Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

22. Green Monster

Song Recommendations:

Shameless (sped up) by Camila Cabello

Easy To Love by  Bryce Savage

~~ Katerina's P.O.V ~~

Maddie and I looked like shit today, we both tried our best to do what we had to and oh god when I saw Maddie cleaning the freshly used breakfast dishes I thought she was going to hurl but thankfully we have both managed to get through our hangovers but as for the embarrassment we both have some time before that subsides. "Boss, we just received the shipment of artillery but Mikhail said it came up short of three full belted rounds and two fully loaded shotguns." Yuri says showing me the live feed from my men's camera "Who's the supplier?" I grit through my teeth feeling my pounding headache make a reappearance " The Borata family boss." So they think they can pull a fast one selling me short because I'm not Uncle Alexei. "Question Borata and make sure you get a fucking answer, If he won't talk then we make sure he never speaks again do I make myself clear?" Yuri gives me a slight nod before speaking into his earpiece relaying the message to Mikhail before walking out in a semi-rush. My phone vibrates flashing "Husband" across the screen showering my body in warmth. 

"Yes?" I say smiling like an idiot "There's my good girl, your husband has made dinner reservations at a restaurant we are looking into investing in so you my sweet wife have until eight to be ready for me, I'll be done with business by then so be ready and waiting like the good girl you are." my body hums from his words with any previous thoughts in my head flying out of the window "yes Sir." a deep appreciative growl comes through the phone vibrating my entire body with it "See you soon baby." Moments before eight I'm finally ready with a red open-back dress and the matching red pumps to match and the deep red lipstick to match making my eyes pop against the color. As I make my decent down the steps my body begins to flood with a familiar warmth as the familiar shadow makes its way into my line of sight. His eyes slowly rake over my body with a fire of hunger and lust burning bright behind those hazel orbs. His gaze begins to burn through my skin bringing heat scattering through me. When I reach the bottom he takes a step forward bringing him close enough to taste.

The smell of sandalwood and mint invades my senses completely engulfing me in him. "My, my Piccola" he rasps taking my chin between his pointer finger and thumb keeping my gaze locked on his; My breath hitches from the spark of his touch pulling my lips apart ever so slightly. "You look delectable" his voice lowers into what sounds like a growl just as he dips his head into the crook of my neck, running his nose against my sensitive skin with a deep breath tickling against me. "You smell fucking divine, I'm no longer hungry for food Piccola. Maybe we skip to dessert huh?" He breathes brushing his lips against my throat with a slight hum. The pool in my panties has me in his hold, the ache between my legs is growing with each finger he lays on me and I don't know how much more I can take before I cave. "I was looking forward to dinner with my husband" I manage to get out in a breathy sigh earning a soft chuckle against my skin "Come, the car is ready." All I heard was cum.

The restaurant is packed but of course, for the Moretties there's a private section off towards the back where the entire restaurant is in view. The place is dimly lit by the candles in the center of the table and the light music in the background pulls it all together. "So, we're investing in this place?" Alejandro gives me a slight nod bringing his Glass of whiskey to his lips "Hopefully the food is good." A chuckle rises from his chest "I would never feed my wife shit food or make a shit investment." A tall dark-haired waiter makes his way to our table with a wide smile but his gaze is locked on me and not on my murderous husband. "Good evening my name is Benny and I'll be your waiter. Can I start you off with some wi-." He's cut off by the deep growl coming from my husband "If you keep looking at my wife like that I'll gouge out your eyes and send them to your mother." All color has drained from the waiter's face and for some reason, the fear in his eyes has me ready to dive under the table to get a taste of the man who caused it.