Her Mafia Lord

CHAPTER Nine

When Imade got home, Felix and Amy were horrified at the sight of their only daughter. Amy almost had tears coming out of her eyes. “Who did this to you?” Felix asked feeling really angry. Imade couldn’t stop crying, Amy helped her up the stairs till they got to their room. She believed her daughter was most likely going to open up to her about the entire scene that had happened.

“Who did this to you darling.” Imade sniffed in a running nose that was threatening to fall out as she made attempt to explain the entire situation to her mother. “Bianca, Bianca did this.” Amy looked at her daughter in disbelief. “This most be some sort of joke. How can Bianca bully you and you wouldn’t fight back?” Amy asked.

“She did it with the help of her personal guard. That woman beat me up in front of the entire school and made me a laughing stock. Mother my reputation has been completely ruined and i can’t seem to hide my face any where.” Imade continued to cry. Amy had to draw her closer once more to comfort her.

“Don’t worry darling, I assure you we will find a solution to that bitch.” Amy said. “Try and change your clothes, while I speak with your father.” Imade shook her head, while Amy head out of the room.

Felix was in the living room, growing agitated, when Amy appeared. “What exactly did she say is wrong with her?” He asked.

“Apparently, your niece seems to have grown quite a huge wing I must say.” For a moment Felix was confused. “Bianca is behind this act. It seems she is getting comfortable with Giovanni to the extent of being given a personal body guard, who bullied Imade.” Felix folded his hands into fist, realizing Giovanni was certainly the problem and not even Bianca. “We need to find a solution to this. Imade is going to be the laughing stock of the school. Bianca has to pay for her evil deeds.” Amy indicated.

“It is quite obious that Giovanni is feeling all powerful, I guess it’s time to find a means to remind him of his status.” Felix said to no one on particular. Amy walked up to her husband and stared at him; “What exactly do you have in mind?” She asked with curiosity written all over her face. “It’s time to call someone that is a thorn in his flesh.” Amy immey realized, who her husband was referring to.

“Are you sure he will be able to handle the situation?” Amy asked with worry written all over her face.”You and I both know how powerful Giovanni is in the whole of New York. If this goes wrong, he will be having our heads on the plate.” Felix once again smiled and placed his hands on the shoulders of his beloved wife.

“I have it all figured out. Don’t you worry.” He assured and left the living room Amy in the state of worry, curiosity and above all fear of the unknown.

**

In the outskirt part of New York city, an astonishing mansion was the only building visible as the other parts were just trees grown for the purpose of nature. Felix wondered why a man would even have the thought of building a beautiful place in the outskirt of New York.

The moment Felix was ushered into the living room, his eyes widened seeing the amount of designs that has been heavily vested into the living room. There was opera playing at the background and it only made the entire place glamorous.

“Who do we have here?” Felix paused his sight seeing abruptly as he heard the familiar voice of his old friend. “Quite a long time Felix. You have really added a good weight on.” The man extended his arms and engulfed Felix in a momentarily hug.

“I can’t say the same for you, but then again it has always been your wish to loose a good amount of weight.” They both chuckled as the man ushered Felix to the couch.”A glass of Martell wouldn’t be bad, don’t you think?” Felix shook his head in agreement. He watched his old friend instruct his maid to bring a bottle of Martell.

“So, to what do I owe this August visit?” Felix adjusted himself on the couch. “You have been really living the best of your life on a very low profile, but then I think it is time you come out of your shell.” Felix stated.

“What are you talking about?” The man asked. “Marco Giovanni, our good ole friend is becoming really obsessed with his power and he seems to be doing everything to frustrate me. First of all, he comes to my house and enquire of a debt that I believe has long been over due, then he proceed to ask for a collateral, which I gave him my niece and now, he has hurt my own daughter by disgracing her in school.” Felix explained as he observed the mood of the man to be completely stoic.

“And what does this has to do about me?” The man asked. “When was the last time you checked on the elite? Are you really going to allow Giovanni become head of the table without a fight? Technically we both know that you are the true son of Marco and despite being your step brother, it doesn’t change the fact that no one ever knew who Giovanni’s real mother was. She could be a concubine maybe.” The man raised his hands as a sign for Felix to stop.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I don’t want to hear anymore of the Elites. My mother expressly told me to continue with the oil conglomerate and that’s exactly what I have been doing.” He explained. “Think about the power you can have as the head of the table. You can easily subdue Giovanni, but you chose to give zero fuck and this is making him believe he is the Alpha male of New York city.” Felix explained critically.

“So what exactly do you want me to do Felix?” This was the moment Felix had been waiting for. “Take back the table, subdue Giovanni and ascert revenge on my behalf. I am pretty sure if you tell your mother about it, she would be glad that you are fully taking the right steps to be a man.” There was a moment of silence between both men as Felix slowly awaited his response.

“Do you have the photo of your niece?” Felix pulled out his phone and searched for Bianca’s picture and the moment he found it, he handed it over to him. “She is quite a beauty and my type as well. I wouldn’t mind taking her as a wife.” Felix smiled know that his plans were in motion.

“Well, I have heard all you have to say and i am assuring you on this day Felix. I will take the table by force and when the time comes no one would be stopping me.” Felix clapped his hands. “That’s why I have always liked you, a man with balls.” The maid returned with the bottle of Martell and poured the drink onto the glasses, handed both men a glass cup.

“To future greatness.” He said. “And to Marco Amore, the soon to be head of the table.” They both laughed as they drank their wine.

**

It wasn’t till late night, when Giovanni returned home. He believed Bianca had slept and was surprised to see she was awake reading a novel in her room. “Jeez! You scared the crap out of me.” Bianca said, holding her chest as she felt hands touched her legs.

“You were so engrossed in what you were reading.” He said as he sat comfortable by the bed. “Yea, it’s called fifty shades of grey and for some reason I find the book really uhm..” Giovanni had read the novel and observing her countenance at that moment, he knew the word she was looking for, but it was obvious she was scared of saying the word.

“Sexual?” He asked and Bianca lowered her gaze and blushed. Giovanni stretched his hands forward and held her by the chin. “You don’t have to be shy about anything.” He drew closer to her, the moment getting intense. “I can show you some much about that aspect.” Bianca couldn’t resist his lips the moment he crashed them into hers.

Giovanni couldn’t control his lust like Bianca also. He placed her on the bed and continue kissing every part of her body and he could feel the nipples in her breast growing really hard. After a minute of intense kissing, Bianc thought of making an attempted to try out a new thing; she pushed Giovanni to the bed while she was at the top.

Bianca lowered his trousers till he was left with his boxer and pulled it out as well. She gasped literally seeing the size of his member.

Her hands soon began to move up and down his shaft, it was thick, gritty and felt like expensive meat, well it was. he began to moan softly and she enjoyed the sound he made. She continued to rub and the moans increased.

“Make it slippery,” he said. She spat on it and rubbed from the head down. It felt good, not just for her but him too. The pleasure he felt began to escape his lips more and more and she got a kick off it.

On her own accord she unbuttoned her shirt and her bra was visible. It was black, same color as the hair she had on. Without hesitation he ripped her shirt of and pulled down her bra. She was stunned but refrained from masking any verbal statements.

He slid his meat stick in between her breast like a sandwich and she too began to let out soft gasps of pleasure. The heat from his meat on her chest as it moved inwards and outwards was heavenly. Her panties were soiled and her hormones ragged on.