MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 41: You Look Sexy Tonight Angelia

I was one of the people who got easily scared of driving, being in a boat or flying even though I had never been in a plane before. I always overthought what could happen in every given scenario, like being trapped in my father's boat while it sank to the bottom. My father didn't have one of those boats that were open to the elements, he had a marine canvas with a window which meant we were inside the canvas while being on the boat

But even with how scared I usually was, there was something about Kingston's driving that just made me feel safe. Yes, he did push the pedal a little too much but even so, he e seemed to be in complete control and relaxed. The car felt cramped with him in it, like he was taking up much more space than he really did. There was tension about him, edging on dangerous and angry but I still felt safe. For some reason, I just knew he wouldn't hurt me, not know and not ever. I didn't know why I was so sure about that, especially since I had just met him. He stayed quite, which wasn't shocking and even though I wanted to get to know him better, I didn't think this was the appropriate time. What had happened since I last saw him? Was this how he usually was or was there something more going on?

Unable to keep my eyes off him, I peeked at him through lowered lashes. I didn't think I would ever get used to being this close to him, he was just so big. Everything about him speaks power and not only of the physical kind. I studied the tattoo on his neck, it was an intricate piece in black ink that crawled up his throat and encircled it in its entirety, The ink suited him as if it was always meant to fill in his skin with beautiful designs. Again, I wondered if there were more tattoos hiding beneath his clothes and what they might look like. My eyes trailed down his arms, taking in how well the suit jacket fitted around his massive arms. It

followed along to his hand resting on the clutch, more tattoos coming from beneath his sleeve. A flower that I didn't know what it was called circled around his wrist before coming to a stop on the back of his hand. It looked like it was dying and my gaze snapped towards the hand on the steering wheel, confirming what I was actually seeing.

I gasped, taking in his knuckles. They were all bruised and bloodied with dried blood from what looked like cuts that had just started to heal.

"What happened?" I asked, suddenly feeling a protectiveness I shouldn't be feeling.

J had to force myself not to reach his hands because he was diving and I didn't know how he

Chapter 42: You Look S***y Tonight

would feel about it. He threw another annoyed look my way, this was the second time in the last few minutes. I swallowed whatever I had to say or ask.

My heart was beating a mile a minute as I continued to peek at his hand when I knew he wouldn't notice. Those cuts were either from self-defense or something else had happened. The only good thing about the wounds was that I was one hundred percent sure his bad mood wasn't because of me. I was curious as hell but I wasn't one to snoop or find answers to things that didn't concern me. Although, if it had anything to do with me, I had to trust either him or one of them would fill

me in.

The rest of the drive was spent in silence which I didn't mind. I nodded the time to gather myself before walking into this meeting, I had a lot to talk to them about and I needed to stop being my usual shy self to get through this all. It wasn't like we were going to talk about the weather, no we were going to discuss my sexual preference. I never thought a day like this would come when I have to talk to strangers about my sexual preference and my sexual experience as well.

He parked the car smoothly in the middle of two others which I recognized as Riccardo's and Marshall's. I just hope Adanna won't be working today. I had enough with this meeting to worry about and I don't need a s***ty girl with an unjustified attitude toward me on top of that. He walked in ahead of me and I could hear Adanna's sugar sweet voice greeting him. He ignored her as he held the door open for me, I smiled in thanks and he just nodded in return.

Adanna's smile turned upside down as soon as she saw me and I me**y rolled my eyes. I knew few of these b***hes in high school, I just didn't know they continued to be b***s when they grew up. However, my smile stayed in place as I took out my notebook and placed my jacket in his arms and I almost smirked at the surprise look on her face. One thing I also learned about those said ***hes, never let them walk all over you. Of course, it was easy for me to practice my preaching when Kingston was with me, I wouldn't have the same guts if I was alone.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Placing my phone in the basket, I followed Kingston down the stairs through the hallway and into the dungeon, feeling her

angry stare at my back. For once, I didn't feel nervous being down here, mostly because I was more nervous about something else. Tonight, we would go over the contract and negotiate dos and don't and maybe. It felt weird but so f***ng exciting.

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It felt like people were staring at me as I followed closely behind him through the sections, the man guarding the stairs and up to the second level. Although people were probably not looking but it felt like it, my skin buzzed with imagined attention, I tried as much as I could but I couldn't shake it off. I had been up here on the second floor before but instead of going to the right, we continued straight ahead to the door at the end of the hall.

I dried my clammy hands on my dress to calm my nerves and focused on breathing evenly. It was a feat that I actually managed to do when I felt like hyperventilating. No one could say I shied

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C **y Tonigh away from putting myself out there and pushing myself out of my comfort zone, not at thist moment at least. It felt great though even with these anxious nerves to do something I had always. wanted but was too afraid to do until now.

He didn't knock on the door, instead he walked in as if he owned the place. It all made sense since it was owned by his best friend, he probably made himself at home here. The room was in an intimate setting, it was dark and a little shadowy but with enough light to see everything in detail. In the center of the room was a long dinner table in the same dark oak the club was known for and aside from the table and chairs, the room was completely bare of furniture. The walls were filler with pictures of the same theme as the erotic and sophisticated picture in the hallway.

I didn't know they had a room like this here but I could understand why Riccardo had one in case he wanted to have a dinner meeting at the club. Like what we were having now. Riccardo looked up from his laptop as soon as we entered, his eyes locking automatically with mine and the raw hunger I saw in them would make any woman drop their panties.

"If you keep looking at me like that, honey. I will cancel the dinner and have you instead." He smirked as if he knew the reaction he had to my body especially after saying something like that.

I suddenly needed a drink to tame the fire burning within me. Breaking his eye contact, I saw Marshall standing by one of the pictures, admiring it before turning his attention towards me. I sucked in a breath at the sight of him, his hair was rugged and s**y and I had never seen a man pull off the shoulder-length like he did. His eyes dropped, scanning every exposed skin I had and

he smiled.

"You look awfully sexy tonight. If I didn't know any better, I would say you were trying to seduce us." He said and I smiled back, I couldn't help but play along.

"Who is to say I am not?" I curled a brow.

"Because you already did that the first time we laid eyes on you, beautiful."

He was right and I had no comeback for that one.

"Please have a seat." Riccardo said as he straightened some papers in front of him.

He was looking like his usual hot self, they all were. I couldn't believe that just from daring myself

to go to the open house that one night would lead to this, it was crazy to think about.