Mafia 's Babygirl🔥❤️

Chapter 11

Sidharth POV:

I GLANCE UP AT Lorenzo as he crosses around the table to where Hailey lies dead at our feet. I stand up, and we both burst out with laughter. “I can’t believe she killed her. She’s stronger than I thought.”

Lorenzo shrugs, crossing his arms over his chest. “She is. Maybe now
you’ll give her a chance? All she wants is to feel wanted by you, Sidharth.”

“I do want her. I just…”

“You just what?! You care more about being able to sleep around than you do about taking care of your wife and starting the family you claim to be desperate for? She won’t wait around for you forever, that I believe.”

I sigh, raking my hand down my face. I wasn’t entirely sure why I was so hesitant about keeping her at arm’s distance because I desperately want her and in some way or the other, I am insecure that she is like everyone, who are always behind my money like ny father claimed. But i feel She's indeed not like everyone who throw themselves on me for what i have but not for who i actually am!

Signing, “Yeah. Okay. Can you take care of this and also send someone to bring her car back from the club. Please.”

“Of course. What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to go and talk to my wife.” I see a small smile and nod from him before I turn and leave the dining room. I sigh as I climb the stairs, stopping at Shehnaaz’s room.The only room i always wanted to come and stay forever but Nevermind! I close the door and hear her in the shower still.

I sit on the edge of the bed, lying back to stare at the ceiling and obviously thinking about her! My Wife! My Babygirl!

I don't know what got into me, when i got to know that shehnaaz stayed over with that dickhead David for a night in his appartment. Sudden urge to kill him and let her know that she belongs only to me, rushed to my head.

And there wins my possessive nature! I fucking Killed him before her, to just let her remind that to whom she belongs!!! Orelse i could have killed him without letting her know the fact that i killed him. As i claimed She belongs to me! Only me..!

I had expected at her young age, for her to be easier to deal with, that she would be more
submissive. If she were as I expected, I wouldn’t have to worry about getting to know her or, worse, liking her.

I saw how my father treated my mother. I never wanted a wife I would end up eventually hurting. I always wanted a wife that did as I said and let me do as I pleased. But it would seem I underestimated Shehnaaz and her submission.

But to my dismay, lately i feel like i want a wife to own her, love her and make her mine...!

Shrugging my thoughts, I stand up when I hear her bathroom door open, and she stops in the doorway with nothing but a towel wrapped around her small gorgeous body, almost scared to  find me there. She darts her tongue out over her full lips as she brings her big almond  eyes up to mine.

“I’m sorry. Are you going to punish me? Please, Sidharth.”

I chuckle as I approach her, pinning her against the wall beside the bathroom. “No.”

“Then wh—”

I cut off her question by crushing my mouth hard against hers. She whimpers into my mouth, eagerly kissing me back. My tongue sweeps against hers as she groans and brings her delicate hands up to my hair, wringing her fingers through. I unbutton my shirt, shrugging it off with my jacket as she moves her hands down to my chest. She lets me lead the kiss
in her inexperience. I pull away with a smile as she pants, running her tongue along her now slightly swollen lips. My cock throbs, aching in the slacks as I look down at her towel.