Falling in Love With a Mafia Boss

Ch. 32

-Few months later-

So he's taking me out to dinner tonight. It's our one year anniversary and he's been acting weird all day. I've tried to get him to talk to me but he just says he's fine. Bucky won't even tell me anything. Oh well... he's probably just constipated. Yea I learned when he has to go, he's very fidgety. Perks of living together...

Yes I moved in with him. We've been living together since November. It's now nearly May. I got rid of my condo and moved into his mansion. I have tried several times to get him to sell so we could find something smaller but he won't have it. He says it'll fill up once we have kids. There is no way I am popping out that many babies. He's getting 4 max.

"Bella!" I hear him call me. I head up the stairs, going towards his home office.

"Yea?" I ask as I walk in.

"Need your help." I walk towards him and he pulls me on his lap. "Where do you wanna go?" He asks. I give him a look then look at his laptop.

"As in vacation?" I ask.

"Yea, figured we could get away for a week or so." He shrugs.

"Mmm where can you go and not get shot?" Perks of dating a mafia boss... you have to ask these questions.

"Germany should be fine. The boss there likes me." He admits.

"I don't even want to know. When are we leaving?"

"Uhhh two weeks? Gotta take care of some things here and with your dad." He says.

"Alright, I'll put it in on Monday." I kiss him then go to stand up but he keeps me on his lap. "Yes?" I ask.

"We're leaving at 5... wear something nice." He says.

"I will. Where are we going?" I run my fingers through his hair and feel his grip tighten around me.

"It's a secret." He whispers like a child.

"You are horrible at keeping secrets." He scoffs but we both know it's true. Ever since we promised each other no more secrets, he tells me everything. Even things I can't know.

"Yea but this is a good secret. Go get dressed." He kisses me again and I melt. It's weird... I never thought I would end up dating someone who has no regards for the law but truthfully... he's literally the sweetest man I have ever met. "Mm go before I keep you here." He mumbles. I roll my eyes and stand, getting a slap on my ass before I walk off. He always does that so it doesn't surprise me nearly as much as it used to.

I walk to our room and go into our closet to find something to wear. I'm guessing we're going to a nice restaurant so I decide to go with a dress. I grab a black dress that hangs off my shoulders. Yea this will definitely work. I paid it with some black heels, as I don't really want to wear my red ones. Too flashy. I lay them out on the bed then go start a shower.

As I step in, I start washing my hair. It's nearly 4 so I have to hurry. When I start rinsing out my hair, the shower door opens and he steps in.

"Seriously?" He only shrugs and joins me under the water. "Ah don't touch me or else we won't leave this shower any time soon." I snap and he pouts but thankfully listens. Once I finish the conditioner out of my hair, I grab the loofa so I can wash my body.

"I wanna do that." He whines.

"No. And stop pouting." I huff. He's a child, I swear. He washes his hair, all while staring at me. "Steven, stop." I snap.

"Why? I can't look at you?" He asks but he knows what he's doing. He slowly walks over to me, putting his hands on my waist.

"Steve." I say sternly but does it work? No. His lips attach to my neck and I shiver.

"Just a quickie?" He whispers in my ear, his fingers going down my body. Ugh he so knows what he's doing.

"You're going to make us late." I say, nearly giving in.

"Mm I'd rather make you come." He slams he against the shower wall, slamming his lips on mine and picking me up. His tongue hungrily fights mine as he squeezes my ass, making me moan. I feel his tip brush against me and we both moan, before he slams into me. I scream loudly and he thrusts quick and rough into me. Shit I'm already seeing stars. "Shit you feel so good." He moans against my lips. I tighten my grip around him, somehow sinking deeper into him and we both moan loudly. His thrusts get harder each time and my legs start getting numb.

"Fuck, Steve." I whine into his ear and that only makes him go harder. I feel myself clench around him and he grunts.

"Cmon, come all over me pretty girl." I whimper. A few more thrusts and I let go, screaming his name rather loudly over and over again. He grunts and keeps going, eventually releasing himself. "Fuck, fuck! Shit I love you." He mumbles in my neck, his thrusts slowing down. My legs are literally shaking and I know I won't be able to walk. "You ok, baby?" He asks, lightly kissing my neck.

"Su-sure." I huff and feel him smile.

"Can I put you down?"

"I-I don't think I can walk." I admit. He pulls out of me, making me whimper. Yea I definitely can't walk. He sets me down on the shower bench then cleans himself off before helping me.

"Guess I did my job then." He smirks and I smack his head. "What? I left you satisfied and unable to walk. I would say that's a win in my book." He shrugs.

"You are such a boy." I roll my eyes.

"You love me." He smiles.

"You're lucky I do."

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"Zip me up." I say once I slip the black dress on.

"Fuck..." He huffs but zips me up. "You look so fucking hot." He groans and I shake my head then slip my heels on. "I'm all for staying in... I seriously want to tare that dress off you." He admits.

"Maybe I'll let you tonight but I'm hungry so let's go." I grab his hand and drag him out of the room. When we get down stairs, he stops me before we walk outside.

"Yes?" I ask as he pulls me against him.

"You really do look beautiful and I love you so much." He kisses me softly, knowing if he ruins my makeup I will kill him.

"You look pretty hot yourself. Maybe I'll be the one taring tonight." I mumble against his lips and he groans.

"Don't say things like that. I need to make it through dinner." He whines.

"Then let's go." I stop before we go outside. "Oh and I love you too." He smiles and we walk out, him opening my door for me.