THis is the first chapter in book 2 titled The Mafia Love Arangement
Baking and cooking are what make me happy. Starting a donut and bakery shop that also has an attached coffee shop with my best friend, Lucy, is pretty damn satisfying. I’m in the kitchen now, shaking my hips to some pop song while mixing a huge bowl of donut batter to have for us in the morning. Lucy and I come in at five am to start making donuts, adding icing and fillings, and whatever other touches that are needed. Our baristas are about thirty minutes after us for a six am opening. I have about three hours before I have to leave for the day and head home to get ready for my date with my future husband. Maxim Romanov is a sexy ass devil with his black cut so short it’s almost a buzz cut, deep, dark green eyes, always light scruff but never clean shave and never a beard. His ivory skin is covered in tattoos. He has tattoos covering his arms, chest and back from what I've seen. I think he has some on his thigh. Let's not forget that angular jaw adding to his sexy, domineering look.
I hate how much I desire Max. I hate pushing down my feelings, but I have to protect my heart. It sucks that I have to protect my heart from the one person I want to give it to, but what’s a girl to do when the man she wants doesn’t want her? I have to do my duty because I will not ruin the alliance our parents have fought so hard to forge. I can’t even be mad at my parents because they didn’t make the decision lightly. Not only that but they have made sure I am my own person and that I have something outside of the underworld that I can call my own. That’s why when I told them Lucy and I wanted to open our donut shop which has only expanded further into a bakery and coffee shop, my parents gave us the money. My dad, Nico, who is super business savvy, helped us find the right location that would fit our needs while also bringing us the most customers. My parents have always supported my dreams. They even paid for me to take classes from top chefs and pastry chefs. My parents have done
Max opens my car door and offers me his hand. My driver is dropping me off at the restaurant because having Max pick me up is too intimidating and intimate. Plus, I will have to ride with him when we are married. I want to enjoy my freedom, so to speak, while I have it. Having freedom as an unmarried woman vs having freedom while married are two very different things in the underworld. Term referring to women as ‘ol’ ball and chain’ is something used far too often in the underworld. So, I’ll play the stubborn Italian card and call it a day. Max offers me his hand. I take it with a smile. He’s a sexy devil in his black dress pants, silk black long sleeve button-down shirt paired with his very expensive Italian black leather dress shoes. His tattoos peak from his sleeves and neck. He smells devine with whatever woodsy cologne he has on. Damn him! He knows I like that scent. That’s okay. I know I look hot and had help with Roxy and Lucy’s input, of course. I’m in a deep red off the sho
I make my way to the bathrooms. They are single room bathrooms for men or women. Of course, all three bathrooms are being used. To my relief, one of the- restrooms opens up. I don’t even pay attention to the person who is coming out and holding the door for me. I simply say thank you, but as I go to shut the door, someone stops it. Startled, I look up, prepared to throw a punch if need be, but I’m frozen because Max stands in front of me. Max pushes me into the bathroom and locks the door behind him. I don’t know what to do. I didn’t think Max would follow me. “Alright, Princess. Tell me what the fuck is going on with you?” Max demands as he pushes me up against the wall as he pins his fairly muscular arms on either side of my face. I’m short even in five-inch heels. I'm on the short side. Max is at least a head taller than me, and that’s with my heels. The dead look in his eyes tells me he’s serious. “Oh, come on, Max! You really don’t get why I’m hesitant to marry you?” I scoff, a
Last night went better than I thought it would. I can’t even believe I agreed to move in tonight. I told Lucy and Roxy who were thrilled about it. They want me to be happy with Max. I know they also want my room because I know they eventually want to adopt an older kid or two who has been in the system a bit. They don’t want to do baby and toddler years. Part of me doesn’t blame them yet I want to do it those years. I need to have at least one heir so to speak. I do want kids. I know I at least want two after that I will see. Moving in with Max makes sense. I’m also okay if he wants to have sex before our wedding. We are close enough and I want to finally enjoy being touched by a man. I’m also all for being there while he ends things with Mona. That’s why I’m not only bringing what he request, but I have a whole bunch more goodies I know the staff will enjoy. I also know my brother and Trey will eventually end up at the casino so I brought their favorites. I even bought my dad and da
“I feel better.” I say, turning back to the boxes of goodies. “Good, Princess. Now, grab some of those rum cream filled donuts of yours and feed your Czar,” Max directs as he sits down on the couch, making himself comfortable. “Yes, Czar.” I reply, picking up the donut of his request before heading over and straddling him. I put the donut to his mouth and Max takes a bite. I have to catch some of the cream from falling out. Max takes my fingers with the cream and licks them. “I can’t wait to lick cream from other places from your body.” Max comments, licking his lips. “Oh, really now?” I raise an eyebrow at him. “Yes, that’s so, Princess.” He answers before I offer him another bite of the donut. Max takes a bite of the donut. Shit, feeding him is hot. “What does my Czar want for dinner tonight? “I like those Italian sausage meatballs you make with garlic, white wine, and alfredo sauce with fetchanie noodles. You can pick everything else that goes with it.” Max answers after che
