merder mafia leader in love

chapter 9

Meredith's pov:
2 days later:
Derek hasn't called or texted in 2 days. I miss him. I'm getting worried. He isn't answering any of my calls. I'm taking an order in the cafe when I see someone walk into he door, from the corner of my eye. I look at him. I recognise him. He sits at a table. I take the order before walking over to him.

"Hey weren't you in here.. a few days ago? With derek?" I ask. "Yes he's my boss" he says. "Oh.. have you heard from him recently?" I ask. "Oh honey" he says. "What?" I say. "Derek's probably long gone by now.. what were you? A one night stand? Fling?" He asks. "No he's my boyfriend" I say. "Mm" he says. "No.. seriously, he is.." I say confused. "If he's ignoring your calls that's probably his way of letting you down easily" he chuckles. "Do you want anything?" I ask. "Coffee" he says. I walk over to the counter.

Its now night time and I still haven't heard from Derek.. was that guy right? Is he breaking up with me? I lay in bed, thinking. I start twiddling my thumbs. "Ugh" I sit up, turning on the tv. I watch TV for a bit until I finally fall asleep.

"Baby" I wake up to derek kissing all over my face. I smile, opening my eyes. "Where were you?" I ask. "I missed you" he kneels infont of me. "You haven't texted me in two days.. I was worried" I say. "I caught the guy" he says. "That's cool" I mumble. I'm still not fully awake yet. "He stabbed me" he says. "What?" I lift my head up. I get out of bed, pulling him up. I push him onto the bed. He chuckles as I lift up his shirt. "Oh my god you actually got stabbed.. does it hurt? Are you okay?" I ask. "You're wearing my shirt" he smirks. "Derek" I say seriously. He looks at me. "Did you go to the doctor?" I ask. "No" he chuckles. "Derek.. what if it gets infected.. doesn't it hurt?" I ask. "No I've had worse" he says "come here" he pulls me up. "But-" I say. "No buts" he smirks, pulling me onto his lap. "You are wearing my shirt" he smirks.

"You ignored me for two days" I hit him on his arm lightly. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to worry you" he says. "Your friend came in the cafe.. he said that ignoring me was probably your way of breaking up with me" I say. "What friend?" He asks. "One of the guys that came into the cafe with you when we met" I say. "None of them guys are my friends, they work for me.. I would never do that to you" he kisses me softly on the lips. "I know" I smile. "I missed you" I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. "I missed you too.. I was gonna call you but I honestly didn't get any spare time i-" he explains. "You needed to find the guy" I smile. "Yeah" he says. "I'm proud of you for catching the guy" I say. I smile as he grins brightly. I kiss him. "Are you sure that it doesn't hurt?" I run my fingers down his stomach, through his shirt "..because I could make you feel better?" I say. He smirks. "Come to think of it, it does kinda hurt a little.. a lot, actually" he says.

I grin. I pull his shirt over his head, throwing It onto the floor. He pulls off my shirt and I undo his trousers. He kisses me passionately before i stand up. I pull down my pants and panties as he removes his trousers and underpants. I climb back ontop of him and kiss him hungrly. He reaches behind me, undoing my bra and pulling it off. I push him down, his back on the mattress. I kiss him hungrly, our tongues fighting.

writers pov:
Her phone starts ringing. He groans as she sits back up, grabbing her phone. "Hello?" She says, answering the phone. "You are?" She smiles. Derek sits up, kissing her shoulder and breasts. "One second I'll ask him.." she mutes the phone "der?" She says. He stops kissing her, looking at her.

"Me and my friend, cristina are hanging out tomorrow and she's bringing her boyfriend, owen.. Will you come too?" She asks. "Uhh.." he says. She unmutes her phone "Yeah he'll come" she grins. He whines. She smiles. He starts kissing her breasts. "Bye" she hangs up. "Why do I have to come?" He says. "Because you do.. you can invite some of your mafia friends if you want.. we're just having drinks here.. well, at the cafe" she says. "I don't have mafia friends" he chuckles. "You don't?" She asks. "Well, none that I'm gonna invite to a cafe" he grins. She chuckles. "I can ask Mark if he wants to come actually?" He says. "Who's mark?" She asks. "Grew up with him he's basically my brother" he says. "Cristina's basically my sister" she says. "Call him" she says. "Later" he kisses her passionately. "Now" she grabs his phone. "Whyyyyyyyy?" He whines. "Because I want to know how much alcohol I should get" she smirks. "Fine" he rolls his eyes, calling Mark.

