Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

“You need to lay low.” Blaze mumbled, staring at Sandro as he walked towards them.

“What for?” Thalia asked.

“She knows.”

“Who? And about?”

“Janice knows our relationship.”

“I don’t care about that and…”

“Hey darling.” Sandro wrapped his hand around Thalia waist pulling her into him.

She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“You missed me?”

“You know I do.” Sandro whispered and Thalia shivered at the feelings it incited in her.

His minty breath and the feel of her mouth on her centre was all that invaded her mind.

A few seconds ago, she had been in his room writhing as he pleasured her. She was acting as his whore and she doubted she could do anything about it or anything to change it.

Funnily she enjoyed being with him. Although she didn’t know if he feel the same way or he was just using her as he deemed fit.

Still, she didn’t want to let go and wanted more of him.

“Be in my bed naked tonight. And I’m taking you to the red room.”

Thalia moaned. Her cheeks reddened as Blaze’s eyes narrowed on her.

The thought of being in the red room turned her on. Even though Blaze was shooting her a disapproving glance.

She didn’t care. She had never been to the room before and she knew it was were Sandro kept his whore. The women who gives him the utmost pleasure and he act they act as his submissive whilst in there.

Thalia wanted that. She wouldn’t think twice to do what he says and she wondered the naughty things they would do as several list came up in her head.

“I’ll be ready.” she mumbled.

Sandro squeezed her backside before slapping it.

Thalia gasped out. She flushed as her eyes flickered to Blaze who shrugged.

When Sandro walked away from them he shook his head.

“I don’t want to know about your affairs. Can you keep me or better still, don’t do anything nasty in front of me. Whenever he’s near, you can take all the nastiness to his room.”

Thalia rolled her eyes. “Don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same if it was Arabella.”

“Arabella will never cheapen herself that way.” Blaze retorted, walking away before she could respond.

“Idiot.” She said, glaring at the spot he stood a while ago.

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“I hope you didn’t come to berate me again?” Janice tilted her brows as Blaze stood in the doorway to her room.

“How’s she?”

Janice creased her brows and she stood to her feet. “Are you here to ask me about Arabella’s health or you come to check on me?”

“How’s Arabella?”

She rolled her eyes as he asked again. Sighing, she sat back on the bed. “Do you like her? What’s with this possession about her? Even Sandro, I do not think he enjoys punishing her. He’s fucking obsessed with her.”

Blaze scowled. He didn’t know why she was acting like Thalia suddenly. His centre preferred to be the centre of attention and she wants the world to revolve around her fucking ass all the damn time.

He was tired of her and he was sure as if she wasn’t related to him, he’d have punished her for what she did from the beginning to Arabella.

Yet, he doubted if he could. He had never hit a woman and he didn’t know what could ever make him want to.

Blaze turned to leave.

“Wait.”

He turned and stared at Janice who had walked to the centre of the room.

“You didn’t answer my question.” She said. She gazed at the floor, then back at him.

She glimpsed the icy glance he was tossing her way and she wondered what for. Before Arabella’s arrival in the back, Blaze was receptive and barely snaps at her.

But now, she doubted if she knew the person he was.

He was cold and snaps at everything.

“You didn’t answer mine either.”

“That’s because I don’t know if she’s doing okay or not.”

“What do you mean by you don’t know? I kept her in your care.”

“Maybe I chose not to.” Janice glared. “I can’t keep watching all the time. I have things doing as well.”

“That is the most important job given to you at the moment. You only needed to watch over her but you chose to be selfish and…”

“As if you are the one to talk.” Janice snarled, interrupting him. Her eyes flashed and she stormed towards him.

“Enough about the brat. What has gotten into two of you? And even Sandro. I think y’all need to break out of the spell she placed in you. We have fucking threats, fucking battles staring at us and ready to to consume us. Yet, all the Alpha and Beta can think about is a mere mortal.”

“A fucking insignificant human!”

“Enough!” He growled, gripping her hand.

“Let me go!” Janice shouted as his grip tightened.

“Not until you take back all the nonsense you just spewed out of your mouth. Everyone is special…”

“Not Arabella.” Said Janice. “She’s a nobody.”

Blaze shoved her into the wall. Rage simmered inside of him and he narrowed his eyes.

He swooshes towards her and grasped her from where she sat on the floor, he pushed his elbow into her neck and growled.

“See what I said? She’s making you go mad for no reason!”

“Fuck you.”

“That sounds exciting.” Janice gasped. She grimaced and tried to breath through her mouth as he pushed his hand on her neck mouth. But the movement she made with her mouth made it look as if she was a fish dying from being brought out of the water.

“I’ve be wanting for you to fuck me…” She licked her lips, and bit on the lower one gently. “I don’t think it is too much to ask seeing as I am hot if you don’t mind the drab outfit I wear most of…”

Blaze have had enough of her words. He didn’t want to hear any more of the nonsense she was spewing out of her mouth.

The urge to slam her into the coffee table whilst releasing all his pent up frustration filled him.

But he shoved the unwanted thoughts aside and concentrated on staring at her face.

“You don’t believe me?” Janice asked. “I willingly strip in front of you all the time even though you refuse to stare at me while at it.”

“I want to hear no more.” He rasped, releasing his grip on her.

Janice fell to the ground, clutching her neck. She wheezed, coughing and her eyes flickered his.

“Why are you…”

“No more about her.” Blaze warned. His beautiful toffee eyes flashed golden with each glare he tossed her way.

Janice contemplated on going against his word to offend him more or stop. She settled on the latter.

Heaving out a breath, she stood to her feet. Her mouth opened to talk but Thalia interrupted her.

“Hey brother.” She flashed a smile towards Janice, ignoring that she was in the room and the secret she and Blaze were trying to keep.

Not only that, but she ignored the scowled on his face and shrugged as he stood to his feet.

“And the slut who’d never cease to stop hunting him down.”

“Bitch.” Janice said and stared Thalia in the eyes as she moved into the room.