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My Mafia Husband Chapter 64
Nicolas Never in my life could I have imagined feeling anxious, yet at this very moment, I am incredibly nervous. I smeared some gel on my hair and gave it a neat style. I adjust my cufflinks in an effort to keep myself from leaving my hotel room, snatching Anaya, and bringing her to the altar in lieu of waiting. Who would have thought I would be jittery about my wedding? Leave that. Who would have thought I would be marrying? And now I’m just waiting for the dang thing to start! How much time is left? I sighed, recalling the day we informed our family that we planned to get married in three weeks. All of them gave weird and different reactions. It was interesting to witness Viler’s mouth open and astonished look. The look quickly changed from shock to annoyance, though. It took us the entire evening to get them all to settle down. By 'us,' I mean Anaya. When I say we were exhausted at the end of the night, I was. I really didn’t care what they thought. I will marry my girl with or
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Anaya The last three weeks have been the most stressful three weeks of my life. I knew wedding preparation could be both stressful and thrilling, but nothing prepared me for this. During these times, my father and Cia operated like a well-oiled machine. I proposed they launch a joint event management company. Cia provided me with a plethora of bath goods. When I was completely clean, I dried myself and wore a white sexy lingerie. It was the best garment I have ever worn. Lastly, I added the garter belt. I did it before hand so as to avoid dirty comments I am sure Ad will throw my way. I draped the silky pink robe over me with ‘the bride’ emblazoned in large letters on the back. When I was alone in the dressing room, I squealed a bit. I’m about to get married. I have never been both so nervous and so excited. Nicolas and I had our differences in the past, but right now, all I could think about was meeting him at the altar. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered, thinking about how
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Nicolas “Wait!” Who the hell yelled that? When everyone turned to face the stoop, they noticed... Adrian. He was panting hard, hunched down with his hands on his knees. I said, gritting my teeth, “Adrian.” This stumped us all. Anaya pressed her hand on mine. Adrian raced up to the altar. He moved forward and spoke in a low voice that only Anaya and I could hear. “Can’t marry without your minister, aye!” We both whisper-yelled, “What?” What exactly does he mean? We already have a minister in place. “Ad, we already have...” she began, turning to face the place where the minister was supposed to be present there. However, it was vacant. “Mrs. Boss, the minister had a situation in the toilet,” he blurted while gigging. “What do you mean by a situation in the toilet?” I questioned. He tried to contain his laughter as he said, “Boss, he has diarrhea, and he’s smearing the toilet in the mansion.” Oh, Lord! “Ew!” Anaya wrinkled her nose. Fuck, she is cute. “But who will perform the
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Anaya I chuckled, “Papa, I can’t believe you chased my husband off the dance floor.” “It was time for the father-daughter dance. And besides, he was getting too close to you,” he muttered. We had a lot of people join us on the dance stage. I laughed once more. Nicolas was pouting while occupying the chair that was allotted to us. On the table, Mr. and Mrs. were inscribed in capital letters. My father and Nicolas are both really cute. It’s amusing when they try to prove to each other how much power they have over me. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his forehead. “Papa, Nicolas, and I just got married. You were the one who arranged it and now you say he is too close to me,” I said, trying not to laugh. He grunted, dismissing what I said, and we danced on. Our dancing was cut short by the phone ringing. My father stiffened up as soon as he saw the caller. “I have to take this, Passero. I will be back.” I glanced at him in disbelief and said, “Sure.” I stood on the stage, staring a
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Nicolas “Remove your panties, kitten,” I ordered, as I took a sharp turn. I tightened my hold on the steering wheel. I’d had enough at this point. I want her. “What?” she yelled. “Are you crazy?” “Do it now, kitten. Or I will do it for you,” I warned. She took off her underwear and placed it on the dashboard of the car. “What now?” she asked. “Now I want you to put your hand in between your legs and play with yourself,” I instructed. She said, “No.” She was clearly hesitant, as seen by the blush on her face. I love how innocent she is, but it is not helping me right now. Without a doubt, she won’t be walking tomorrow. “Kitten,” I warned. “No! You are driving. It is not safe,” she countered. I answered, “Fine,” and pulled to the side of the road. I opened the door and exited the vehicle. I unbuckled her and took her into my arms. I stepped around to the back of the vehicle and unlocked the door. I placed her on my lap while I sat in the rear seat. Her gown has hitched upwards.