He asks him. "One sec" he mutes the phone. "He wants to bring Addison with him" he says to meredith. "Addison is.." she says. "Addison is marks girlfriend.. my ex girlfriend.. is that okay?" He asks. "As long as you're cool with it I don't mind" she says. He finishes his call with Mark as meredith runs her fingers through his hair, kissing his neck. "Bye" he hangs up.

"Your friend is dating your ex?" Meredith asks. "No more talking.." he kisses her passionately. "Okay" she giggles, kissing him again. She pushes him down so His back is on the mattress. She kisses him hungrly. She sits back up. He sits up too. "Oh I'm on the pill by the way so it won't cost you 50$ this time" she smirks. "No.." he puts his hands on her waist "talking" he smirks. he lifts her up. She moans loudly, her head falling back as he slides her down his thick cock. He keeps his hands on her waist as she starts grinding against him, letting our quiet moans as he starts kissing her neck. Her phone starts ringing. She looks behind her at her phone, still grinding against him. "Its that detective guy" she tries not to moan. "Pick it up" he says. "I'm kinda busy right now" she moans. "Pickk it upp" he whines. "You answer it" she stops grinding. "Oh coz that would go well" he grins. "Fine" she rolls her eyes. She picks up her phone. "Hello" she says. He puts his hands on her hips, grinding her against him. She bites her lip, trying not to moan.

Meredith's pov:
"What do you think you're playing at? You gave us the wrong name" the detective says. Derek starts kissing my neck. "That's the name Derek said" I say. "You know that it's illegal to waste law inforcements time" he says. "You're wasting my time" I roll my eyes. Derek picks me up off of him. I look into his eyes. He smirks, flipping me over so my backs on the bed. "We need you to get another name.. the right one this time" the detective says. "Who's name?"

I ask. I gasp quietly as Derek pushes open my legs, thrusting his tongue into me. My back arches as he pushes my legs further apart, eating me out. "Well, we don't need his name, we need his address.. the address of Mark sloan" he says. "Mark sloan?" I almost moan as Derek speeds up his movements. I look at him as he stops, sighing. He crawls up my body, grabbing my phone.

He hangs up, throwing it onto the bed. "I'm doing some of my best work here and you just said my friends name" he says. I giggle. "I'm sorry" I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him. "They want marks address" I say. "Baby" he kisses my neck, positioning his tip at my entrance "Shut up" he whispers.

I let out a loud moan as he slides into me. I wrap my legs around him. "Ohhh derrr" I moan as he starts thrusting in and out of me. He kisses me hungrly, his tongue exploring my mouth as he keeps thrusting in and out of me. I moan Into his mouth, my nails digging into his back as I feel a huge wave of pleasure approaching. He starts kissing my shoulder and neck, speeding up his movements. My nails scrape down His back and I let out a loud cry of pleasure as I cum. He groans, his cum spilling into me as he releases.

He pulls our of me, collapsing next to me on the bed. we're both breathing heavily. "Don't tell me to shut up" I hit him on the chest. He chuckles. I giggle. "Does.." I sit up, climbing ontop of him, straddling him. He puts his hands on my hips. "..It feel better?" I grin, tracing the wound on his stomach. "Yes" he grins. "Good" I giggle. He chuckles. I grab the sheets, laying next to him and pulling them over our naked bodies as he pulls me into his arms. I wrap my arms around his waist, my head resting on his arm. I trace patterns with my finger on his chest. "What do I say to the detective?" I ask. "Mm.." he pulls me closer, his face snuggling into my hair "talk tomorrow" he says into my hair. "Okay" I whisper. We fall asleep.