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Mrs. 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 : 2022-07-26Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 87|Break The Rules
~Rylee~Warm water pelted my skin. I sighed, pressing my palms against the wall as I closed my eyes.A mother who didn’t want me and willingly handed me to a stranger the moment I was born, a self-centered sister, and a drug lord for a father… I huffed, shaking my head. The irony of my life. We truly cannot choose which family we are born to.Lucky for me, that stranger treated me like his own blood, cared for me like I was his own daughter. I met people who loved me like a family and now I have a husband who gave light to my entire world.I took in a sharp breath, reached for the soap, and lathered my body. Negative thinking will do me no good. The need to be on Klaus’ side compelled me to finish my shower and head back to his room. I want to be there when he wakes up.Every second that passes by, this hollow in my chest grows exponentially. He’s within my reach, yet I’m missing him so much. His touch, his smile, his sexy smirk.An army of goosebumps rose on the back of my neck. I di
Last Updated : 2022-07-26Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 88|For Rylee
~Klaus~“Are you out of your mind?” Claudia fired as soon as Rylee parked the bike in the mansion’s roundabout.Claudia and I have known each other for ten years. She was still studying when she stumbled into our business, which made me wonder why me sneaking out of the infirmary still came as a surprise for her. She knew I hated being confined in that disinfectant-scented room, where everything was white and bright all the time.Much like Cali, I hate hospitals or any room that resembled and smelled like one. It makes me think of death, of how close I was to take my last breath.Hopping off Harley, I removed my helmet, and I lifted Rylee by the waist.‘God, I missed holding her.’Rylee squealed, surprised. She removed her helmet and smiled at me.‘Fuck. I want to make love to her… now.’ But I have to deal with Claudia and Dad first.“I’m out of danger,” I said, throwing an arm over Rylee’s shoulder.Claudia replied with a groan. The grim look on her face says she wasn’t happy with my
Last Updated : 2022-07-27Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 89|Reasons
~Klaus~I moved to the coffee table and cupped her face, giving her no other option but to give me her full attention. “Rylee,” I murmured, using her name so she knew how serious I am about what I am about to say. “The result said slim, not zero, there’s still a possibility.”Claudia and whoever specialist she trusted to look into Rylee’s medical history, I’m sure they are the best at what they do. And if the result says there’s a slim chance, I will hold into that hope.“Klaus…” Rylee stared at me, her melted hazel hues misting. “And apart from my training at Black Hand, there was a point where I was caught by the Triad spying on them. They tortured me and injected me with a lot of drugs, which affected my body in irreversible ways. It’s hard to accept the truth, but somehow, a part of me kind of expected something like this.”I shook my head. This cannot be it. I don’t believe that her dream of having a child will end like this. I won’t allow it.“What about the turkey baster? And a
Last Updated : 2022-07-27Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 90|Don’t Give Up
~Rylee~The golden sliver of light passes through the gaps of the curtains. My eyes squinted. I curled into a ball, instantly realizing that I was alone in bed. An army of goosebumps rose from my arms to my legs. I pulled the covers closer to my body, smiling at feeling eyes watching me in the distance. Even without peeling my eyes open, I knew it was Klaus.“Perving?” I murmured, voice raspy with sleep.“You like me perving,” Klaus said. I could hear the smile in his voice.I opened my eyes. He was sitting on the edge of the table wedged on the cream-colored wall. His injured leg was hanging from the desk. Klaus looked domesticated dressed in gray sweatpants and a dark blue cashmere sweater. His feet were bare. Add his tousled dark curls and day-old stubble… he looks sexy as hell.Damn. I want him for breakfast.“Breakfast?” he asked, a knowing smirk tugging his lips.He knew what was running into my mind, yet he motioned for the tray of food beside him.I gnawed my lower lip, pullin
Last Updated : 2022-07-28Mrs. 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
Last Updated : 2022-07-29
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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
