, a gentle smile on her lips. “Yes, Signora Martinelli. Can I help you with anything?”I pressed my tongue to the insides of my cheeks
Last Updated : 2022-07-26
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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
