Mafia Hearts |18+|

t w e n t y t w o

IVANOV

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I had a boner.

And a fucking huge one.

Just because of her.

I took a long shower and had to deal with my business in there while she waited in the bedroom.

I was dressed in a black suit since I had meetings to attend to, I needed to leave.

Memories of last night struck me, her on top of me, me kissing her while she giggled, her soft skin so close to mine.

I need to stop, she's not who she pretends to be.

"Let's go" I cleared my throat as I fixed my hair in the mirror.

"Go where?" She asked zipping up her jacket and I notice a bruise on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm going to train you, then you're going to attend meetings with me"

"Why with you? I have uncles that are professional-"

"Your uncles do nothing but make out in corners or get drunk" I watched as anger slowly formed on her face.

Before she throws a tantrum, I left the bedroom to the club where my workers were cleaning.

They all greeted me and put their heads down in respect once they saw Lela.

LEOLA

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I'm so pissed off.

Who the hell does Ivan think he is? Bossing me around like I'm his assistant.

He made me sit through 3 different meetings next to him like a statue while he talked and discussed stupid shit.

"70 percent of your drugs" the man with tattoos and piercings says folding his arms.

"No" Ivan says disagreeing to every single thing the man says.

"Okay!" I clapped my hands and took the papers out of Ivan's hands making everyone turn their heads to me.

"50 percent of our drugs, for a five hundred thousand, but, you have to give us a percentage of your equipment" I smile politely.

I turn to Ivan, "shall we wrap it up? Dear husband."

"Deal" the man grins showing the diamonds in his teeth.

Ivan takes the pen and signs the papers with no words or emotions.

"Deal" Ivan's deep voice comes out, I smile as he shakes hands with the man.

He was about to shake my hand but Ivan wraps his arm around my waist protectively.

"Thank you, miss Leola" the man leaves with his guards, Ivan lets go off me and leaves.

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"Harder!" Ivan yells holding the punching bag as I punch the shit out of it.

"Ugh!" I groan giving the punch all of my strength making the bag fall to the ground.

"You're going to fight a girl" Ivan opens the door and walks out to a room where men are seated and a girl ready to snap anyone's head off.