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Anaya My eyelids fluttered open, and I looked about. I winced when I noticed the drapes were open and sunshine filtering through the window in the room. Sunlight illuminated the dark grey and black room. My gaze was drawn to the attractive man who was blissfully asleep beside me. His breathing was shallow and calm. He looked so peaceful. I cannot believe it’s been five days since we were married. I am living with him in his... our house. Our room. It was quite difficult for me to leave my father’s place. I have only been living there for the last few months, I have grown fond of all the people who live there. Even the guards! They helped me sneak my father’s candy from his car. I grin, remembering Nicolas comforting me when I was upset after leaving my father’s house. Even if he hates when Cia and Ad steal my time, he still arranged a sleepover for all of us. So I could unwind with my friends. That’s exactly what happened. However, I still managed to get into our bed in the middle
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Nicolas I was ready to tear Ben a new one, when he was hesitant to talk in front of Anaya, making her leave the office. She did not complain or whine, but it did not sit well with me that she thought she needed to leave the office so we could talk. Adrian looked at Ben and shook his head. “That was an asshole move, man.” Ben protested, “What? I didn’t say anything!” Adrian replied and cast a squinting look at Ben. “You know what you did!” “I never thought of you as a liar, Ben,” I replied as I walked over to the coffee machine in the corner. I poured a sizable cup for myself and sipped it. I took a few more seconds to calm myself so that I would not explode at my friend and also to savor Ben’s terrified and regretful expression. Ben murmured, “I am sorry, boss. I don’t have anything against Anaya, I assure you. She is the most tender and kind person I have ever met.” Adrain scoffed, “And how do you repay her? By questioning her presence?” I’ve been trying to make sense of the is
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Anaya “I am not sure anymore that you do,” I whispered. I was aware that the statement was entirely bogus. I only wanted him to understand how difficult it is to discover truths through doors repeatedly. He made a promise to me, but he broke it. “Anaya,” he choked. The look on his face conveyed how much my words hurt him. “You already know that’s not true.” I step back from him to gather my thoughts because the look he is giving me is too painful for me to handle. I can’t pour my emotions into the air when all he does is hide things from me. “It’s ironic, Nicolas. You claim to despise liars, but you lie all the time.” “I did not lie!” he responded, taking a step forward. I took a step back and said, “Oh yes, you just hide the truth from me again and again.” In response to the sarcasm in my voice, his fists clenched. He hates it when I do it, and I know that. I was walking back while he was moving forward toward me. My back hit the wall, and I gasped when he was standing just inche
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My Mafia Husband Epilogue
6 years later... Nicolas I brushed my fingertips over the name ‘Emma Ricci’ on the tombstone. The words ‘an amazing mother and human’ were written in capital letters below it. My mother. Even after all these years, I still miss her with all my heart. I whispered, “Maa, I miss you,” and laid the flowers Anaya had picked this morning from the garden on the grave. I am sure that my mother is resting with angels. I looked to my right and saw three more headstones. While searching for Scar, I learned more about my other half-siblings that he had killed. I never managed to locate their remains, but I was able to establish some momentum in their memory. I may never meet them, but I pray they find peace in the hereafter. I smiled and walked back to the house. The wonderful aroma of coffee drew me to the kitchen, where my beautiful wife was brewing coffee. I smiled and hugged her from behind. “Hi, kitten,” I whispered in her ear and kissed her neck. My hands stroked her stomach. She shutt
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Anaya I was floating in complete darkness. My body felt as though it was fastened to a harness. I tried to get down, but I could not. I held my hand out to touch something, but it was just a whole lot of nothing. I was about to give up when I overheard a toddler babbling in the distance. I turned to glance around when I saw a kid crawling away from me. He moved away on all fours while wriggling his adorable bum, so I was unable to see his face. It felt like the child was calling out to me as the he kept babble-babbling in his child’s language. I pushed myself to follow the child. And soon I was swimming towards him. “Hold on, little one. Where is your mama?” I questioned, but the child picked up his pace. I huffed, “Stop running, baby. We need to get you back to your mama. She might be worried!” The infant babbled again, and soon I heard him laugh. I could not help but smile at the sweet laughter of a child. I must admit that seeing him laugh made me happy. As though my maternal
