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Say Yes, Darling Mafia - Chapter 9
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Rhett’s pov
I do have a movie theatre in my house but I didn’t tell that Eli. I feel like I’ve been pretty distant from him and after all, we are not enemies.
It’s our fathers that made this deal. If I didn’t except I wouldn’t be the mob boss or any kind of business man for that matter.
If Eli didn’t except, well, looking at his personality, he would probably feel like he betrayed his dad.
Looking at him, he isn’t so bad after all.
I tell him we will watch a movie in my bed and he shyly agrees.
He walks into my room like he’s never been in someone else’s bedroom. That’s why I asked him if I’m his first partner.
How old did father say he is? Twenty four. Yeah. I wouldn’t be shocked if he said he hasn’t been with anyone but I would also feel bad.
He still looks scared of me.
“Lay on the bed.” I say.
“W-what?” he turns to me.
“So we can watch the movie.”
“Oh, right.”
He sits on the matrass so stiff and sigh. I put the popcorn on a trail so it doesn’t fall anywhere and sit next to him casually.
I let him choose a movie on Netflix but when he
doesn’t know, I choose myself.
“Sit in front of me.” I pat the space in between my legs.
“huh?”
“You look really stiff. I want to massage your shoulders.
C’mon.”
“No, I’m good, really. No need.” He shakes his hands.
“Elian.” He turns to me and then listens. He slowly
crawls into my lap and sits in between my legs.
I massage his shoulder gently through the shirt and wait for him to relax. It takes about five minutes before he actually loosens his shoulders and leans into the touch.
I sneaky move my fingers under his shirt too so he gets used to my touch.
“We need to sigh the business deal I was showing you. I have to remember tomorrow.”
“Okay.” He nods.
“Your father is going on a vacation. Did he tell you
that?”
“really?” he looks up to me, “I didn’t know that.”
“Yes. To Porto Rico, he cancelled our meeting.”
I’m shocked he didn’t tell him. “Well, he should take a break from work. Maybe he just knows we can handle it alone.”
“We can.” I kiss the crook of his neck and his skin gets goosebumps. “sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
“It’s okay.” I can feel his heartbeat increase and smile.
“Is the movie good?”
“Hm-m.”
Once it gets dark outside and the movie comes to and end, Elian is laying next to me snoring lightly.
I haven’t even notice he is sleeping, he has his sleepy eyes open a while ago.
Now he is deep in his sleep.
I cover him with the other duvet and let him sleep. The bed is big enough for the both of us. We are adults.
I change into my other clothes and then lay next to him. He is so beautiful and peaceful.
I feel bad for calling him a girl and I apologize to girls but he is way prettier. The prettiest.
He make-up is still set on his face nicely. That line thin looking really nice.
In mafia, I’m surrounded by only very masculine man who don’t really care about their appearance.
Seeing a man being so delicate and put together is new to me. But I like it on him.
He moves on his other side and I stop breathing. I don’t want him to wake up and walk away. I hope he will sleep soundly the whole night.
Elian’s pov
I scrunch my nose and toss on the pillow. My hand moving and hitting something.
I’m the sleepy state of mind where I didn’t wake up yet but I can already sense what’s happening around me.
Something is different. I slowly open my eyes and lay confused a bit.
I move my fingers to realize they are laying on something hot. And that hot thing is Rhett’s chest moving up and down as he’s breathing.
I’m laying next to him. Like right next to him. His face is centimeters away from mine and can feel his hot breath.
How did this happen? Did fall asleep.
His hand is around my hip, having a tight grip on it. I gulp down being scared to move.
“Rhett.” I move him gently. He doesn’t move away, “Rhett.” He opens his eyes and looks at me.
He growls annoyed and wraps his hands around my body. “Shh.” He mumbles sleepily.
My heart beats like I’m running a race.
“Please, let me go, Rhett.”
“No.” He says in a deep voice that makes me freeze.
“No.” He says in a deep voice that makes me freeze.
“P-please, I need to… pee.” I use the lamest excuse in history. He huffs something and his hands fall of me.
I slide of the bed, right on the floor and try to catch a breath. I decide to use his bathroom so he doesn’t think I’m running away.
Which I am.
His bathroom looks different from mine. Three in one shampoo, one soap. Of course, shaving cream and expensive cologne.
Why does it look like exactly how I imagined it?
I come back to the bedroom and he is looking at me.
“Good morning. Let’s have a breakfast.” He says in a raspy voice and gets up.
“Oh, good morning.” I try to fix my hair, “I should change my clothes. And the make-up.” I must look like a clown with the smudged make-up.
“Sure. Meet me downstairs.” I walk out of his bedroom with long steps. We slept in the same bed and he hugged me. This is getting serious.
Elian’s pov
I put on another pair of shorts again. It’s such a hot day today. Maybe because was sweating next to Rhett in the bed but no, it’s actually sunny outside.
I walk down the stairs and almost bump into a man. He looks me up and down.
“Sorry, Mr. Cho.” He looks at my body. Especially my
thighs.
“it’s-not Cho yet. Never mind.” I shake my head and walk past him. I see him looking at me over his shoulder.
Suddenly I do feel a bit too exposed. I didn’t like how he looked at me.
It’s just shorts, what’s wrong with him.
Rhett gives me a cup of tea and I thank him. “what’s wrong?” he looks at me.
“Nothing.” I shake my head and unintentionally cross my legs.
“What is it?”
“It’s just-the guy in the hall was giving me weird looks.”
He looks at me mad. “How did he look?”
“It’s fine. I know you told me to not wear shorts.”
“No. I didn’t mean to limit you, I just knew they can’t control themselves. Which one was it.”
“Ehm, tall, brown hair, scar on his cheek and fake silver tooth.”
“Okay.” He rolls up his sleeves, “wait here and I mean it.” He leaves as I gulp down.
Is he going to punch him because of me? Why do I feel a bit better because of it?
He comes back few minutes later like nothing happened.
“All good. I’m sorry about it. I need to inform my men again that you are my fiancé and belong to me only.
They will not bother you again or I’ll take care of it.”
“Kill them?” I look up to him.
“Would you want me to, darling?” he smirks.
I blush. “No, please don’t kill them. You said you don’t kill.”
“I have personally never killed and won’t on purpose. Unless have a good reason.
But my men do all kinds of things. Well, don’t worry your head about it.
I will only give them a lecture if they touch you.
We need to sign the deal. I have a meeting at twelve but what about afternoon walk around the city?
At four, maybe?”
“Why not.” I nod at him smiling.
It’s strange talking so openly about his scary business. How many generations are in the mafia? Will out kids be in the mafia? Does he even want to adopt?
We aren’t even married yet. I guess I’ll have to wait for that.
We signs the deals and have a meeting too. It’s stressful to work from a new environment and still focus on Rhett.
It’s so new. Plus, why didn’t my dad go on vacation and didn’t tell me? I guess I really do need to be grown up now and not rely on him all the time.
Also, what is Ida doing now? She is always so secretive. I bet she is with her girlfriend. Which ever she is dating now.
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Byyyyyyyy