Love In The Mafia (book 1)

chapter 31

Jasmine's pov*

"No!" His voice was strong and and he held at my waist tighter.

"But Marco this could be the way to get them!"

"I said no." His grip only got tight to the point were it started to hurt, I yelped in pain and Marco let go and took a step back, his eyes were wide.

"I-im sorry."

"Its fine." I said rubbing the area with my hand. He watched me with worry written all over his face. I took a step closer but he only stepped back.

"Marco it's fine, I'm fine. Its just some pressure." I said still walking closer but he only walked back untill his back hit the wall and he had no where else to move.

"I-i hurt you" his eye were wide in realization, "I didn't mean to hurt you. I-" I cut him off by placing my lips on his soft ones. He tried pushing me away but I held on to his belt so he couldn't move me. He stopped pushing at my body and gave in, his hands went up to my waist and he pulled me closer to him, he deepened the kiss and bit at my bottom lip. He held me tight in his arms not wanting me to leave his presence, hell i didn't want to move but we couldn't stay in this old room all night so i tried taking my lips from his but he grew hungry for more of me and he held me as close as possible. His strong tattooed arms did loosen when there was a knock on the door and someone walked in.
"Boss we got rid of the body and your sister called and wants to know when your coming home." It was Maylie's voice coming from the door. Marco let out a loud sigh and his arms around me got loose and i was able to turn and look at Maylie. Her brown eyes looked warm but her face shown no feeling.
"Okay. Tell my sister that i will be home in 4 or 5 hours."
"Yes sir." When Marco's head went to my neck and he buried his head into my neck kissing at it. Maylie's eyes lit up as she seen Marco go soft. Before waking out of the door she winked at me and gave me a half smile. I rolled my eyes at her even though i knew she didn't see it.

"Why cant we go home now?" I ask quietly feeling Marco's soft kiss going up my neck and behind my ear.

"Because darling I have things planned for us." He said in between kisses.
"Like what?"
"That's for me to know and for you to dot dot dot."
"Marco tell me!" I said whining and drawing out my words.
"Act like a child and I'll treat you like one, sweetheart." His kisses stopped and he turned me so that id look at him

. His ocean eyes were deep you could get lost in them. His arms were still around me, I never really took in his tone, tan, tattoo arms, the black ink traced up his veiny arms and his hands that were decorated with a few rings including the black on I gave him. His suit outlined his beautiful broad chest and you could see the lines of his perfect abs from the white shirt underneath the jacket of his suit. He watched me truly take him in. I always knew he was made perfectly from the words that went around in the mafia, he was a sex god and even better king of his mafia. They always said that if I was to see him I should run the other way because he was a son of the devil but even worse than his father, he would kill anyone who got in his way from getting what he wanted. He has to hide from his true self because if they knew he could love, that he could have a soft spot, if he could protect someone other than his family they would use that as a weakness. If only they knew that it was actually a strength. Marco isn't perfect but he does care about his family, he would do anything for them, he would do anything for me, even if that would get him killed but that wont happen. Not with me, he wont kill himself for me or get himself killed. I cant live without him, he may be seen as the devil but he truly is an angel, hes my angel.

"What are you thinking about darling?" His voice was soft and it pulled me out of my thinking.

"Nothing."

"Say it, baby girl."

"Fine. Your not gonna die for me, your not gonna go and get yourself killed for me. I'm not gonna let you."

"Jasmine"

"What?"

"I'm not leaving you baby girl. I'm not gonna go get myself killed and leave you." He grabbed my face and held it in his hands. "I'm not leaving, Jasmine." His voice was still soft but strong.

"Promise?" I held out my pinky for him and he took it with his.

"Pinky promise." He said kissing my head and letting his fingers lace through mine. His tall figure leaned over mine and I knew that one day I would die with this man's hand in mine around our children and their children. I know now that hes my soulmate and im his and we will make it through this and every hard patch and even though he cant hear me my cheeks burned hot and my face was red from even thinking this. As cheesy as it is I know that I will never truly leave this man in front of me just like he will never truly leave me.