Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“You can ask me anything, my Jewel. I apologize I have been getting so carried away with you, that we haven’t had time for me to explain fully what this is going to be. So, why don’t we start with the questions that you have.”
“Ookay. Uhm…I know you are a lawyer, but there is obviously more to you. I am just wondering what it is.” He chuckles, this deep rumble from within him which covers me in warmth.
“I was wondering when you were going to ask me about that. Well, I am indeed a lawyer, but I am also a Mafia Kingpin. I run the biggest syndicate in Florida, California and Georgia.” Whoa. I don’t know what I expected him to say, but the Mafia not so much. I mean he is paid to uphold the law. I don’t know how I feel about sleeping with a drug dealer. I feel my body tense and he must as well if his hold tightening is any indication. “I know what you are thinking, and the answer is no. I do not deal drugs. As a matter of fact, I worked hard to rid the states I run of the dead fucks who were dealing.”
“Then what do you do?”
“I own strip clubs. The difference is, my girls are paid well, fed well and are not to take off their clothes under any circumstances. They can go as far as bra and panties. That’s it. I run classy establishments. They also know they can come to me if they have issues. I am also a trafficker of weapons. My guys confiscate them from the streets here and sell them to other states. Let those fucks kill themselves.” he deadpans. I can see how serious he is, and my heart expands even further. He is not as dark as he seems.
“So, you're a good guy.” his swift movement almost sends me falling off the bed. He removes me from his arms and sits against the headboard. His eyes darken and sear into me, sending slivers of black through my veins.
“I don't want you under any illusion that I am good, Jewel. I have told you I am the darkness. I am the fairytale your mother whispered to you at night, warning you of the boogeyman. I have killed people, tortured people and what’s more, I fucking love it. I thrive on it. It fuels the thirst inside of me that rattles every day for blood. I will never be the good guy. Except for with you and our children. With our family, I will be nothing but a kitten. Well, unless we are not in front of the little ones.” he winks, and I blush.
“Children? You want me to give you babies? So what will that make me?” I know I am no one, but I want to be more than the woman who has his kids.
“My wife, canary. My Queen. My lover. My possession. My everything. I plan to make you my wife as soon as possible. Especially considering you could already be carrying my son. But I need to know that you are ready to be the toy of the Kingpin.” holy fuck. How does anyone respond to that? Well, in words. My pussy is responding by leaking all over the bed. Salacious bitch. I do want to know, however, what that means.
“I-I don’t know what...I mean...what does a toy-wife do?” he bellows in laughter pulling me to him and kissing my lips.
“You are so fucking sweet baby girl. It means in the dark, I am your master. In front of my associates that lurk in the shadows, I am your only focus. If I tell you to drop to your knees and worship my dick, what should you do?” my answer is automatic.
“As you instructed.”
“Exactly. It doesn’t matter who is in the room, my treasure. No man is to ever touch you, I will kill him. I am going to buy you some headphones so that when I have unsavory dealings going on here, if things get a little...out of hand, you cannot hear the consequences. There will be times I will have meetings with other men and our ladies will be with us. I want you to feel comfortable, safe and be obedient. I cannot ever look weak in front of these men. Do you understand?” all my mind keeps going to is The Godfather. This is some real life shit.
“Yes.”
“Excellent. Now, in front of my family, I am simply Dario, your husband. My family knows nothing of my nighttime activities, and I plan to keep it that way.”
“How is it possible that your family doesn’t know? I mean, these guys, the not so good guys, they know who you are...right? Your last name is not unknown. What’s to stop them from going after your family?” I immediately feel like I have overstepped , but my curiosity has gotten the best of me.