Romeo The Mafia Casanova

His first glance at the fire damage to his lounge made him grit his teeth in fury. That fucker was going to pay for messing with him. He parked in his spot at the back of the building and walked in.

All the fans were going, and a few of his men were still wiping things down with a strong detergent that stung his nostrils but was better than the smoke smell. The floor where the Molotov cocktail landed was black, but the window was fixed. He didn’t see a problem with opening the lounge that evening.

“Hey, guys, Where’s Buzz?”

“Hey, boss. He’s upstairs sleeping,” Tommy said.

“Good. He needs it. I’m going to grab some of my clothes and work in the office for a bit. Call up if you need me.”

They waved as he walked off toward the stairs. He walked across his living room in his apartment and grinned when he heard Buzz snoring in the guest bedroom. He sounded like his name, and he thought it was hilarious.

Dominic packed a few begs and took them into his office, where he made his calls. He was anxious to get back to Rebeka. He’d never felt like this about a woman before in his life. He didn’t know if he could ever love her because he didn’t know how that felt, but he was possessive of her and obsessed with being in her body.

“Guys, have Buzz call me when he gets up.”

“Okay. Are you going to be around tonight?” Tommy asked.

“No. I’ll meet you all next week to tell you how everything is going. But you can call me any time you need to.”

They nodded. Outside, he shoved his bags into the trunk of his car when he felt the tingling on the back of his neck. He acted nonchalant but got into his vehicle as quickly as he could. The glass was bulletproof, so he felt a bit safer.

He pulled out and looked around him for any sign of anyone, but the bastards were doing a good job of concealing themselves.

He pulled his phone out and dialed. “Hey, Carson, It’s me again. When you put the cameras up, make sure you also put them in the back of the building.”

“I was already planning on it. Is there anything I need to know?” Carson asked.

“No. I just got a feeling.”

“That’s never good. I’m planning on having the majority of the cameras and surveillance up today.”

“Good. Call if you need me.”

“You got it. Watch your back.”

“Always,” Dominic said.

He pulled into Macleans’ place and parked. He removed one of his bags from the car and walked up to the house.

“Good afternoon, sir,” one of the guards said as he opened the door to let him in.

“Good afternoon.”

“Your woman is in your room at the moment.”

Dominic nodded. “I’ll check on her. Thank you. Would you happen to know where my sisters are?”

“Out in the back, sir. I can take your suitcase up and set it outside of your room.”

“That would be great. I’ve got a few more in the trunk of my car. If you could take care of them for me, I’d appreciate it.”

“Absolutely.”

“Thank you.”

He handed the bag over to the man and then made his way outside to the back garden. When he found them, he stood back, watched them out of sight for the moment, and couldn’t help but grin. It sounded like they were playing poker. To see these four beautiful women arguing and playing the game was hilarious to him.

Faith caught sight of him first.

“Oh, Dominic,” she said, “Come here. You’ve got to see this. Hope is blatantly cheating.”

He heard Hope gasp. “That’s not true. She’s the cheater.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle as they argued.

It got even funnier when Hope turned to Beth and accused her. The woman’s eyes widened dramatically, and if he had to guess, she was horrified that they had said that. They were just teasing from the looks in their eyes, but Beth hadn’t looked at their expression.

“What? Wait? No. No, I did not.” She looked up at him. “I swear it wasn’t me.” She turned back to Hope. “I can’t believe you’re saying that.”

Hope shrugged. “You were sitting so quietly, I had to involve you.”

“So, you accused me of cheating?” Beth’s voice rose with every word, making them all laugh.

“Girls, leave your sister alone,” he said and had all four of them turn and stare at him like he had two heads. “What?” he asked.

“I love that,” Faith said.

“What?” he asked again.

“You treating her like the sister she is.”

“Mother told me earlier that she had four daughters. I, for one, think it’s quite unfair to have four to one, but she was earnest about having all four of you. If I had to give up one of you, it would be Hope.”

He got a kick out of the women’s expressions.

Hope growled. “I can’t believe you just said that.”

“Were you, or were you not the person that just about poked my eye out with a knife?”

Hope’s eyes narrowed. “Listen, brother of mine. If that had been what I wanted to do, you’d look like a pirate right now.”

They all laughed.

“I might never say this again, but I’m glad I get to keep all four of you now. I came out to see how Rebeka did.”

“She’s a little scared, but that’s normal,” Faith said. “She’s a very sweet woman, and we enjoy being with her. We’re excited about her becoming another sister.”

“Good. She’ll need you. You girls need to call Mother. She’s putting together a little wedding ceremony for Saturday. I told her to make it as simple as possible.”

The girls laughed.

“We’ll try to pull Mother in, but she loves things like this and never had the chance to do them before,” Angelica said.

“I better go warn Rebeka then. Call Mother,” he said.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“We will. Congratulations,” Faith said.

He made his way up the stairs, and with each step closer to Rebeka, he got calmer, but his body also grew fierier and fierier, making his cock hard enough to pound nails.

Dominic slipped into the bedroom and came to an instant stop when he saw Rebeka lying on the bed with a small thin blanket covering her. The dress she wore had slipped up with the blanket so he could see the majority of her sleek legs. Fuck, what he would give to be able to dive into her at that moment.

He took a few minutes to stare at her and catalog every feature he could see. She certainly was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. How she affected his body was electrifying but also disturbing because he never thought he could feel like this.

He locked the door and sat down beside her on the mattress. His hand slowly slid up and down her leg a few times before smoothing the hair from her face. The thought that she would truly be his for the rest of his life in just a few short days overwhelmed him.

He’d be able to touch or fuck her any time he wanted. If he wanted to lay her face-down on his desk and fuck her until they were both raw and achy, he could. If he wanted to push her against a wall, lift her skirt and fuck her, he would. After the wedding, he would demand she not wear panties so he’d have full access to her all the time.

“Hey, baby, wake up for me,” he said.

He grinned when she just grumbled but didn’t wake up. Before he tried again, he lay down beside her and faced her with his head on his hand supported by his elbow. His hand touched every part of her body he could reach as he coaxed her to wake up.

“Come on, baby. I need you to get up,” he said.

She tried to push his hand off her hip. “Why?”

“Because we need to talk.”

She growled, moved to her back, and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes widened when she turned her head to see him lying beside her. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m lying next to my fiancee.”

She scowled at him. “Stop saying that.”

He grinned. “No.” He cupped her cheek. “How about we test it? If I can make you hot, you’ll admit you’re mine.”

“How would you do that?” she asked suspiciously.

Dominic rolled on top of her and made space between her thighs for him. His head descended, and he took her lips hungrily with a burning intensity that he’d never felt.

He wrapped one hand around her hip, and the other cupped the back of her head to keep her steady. They were breathing heavily, and he could already feel his cock weep and his balls draw up.

Dominic hadn’t gone off like this since he was fourteen years old. He prided himself on being in control of everything in his life. She was taking away his ability to rule his world with just one kiss, which infuriated him. He would put a stop to it as soon as he could, but he wouldn’t stop kissing her. He’d just find a way to keep himself from needing her so much.

Maybe after he’d fucked her a few times, his body would calm down enough not to invade his every thought.