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The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty one
Hazel. Making out with him while on his laps and in his private jet was even better than it had been in his bed. Andrey know what I liked, the moves that made me moan and gasp and sink my finger into his hair. He pulled back and smiled up at me, his hands roaming up and down my back before he cups my butt and gives it a gently squeeze--I smiled, biting my lower lip. I hate it when I do that because it meant I was going nuts over him. How did I get so obsessed with this man?“God, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice was rich and deep. Warmth ran between my legs, leaving on emptiness behind I was afraid only he could fill. He leans in, his lips against my cheek, brushing it lightly—and still that light touch sent shivers through my nerves, shivers that made my whole body tremble. "If you want me to stop, tell me now," he whispered. When I still said nothing, he brushed his mouth against the hollow of my temple. "Or now." He traced the line of my cheekbone. "Or now." His li
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty two
Andrey. "Hazel, what's up?" I asked, noticing her pacing around the room with a furrowed brow.She sighed heavily, her frustration palpable. "It says Andrey and his new girlfriend are off to New York," she muttered, scrolling through her phone. "Do people always gossip? How do they even get this info so quickly?"I glanced up from my phone, where I was chatting with Jayden about some work matters. I'd left him in charge, but it seemed he wasn't quite meeting my expectations. Now I found myself dealing with work even on vacation. Trusting Jayden was one thing, but getting things done exactly how I wanted was another."That's just how social media works, babes," I replied, sympathy lacing my tone.Hazel sighed again, reading aloud another blogger's headline. "Hazel looks terrified like he kidnapped her," she recited, her voice tinged with disbelief. Then she gasped at the next one. “Mafia boss of a strong group and the CEO of Sandro house scene with a cheap gold digger... I can't
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty three
Hazel. "Where are you taking me next, Mr. Sandro?" I ask teasingly as we finish wandering around Manhattan, the sun beginning to set. My arms are intertwined with Andrey's as he leads me onward, his destination unknown as usual. Always full of surprises. I wonder how my heart hasn't ceased yet from all his unpredictable surprises. "Patience, my love," he replies softly, planting a kiss on my hand. I giggle and obediently follow his lead. Though tired, I'm reluctant for the day to end. All I can think about is a hot shower and a massage—I certainly need one—but I trust Andrey to surprise me with that too. He takes me to a bridge and instructs me to wait. As he disappears from view, I sigh softly and turn my attention to the waves below. There are swans gliding gracefully on the water, their pristine white feathers reflecting the fading light. They seem to exude a sense of pride in their appearance, and I can't help but admire them. Observing the boats in the distance, I noti
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty four
Hazel. Andrey is not usually one to sleep in, but this morning is an exception. The clock strikes ten, and he's still fast asleep, while I've been up for quite some time already. I decide to let him rest, considering our late night out. Last night, I dragged him to a club, despite his apparent discomfort with the whole scene. Even with his guards around, he seemed on edge, citing the differences in laws here in New York. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his cautiousness, typical of the rich elite. After a refreshing shower, I slip into a casual blue top and jeans, ready to tackle the day. There are a few things I spotted at the hotel's shopping mall yesterday that I want to pick up for Ann before we leave tomorrow. Andrey still hasn't revealed our next trip, leaving me curious and eager to find out. Approaching the bed, I lean in to give him a kiss, but he surprises me by pulling me close, his arm wrapping around my waist. "No, Andrey," I protest, giggling. "I need to go
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty five
Andrey. She screeched once more, hurling another piece of clothing in my direction. It felt like a storm of anger, each thing she threw adding to the tempest raging within her. For the past ten minutes, she'd been pacing, her movements erratic, her face contorted with frustration. It seemed like anything within arm's reach became a missile aimed at me, and I flinched with each toss.I hesitated to approach her, fearing her wrath. Her silence was more unnerving than any words she could have spoken. It was as if her silence held a weight that drowned out any attempts at communication. Whenever I dared to open my mouth, she silenced me with a guttural growl, a warning sign that I was only fueling her anger.So, I remained still, letting her vent her fury. The onslaught of objects hurled my way didn't matter as much as her well-being. I hoped that once her anger had subsided, she would be ready to listen.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she collapsed onto the bed, her sobs
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty six
Hazel.Maybe I was too harsh on him. Maybe I shouldn't have grilled him like that. Deep down, he probably did it to keep me safe, but I can't shake the feeling that it was all about his selfish interest. I'm mad at both Andrey and Chris, but I'm not taking sides, especially not Chris. Andrey threatened someone's life, and Chris took advantage of me. For what? Love? I can't even say that. They're both toxic. It scares me how obsessed Andrey is with me. I worry at some point, he might hurt me if I turn him down. But then again, he'd never do that. He loves me, whether I stay with him or not. He just wants what's best for me. I realize my reaction this morning was unnecessary. Maybe it's because Andrey made a scene when he saw me with Chris, or maybe I was just mad because he scared Chris off. But shouldn't I be thanking him? I sigh as I toss and turn in bed, hugging a pillow. When I really think about it, it's not all Andrey's fault. Chris took Andrey's money and ran. He would've
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty seven
Hazel"I really do love working with your team, it's like a dream come true," I express as we stroll out of the meeting hall. Despite the lingering guilt for leaving Palm Angels behind, Francesco's understanding nature eases my conscience. He's so accommodating and easy to get along with, yet simultaneously resolute and dedicated. I deeply admire his work ethic and unwavering commitment."Ah, don't be so hard on yourself. You needed that vacation after what you went through. Right now, I've got some clients waiting for me in my office. We'll catch up later," he reassures me, waving away my concerns with a dismissive gesture. With a nod, I watch him disappear down the hallway before making my way to my office.Today marks my first day back at work, despite originally planning to extend my time off. I couldn't bear the thought of idling away at home for another two weeks, aimlessly pacing the halls of Andrey's guest house and making rearranges of nothing that does not need rearrangin
The Mafia’s One Night Stand Wife Forty eight
Andrey."Maa, you're really going overboard," I grumble into the phone, but my mamma can be relentless once she's set her mind on something. "You won't tell me what's wrong. I'm certain Hazel will, so I'm heading to her workplace," she insists firmly. I let out a heavy sigh, rubbing my temples. My mum called me yesterday, and from the moment I picked up the phone, she jumped to the conclusion that something was amiss with me, particularly concerning Hazel. While it's true that a big part of my stress stems from what's going on between Hazel and me, I also have a heap of work-related issues on my plate."You'll only make things worse, mamma. Just let me handle it," I plead, but she huffs and abruptly ends the call. I slump back in my chair, frustrated, and drop the phone onto my desk with a sigh."Seriously, man, you gotta ditch this girl. There are tons of high class ladies practically throwing themselves at you, ready to settle down," Jayden's voice comes through loud and clear.
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