Time passes slowly as I eagerly await the time to head home and have an official first home cooked for me by my future wife. Shit, I can’t believe she actually agreed to move in with me. It was an impulse move to begin with, to even bring the subject up. I didn’t think Toni would agree. I didn’t realize how keeping Mona around made Toni feel like she was unwanted by me. I’m determined to make things right with her. My father would kill me if I fucked things up with Toni. My father adores her. Sometimes, I think that jolly asshole loves her more than me. Not that I’d blame him one bit if he did, because Antonia deserves all the love she can get. Antonia is close with her family. She has a better relationship with her parents than I do with my dad. Hell, I think Toni has a better relationship with my dad than I do. Toni is close with his siblings even though I know she sometimes feels like the odd kid out. I'm an only child, but I have friends. Close friends that I would die for. Igor
I drag my eyes away Max as he takes the nice black plates with a nice white print design on them to the dining area. Shit, I’m nervous about tonight going well. I want so badly to just have sex but there is also fun in making Max wait until we are married. I also realize Max and I have never truly been alone in private before in such an intimate setting. There’s also this pressure to have things go right. I don’t want to fuck anything up with Max. My future happiness rides on how this all goes. My heart swoons after Max, however, my brain is skeptical of Max. My heart trusts Max, it believes him, and it longs for him in ways that sometimes hurt in the best ways possible. My brain wants to believe it’s all a ruse Max is painting so he can do what he wants in the shadows with his Mona. I hate being this jealous and petty, but that bitch somehow brings out my worst traits and in the most horrible ways. Mona has felt like this shadow that hangs over our marriage. Even though Max has made
Today we bury my father. It’s been about five days since he was killed. Hell, Toni and I haven’t even been married for a whole week yet here we are attending my father's funeral together. It’s almost unfathomable that we are standing here as people pay their respects to my dad. My mind is having trouble comprehending the situation. I thought I had years left with my dad. He was my guidance and sounding board when it came to business stuff. Now, he’s just gone. Living in the underworld there is always a risk that you will die a brutal death. At least my father was shot in the head by a sniper, so it was quick. We don’t know who ordered the hit either. Not yet at least. My father did have his secrets. Granted he didn’t have many that I didn’t know about, but I wager there are a few he kept from me for one reason or another. I know if he didn’t keep something from me it was probably to protect me. That’s one thing I can always say about my dad was that he fiercely protected me yet he wa
Waking up to the woman I love who is now my wife feels pretty damn good. Last night Toni and I feel asleep after a fun fuck. I thought we might wake for more sex in the middle of the night but we both were drained from the day. It was an eventful wedding and I know my princess enjoyed herself. I’m happy my gift worked out the way I hoped it would. My fingers lightly trail the gold chain necklace that is loose on her now. Toni stirs next to me, but she doesn’t wake. I’m personally not ready to roll my ass out of bed, so I don’t blame Toni for not wanting to wake up. I relax a bit, closing my eyes since my princess isn’t ready to wake yet. We have nowhere to be today. We have a couples massage booked in the afternoon to be followed by a nice romantic dinner before we spend on more night having a fuck fest before we have to go back to go back to daily business. The break is nice. Toni and I did agree to do a honeymoon later on. With her business and me slowly taking over for my father,
Max says nothing more as he pulls me into a deep kiss by tightening the chain. Max’s fingers work my clit a bit fast before he abruptly pulls away. Max hooks his finger in the one heart that is on the pulling side of the chain and proceeds to lead me to the bed while choking me, but I can breathe a bit. It’s more of a strained breathing and I’m stupid wet from his silent command along with the choking. Add my frazzled clit that’s begging for an orgasm release, I’m absolutely wanting and needy for my fucking husband. He gets me and while that terrifies part of me, I know Max is going to fuck what fears I have away. “I want you to ride me tonight, Princess. I want to see the glory of my wife’s sexy body. To make this fun when I tighten the chain go slow and when it loose fast. If you become light headed, need me to take over, or anything like that tap me or wave. Do you understand, Princess?” Max asks if he loosens the chain all the way. ‘Yes, Czar.” “Good girl. Let’s get in position