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Nicolas “Noooo....” As soon as I noticed Anaya tumbling to the ground, I yelled. Everything was moving in slow motion for me. She had pushed me aside, taking a bullet that was meant for me. I turned to face the culprit. The blood that was pouring out of his mouth did not hide the smirk plastered on his face. He was holding a gun and pointing at her. I yelled in anger and snatched the gun out of his hand and he looked me in the eye. “You are no human. See you in hell, Scar,” I said and shot him in the middle of his forehead. His blood splattered on the floor as the bullet tore through his head. I shot him repeatedly until I felt someone grab my collar. I spun around to see a distraught Cia pleading with me to look at Anaya. I turned around and spotted Cia, Ben, and Adrian with several of my men. I’m not even sure when they walked into the room. I looked at my wife, who was bleeding on the floor and struggling to keep her eyes open, as I recovered from my vengeful daze. Her eyes were
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Nicolas I grumbled and drew Anaya closer to me. Even though I was awake, I didn’t want to leave the warmth of my wife’s body. She exhaled and snuggled deeper into my chest. I opened my eyes and her naked body pressed against mine stirred my friend down south. I wanted to wake her up and have my way with her again. She must, however, be worn out from the previous night. We had been at it like rabbits. We didn’t get to sleep until the early hours of the morning, fucking until we were out of energy. Nonetheless, my body yearned for her. I don’t think I will ever be tired or fulfilled by the number of times I have her. She is my drug, and I am addicted. She had been apprehensive ever since she first met OBGYN Dr. Nile three months ago. Though he has assured her at all appointments that everything is fine, she is still doubting herself. The grief in her eyes when she sees a negative pregnancy test crushes my heart. I haven’t let her take another test for three weeks now and we are wingin
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Anaya Lee’s battered body lay on the ground. His mangled body was covered in blood from head to toe. Due to the loss of blood, his skin turned pale. His clothes were ripped, and his eyes were hollow. He didn't look like the man I'd seen a few months earlier, with the Armani suit, exquisite jewelry, wide smile, and expensive watches. However, he deserves it after what he had done. He is at the topmost level of the dungeon and is used as a punching bag by all of us. Some of Marcus’s men decided to take the easy way out and kill themselves with cyanide pills while those who had been left were here in the dungeons. The evil ones have been vented, and all have been tortured. The majority of his men were killed. We didn’t have any other options. A few, such as the doctor and his brother who assisted Nicolas, are helped by him to live an honest life. “What? I unloaded my frustration on him since you wouldn't allow me to go on my trips.” Cia said nonchalantly. Nicolas sighed and rubbed his
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Nicolas As I sat in my chair, I noticed that all of my commanders were listing intendly. The previous two months had been extremely hectic. I’ve begun to focus again on my work since the plasters have been removed and my body has fully recovered. We have managed to bounce back higher due to my and Anaya’s efforts. Yes, I have officially asked her to be the boss of the gang. She has declined for the time being. She wants to learn how to operate the business correctly, and she has been a tremendous student. I find it fascinating how she comes up with innovative solutions. I turned to gaze to my right where my new commander, Anaya Ricci, was presenting the information she had for our proposed warehouse to everyone. She had taken care of the repairs and security updates to the warehouse with the help of Adrain. “Nicolas, your lost in your thoughts,” she said quietly as she ended her presentation and the room applauded. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at her. “I’m sorry. What w
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Anaya I felt a tingle on the underside of my thigh. I squirmed when I felt a delicate caress near my hip. Is this a dream? Since Nicolas started teasing me with his touches and dirty words way too frequently last week, I have been exceedingly jittery and aroused. I heard Nicolas say, “I know you’re awake, kitten. Open your eyes.” when I felt hot breath near my ear. Of course, it’s him that gets me wet first thing in the morning! I thought of teasing him, returning the favor, but I jerked awake when I felt a slap on my pussy. “What the...” I lagged. I saw my handsome husband lying on top of me, freshly showered, wearing a red t-shirt and blue jeans. He smirked, “Good morning, wife. It’s always lovely to see your beautiful eyes and naked body in the morning.” I flushed as I realized I was under him, absolutely naked. He purposely made me play strip poker last night, knowing well I am terrible at cards and that’s how I ended up naked while he was fully clothed. Now that Nicolas’s ba
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Nicolas I saw my beautiful wife curled up beside me. Two weeks have passed since I was released from the hospital. I was strictly ordered to stay in bed, and some of my minor bandages had been taken off. I pushed my body to move even though it was still difficult. I'm not going to be chained to a bed. I chuckled, as I remembered how mad Anaya and Cia got when I tried to stand up and fell down on the ground. Since Marcus managed to escape the helicopter when it crashed into the water, everyone has been under pressure. He was actually concealing a knife in his boot, which he used to cut through his binds discreetly. While Noah was holding him, he stabbed the knife into Noah's thigh. We were relieved Noah was safe, since we didn't need a battle with the American Mafia right now. The five men aboard the helicopter that was transporting Marcus got into a fight with him. Someone inadvertently discharged gun, shooting the pilot and causing the plane to crash. We lost Marcos, Anaya's bodygu
