Mafia Queen

Chapter fifteen

A man with charm is a dangerous thing.

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Leonardo's POV

"How is she?" Riccardo, Eleanora's father asked. 

"She's.." driving me crazy. "She's still adjusting." I told him and he nodded.

I decided it was best to arrive earlier than everyone else to ensure everything was in place and so I wouldn't have to drive in the same car as Eleanora. I could barely control myself around her anymore. 

Every time I look at her, I remember the other night. The night I had her bent over my lap, whimpering. I left her before she could get her release. I'm man enough to admit it was an asshole move but she needed to learn to follow my rules.

It was for her safety.

Everything I did was for her safety. I made her hate me for her safety. It killed every time. Watching her look at me, hatred clear as day in her eyes. She was bad but I was - am - worse. I knew she could protect herself. She'd proven herself on many occasions. 

But not against this. Against him. 

 I needed her to be safe and being safe was with me, even if I couldn't touch her the way I want to. Even if I couldn't hold her or kiss her the way that I want to. But knowing she will be safe with me brought me so much relief. 

I've protected her her whole life. Since high school. Sure I was an asshole, I still am an asshole, but I was there. 

Always.

"Boss, everyone is arriving, should we open the gates?" One of my security guards asked and I nodded. 

This ball was risky, especially as she will be here. But we couldn't stop it. That will only make them aware we were onto them. They will be here tonight, I could feel it, which is why Eleanora is not to leave my side. 

Whether she likes it or not.

People ascended from down the stairs, dressed elegantly. In minutes the room was packed with some of the most dangerous people in the world. Most of them were wanted by the police, others liked to keep their business on the low. Hidden in the shadows. 

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and read the text from Kesha: on our way.

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Eleanora's POV

"Hurry up, we're going to be late!" Kesha pushed and I rolled my eyes.

It's not like I wanted to go to the stupid party anyway. It'll be with even more rich, spoiled bitches and creepy men.

Honesty, if I had a choice, I'd choose to leave this place and never come back. But unfortunately, that is not the case and may never be.

We all gathered in the cars and drove off. The place wasn't far, we arrived within minutes. Outside was crowded with fancy looking people coming out of their fancy cars. Maybe if I close my eyes and open them again I'll be out of this horrible nightmare.

Nope, didn't work. Still here, still alive.

Yay.

We walked up the stairs, heading inside.

Leonardo's POV

The doors opened and people poured inside. Men and woman dressed elegantly. Laughs sounded throughout the room as people conversed with each other. My eyes were glued to the tip of the stairs, trying to spot her.