We enter the suite and Max heads right to the bedroom. Max gently places me on my feet. “Let’s get completely out of our clothes and get comfortable so we can enjoy the rest of the night.” Max instructs. “Okay, I'm going to need help getting out my dress and undressing in general.” I casually inform him. “I got you, Princess. Let me get undressed first.” “I’m going to go remove my makeup so I can wash my face. I’m all for relying on plushy dark red robes that I had custom made for us. I know it’s corny, but I got you a wedding gift. One says Czar on the back and the other says Princess.” I inform him, knowing Lucy packed the robes in my things. Igor and Lucy were in charge of making sure we had everything we need in our room for a night or two. “Well, now I don’t have to worry about making you feel guilty because I got you a gift too. I’ll give it to you when we are ready to fuck as husband and wife.” Max informs me as he starts to slip out of his clothes. “I should have known yo
Walking onto the dance floor to have my first dance with Max as man and wife feels pretty amazing. We are finally married and the alliance is as official as it gets. Dancing with Max we stay silent completely lost in each other’s eyes. Somehow I’ve found a way to let my walls down with Max. My walls aren’t completely down but Max is slowly breaking his way past the walls into my heart. When Mona crashed our rehearsal dinner last night, I was so upset. The worst thoughts went through my head and all my fears began to rear their ugly heads. Then I locked eyes with Max and that was the moment my fears melted away. We were united and it felt good. It felt right. It also felt good to rip into Mona. I can’t believe the audacity and I’m also worried she might actually be crazy. It doesn’t matter because Max is mine and I am his. “You look stunningly beautiful, Princess.” Max compliments as he slowly twirls me around the dance floor. “Thank you, Czar. You are looking incredibly handsome yo
It’s the night of our rehearsal dinner. I can’t believe Toni will finally and officially be my wife tomorrow. Our wedding has been in the making for years so for it all to actually be happening is a relief. Our whole wedding is to soldify the Russian and Italian-Irish alliance. While everyone has honnored the alliance the alliance won’t be a hundred percent binding until Toni and I are married. A lot of people have been anticipating our wedding because it means peace will always remain between the alliance. Essentially, neither side will be able to back out, and while neither side has never once mentioned backing out it was still an option that hung overone’s head like guillotine. So, here we are at the rehearsal dinner celebrating the marriage and alliance on the roof top of the casino. Toni is currently mingling with our guests as her mom guides her. Being a mafia wife isn’t easy, but being a mafia wife to the head leader is an entire role in itself. Being my wife is like being a p
I almost don’t recognize myself in the mirror in the beautiful, elegant wedding dress. I chose a satin Ivory off the shoulder princess silhouette. The back of the dress has pearl buttons that close the dress. All my jewelry is gold with pearls. Even my taira which my mom said is a tradition that she is starting since she wore one for her wedding. I appeased her because I do like the idea of a tradition and so did Angie. I don’t mind partaking in a wedding tradition. I did opt for no vail. It’s overrated in my opinion. Lucy, Roxy, and Angie are my bridesmaids. They will be wearing off the shoulder A-line dresses in a pretty dusty pink color. I’ve picked out their pearl jewelry to be similar to mine. I’ve gone for a vintage like vibe for the wedding. My mom has a darker rose pink dress with pearl detailing for her dress. Today is the final fitting for all of us as the wedding is officially five days away, and I’m only slightly freaking out. My fears aren’t with the wedding itself. I k
“Ready to be mine, Princess?” I inquire, leaning into her as my one hand grips her chin making her look me in the eyes. Her eyes glazed over from the pleasure I just gave her gaze at me. “More than ready, Czar.” She purrs as I adjust her position so we can be more comfortable while we fuck. “Rough and hard, Princess?” I ask as I nudge her entrance with the tip of my cock. “Of course, Czar. Like we know another way.” She teases, leaning her face closer to mine as I slowly push inside of her. “You’re right, we will never be gentle.” I confirm, as I roughly push past her barrier while my lips devour hers. I begin to move in and out of her at a rapid pace. Every time I slam into her I do it has rough and hard as possible to the point where her head is hitting the cabinets just enough to rattle them lightly. I nip at her lips through our kisses as we both get lost in the passion and desire that has exploded between us. Fuck, Toni feels amazing and finally fucking her is a devine as I
“No, you are not the villain in my story. Not since you got rid of Mona, at least. When I thought you wanted her more than me, it made me want to hate you.” She confesses as she attempts to relax her body. I close the distance between us as I pull her to me. I secure her wrists behind her back with one of my hands. My other hand grips her chin roughly. “There was never anything between us. I used to picture I was fucking you instead,” I say in her ear, letting my words vibrate in her brain in hopes she will finally accept she is the one I fucking want. “I should not find that hot, but maybe I do just a little,” confesses with a brief pause. “I can’t say I never pictured that it was you touching me instead.” Toni purrs back. “I thought you said you were untouched?” I growl, upset she would lie about that. I don’t care if she did fool around, but why would she lie about it? I don’t like lies.“I said I was untouched by a man, therefore I did not lie. Max, I’m bisexual. I had my own f