His Mafia Princess - J.H

Chapter 33

Mirriella pov

"As of tomorrow you'll be an official shareholder of this company. We'll go to the other building tomorrow to sort through the paperwork and get Stefan to sign his part of the papers, and then everything will be officially processed." He explained as we walked in through the garage.

"Does anyone ever use the front door?" Based off of the look he gave me, he was very confused. "Sorry, I just had an impulse to ask that question and my brain was slower than my mouth." I shrugged.

"Right. Yes Remi often uses it because she refuses to park her car in garage." He clarified.

I nodded as I walked into the kitchen. I dumped my bag because he made me carry it in, and walked over to the cupboard. I grabbed out a pack of Oreos and sat criss-cross on the kitchen island.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he followed me in .

"Isn't it obvious? I'm making a bomb." I said sarcastically as I opened the packet.

"Well I'm taking one of your bombs." He said as he took one of the Oreos out of the packet.

"You can take more of you want. I'm not even gonna eat three full ones." I shrugged as I bit into one.

"Why?"

"Because I'm just not that hungry. If I'm not hungry then I won't eat." I answered.

"So if you don't feel hungry at any point during the day then you just won't eat at all that day?" He asked as I nodded.

"Yeah basically."

"That's not healthy, you need to eat everyday wether you feel hungry or not." He argued.

"If I don't feel hungry, my brain doesn't acknowledge the fact that food needs a daily intake, and so I forget to eat. I don't willingly not eat, but when my stomach doesn't tell my brain it wants food, my brain forgets food is needed." I explained.

"Well that will be changing." He stated.

"That's fine. You can have your little plan to get me to eat food, just don't be surprised when it mostly fails. Now I'm going upstairs to shower and then sleep, you will not be seeing me until tomorrow. Good night." I said as I pushed myself off of the island.

"Mirriella we aren't finished here." He said as he tried to follow me.

"No, I'm finished here. We are not continuing this conversation until the morning. You can go ahead and finish with yourself if that's what you really desire, but I am satisfied." I said as I put my finger to his chest and pushed him back slightly. "Goodnight." I reiterated before walking off.

"Mirri." He said.

I ignored him and continued making my way to my room. I got in and shut the door, turning on the lights as I did so. I dumped my bag on the bed and walked into the bathroom. The soft sounds of Into It by Chase Atlantic filling the room as I had it playing on repeat.

I peeled my clothes off before walking into the shower and stepping underneath the water. I washed my hair using the coconut scented shampoo with matching conditioner. As I started to wash my body I payed more attention to the aching feeling between my legs that was all too familiar.

I leant my back against the wall and dropped the sponge I was holding onto the shower floor. I trailed my hands up to squeeze my boobs, causing me to let out a small whimper. I trailed my hand down to my throbbing clit. I slowly started to rub circles on it, eliciting small moans and whines as I grew hornier. I moved my right hand down to my entrance.

I slowly pushed my middle and ring finger inside of me, curling them up once I hit the third knuckle so I could abuse that little spongy spot. I started moving my fingers faster as the pleasure increased. I continued to run my clit as well, providing extra stimulation.

I shut my eyes and imagined it was him stood with me. I could feel the muscles in my arms start to burn as I got even faster. My legs started to shake as my orgasm coursed up my body. I continued to pump my fingers as the pleasure slowly started to die down, tears of relief streaming down my face as my legs collapsed. I slid down the wall, directly under the water as I breathed heavily.

I waited until my legs stopped shaking before I stood up. I quickly shaved my legs and anywhere else that needed to be shaved. I finished washing my body and climbed out of the shower.

I walked up to the bathroom counter and sat on it, facing the mirror. I applied a moisturiser to my newly shaven areas. I slowly peeled off the towel to look at my body. The area in specifics was my chest. I stared down at the scars in the mirror as I remember what she would tell me every time I complained about the burning.

"It's for your own good Mirriella. You'll learn soon enough that you don't disobey me."

"I'm sorry mama, I just wanted to do something nice for you. I didn't mean for the water to spill."

"Flowers are ugly. Just the disgusting bits of the plant that'll die in a few days anyway. It's pathetic."

She kept digging the cigarette butt further and further into my skin.

"Stop it Candice, you're hurting her too much."

"Oh shut up Malcolm. You don't know what's good for her. I'm her mother."

"Please mama, you're really hurting me now."

"Little girls should be seen and not heard. What should they be?"

"Seen and not heard, mama."

I blinked myself out of the daze I was in. I shook my head a few times to shrug off any memories of her. I've blanked out that area of my life for a reason, I don't want to revisit now.

I got off the counter and rewrapped the towel around me. I walked out of the bathroom and into my closet. I was too lazy to fully get changed so I just pulled a thong up my legs and a pair of sweatpants. I also put a sports bra on before walking out of the closet and collapsing into the bed, allowing sleep to overcome me.