Married to the Mafia Boss

Katya

“No.” I said, frowning over a cup of my morning coffee at the picture of the house Alex was showing me on his iPad. “I will not live in another classless house.”

He looked at me from across the table. “Another?”

“Well,” I said, trying to smile, “I moved in with you, didn’t I?”

Alex looked incredulous. Something glinted in his eyes that I knew was reflected in my own.

“Well, Kitten, you’re going to have to make a choice, since my exquisite house doesn’t suit your taste, unless, of course, you’d like to stay here.”

“This is an apartment.”

“An apartment that I own.”

“I don’t see how that makes any difference.”

He was full on smiling now. “What exactly is your goal this morning? If it’s to piss me off, I can assure you that you’re out of luck, I find even that part of you terribly sexy.”

I scoffed and put my coffee down. His eyes were darkening, and he was starting to look at me with eyes that I very much recognized. “O Gospodi, is your mind ever clean?”

“I’d rather that remained a mystery.” He said watching like a predator as I stood up, still in my suggestive nightgown.

I couldn’t allow him to start what was clearly running in his head, but I wanted to have a little fun.

“I assure you, that part of you is not a mystery.”

“Really? I was sure I was keeping it under wraps.”

I went to his side and perched on the table beside him.

“We need to pick out a place today.” We’d decided to move to a property, a bigger one so we could combine both the Petrenkos and the Sorvinos properly.

The dress rode up my legs, very high up my thighs, and he dragged his hand slowly from my ankle, moving up without taking his eyes off me. “That’s what the rest of the day is for.”

I didn’t stop him, instead, I put my leg on the chair he was sitting on, between his legs.

Our eyes were locked.

“You’re tempting me, Kitten, that’s very dangerous.”

I leaned forward, allowing one spaghetti hand of my dress to slip down my shoulders. “You’re the one tempting yourself, husband.”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He bit his lower lip looking at me with a dare in his eyes. I stared right back. He claimed to know me, he knew I would always be game.

“This round,” he said reluctantly, “I’ll let you have this round.”

Laughing, I fell on top of his legs. “What do you mean? I’m sure there were no rounds this time.”

“Fucking tease.”

I stood up and went to the bathroom, swinging my hips because I knew his eyes would be trained on them.

We decided on a mansion in the Hamptons. A grand house with almost twenty rooms, all of which were up to my standard. I made the realtor bring me pictures of every room in every property I considered and ended up with the best mansion in my opinion.

Alex decided to buy the mansion next door and merge both properties to build a large compound for both our families to live and run our businesses from.

Helena Sorvino was the most excited, about the whole thing.

She’d never called me so much before.

To celebrate finally dealing with the housing problem, Alex and I decided to host a small party for all our family and friends.

Samantha and Paulina were a lot better, happier too. I was already gearing up to help Paulina get her gigs back. There had been calls, and maybe a few tense conversations, but it wouldn’t be anything permanent, she’d get back on track.

She was beautiful and talented, just that the Trievs had managed to slow down her career pace.

There were still injuries on her face, but they’d heal.

This page was over, and I’d never allow anything like it to repeat itself.

If ever a situation started to even warm up slightly, I would diffuse it. Like I could have at the club when I confronted Maxim the first time.

Even if it endangered me, I’d make sure I ended it quickly next time.

I looked at the hall, it was a lot bigger than I was used to. My dad was still unconscious, but he was fine and soon, he’d wake up.

“Is my wife smiling at herself because she’s realized how lucky she was to have married me?”

Alex came up behind me, brilliant in his beige suit. His stark black hair and green eyes sparkling under the light.

I did realize how lucky I was, even though he’d never hear it from me…not too often at least.

“I actually was just in fact, realizing how lucky you were that I agreed to marry you.”

He sucked in a breath and came to stand beside me so that he could watch the party together.

“I’m very sure, Arianna doesn’t think so.”

I drank from my champagne glass, catching Arianna complaining over a table of cards, Samantha and Paulina laughing their asses off at her. “I’m pretty sure it’s because Helena’s called me a hundred times in the past week.”

“Well, she does love the Hampton Mansion.”

“Of course, she does, Helena has great taste.”

“She said, actively avoiding her mother-in-law.”

I turned to him and looked him up and down. “I’m very happy tonight, Ales.”

I said before I could manage the words.

Something about him made it hard to think too much of what I was going to say…it might have been his scent.

Alex eyed me cheekily, then he took my free hand, cradling it in his before he gently lifted it to his lips, and planted a kiss on the back of it.

“So am I, Kitten.”

He put my hand gently on his chest, smiling fondly at me.

Just then, one of the servers came to interrupt us.

There was a message from the Trievs. Apparently, they wanted to meet.