The infamous mafia leader, Sadie sink, starts to feel somthing she's never felt before. Love.
Specifically for a bartender at a strip club, Madison white. She's shy and feisty. Only living her life away from America, after she ran from her abuser...
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The next 5 days were filled with nothing but me and Sadie's honeymoon phase. I would wake up in Sadie's arms after a amazing night. We'd make breakfast, make out, she would go to work.
I would either wonder around the house, watch tv, or help some of the workers. After Sadie would come back home, I would wait in bed for her, or if I was tired that day she would find me already covered in a plush blanket.
Some nights she would wake me up, by being In between my legs.
But that's wasn't all those days consisted off, there was much more less important stuff.
But somthing that was important is how Sadie had started talking about her Allies coming over for a celebration party. Mainly for taking down the man who set attack on her territory.
Plus he was apparently had a huge reputation, and many wanted him dead.
I was excited and quite nervous for them to come over. I mean one mafia leader makes me nervous, but being in a room with lots of them is a whole different level.
They would be coming tomorrow, so all the workers were cleaning and fixing the mansion up for the party.
"Hey, baby." Sadie walks into our bedroom. I was watching a movie.
"Wow your home early!" I smile. She nods, starting to take off her work clothes.
"Yea I finished up, so I could come home to you, amore mio.." she smirks. Sliding her suspenders off her shoulders, and fully taking off her shirt.
I can't help but stare at her toned abs, and freckled skin. Biting my lip slightly.
"Like what you see, baby?" She rasps out, i nod nonchalantly. Letting out a breathe I didn't realize I was holding.
She dry laughs, now fully naked in just a sports bra, and boxers. Walking over to our closet, she comes out with cuffs.
I swallow hard, before scouting up nervously towards the headboard.
"Take off you clothes, and hold out your hands, principessa.." she demands.
