Mafia Men III: Marino

Chapter 11

Ellie POV

I rolled over and woke up to his arms around me my body stiffened as if it were a natural occurrence, but when I seen Miles face I relaxed. This morning was perfect. I'd never admit that to him, but opening up to him like that felt right. Everything about him felt right.  I'm so used to hiding my emotions because any wrong one shown in my eyes used to earn me a swift beating from Damian. Miles did get angry with me, multiple times but it was healthy anger. He yelled yes but stepped away as opposed to the familiar demeaning words hurled at me. I felt safe with him. So safe. And it scared me.

I tried to get up to leave. I was definitely staying too
long. I can't be clingy. I can't fall for him.

"Where you going?" He asked and I looked at him to see his eyes still closed. I took the moment to look at him. He was so fit and lean, tall. His body was glorious and I'm sure he knew that. His brown hair was a mess which was my fault but it was never out of place. His sharp jawline clenched as I knew he felt me staring at him. His face was free of stubble no facial hair. He liked to be clean shaven. His hands ran up my legs and thighs slowly. I shivered under his touch. He knew exactly where to touch me, how to touch me, how to please me. This man will be the death of me. I couldn't believe he got me to tell him that I was his. I couldn't help it. The man knew how to fuck me.

"Home" I said realizing I didn't answer his question

"Why go home when you can stay here and lay in my arms?" He asked

"Because..." I started not finding a reason

"Do you have work?" he asked and I muttered "No"

"Animals to feed ?" He asked and I shook my head

"People to feed?" He asked

"If I had kids you'd know." I said

"I meant family" He said and I got quiet. I hated the word. I think he noticed my stillness and opened his eyes to reveal his beautiful brown eyes.

"No" I said and he nodded

"Then you're free" He said as his thumb brushed my bottom lip. He pulled me to him and connected his lips with mine. I moaned as his hands ran up my body. Soon he pulled away and I missed his touch. "Today you're all mine. And we are going to start slow. So no sex."

I raised my eyebrows at him. "Excuse me?" I asked

"I'm going to be a complete gentleman starting today. I'm going to court you and do all the things that those boys you've dealt with should've done for you." He said and I looked at him amused.

"So you won't fuck me even if I asked you to?" I asked

"Nope. That's fourth maybe fifth date activities." He said smirking

"Does this mean I can court other men who can handle those needs of mine?" I asked and I saw his jaw clenched

"I don't think you understood the lesson of last night. You're mine. Don't get it twisted and please try not to get anyone else killed." He said flipping us over where he hovered over me.

"Maybe I could use a refresher" I said feeling myself get wet just from looking at his eyes and the fury behind them. His nose ran along my jaw and down my neck. He closed his eyes and breathed slowly before he completely got off me. He wrapped his towel around his waist covering his very excited self.

"Our breakfast date will be in an hour. I had Alphonso buy you some clothes and toiletries and things. It's in my bathroom. I'll be in my other room getting ready myself. Call me if you need anything" He said about to walk out

"Miles are you serious?" I asked annoyed. I was so frustrated and horny and he's just leaving.

"About you, yes." He said looking at me once more and then walking out the room

I groaned into his pillow and tried to ignore the warmth pooling between my legs. I got up and went into his bathroom to shower. I rummaged through his cabinets just to see if he was hiding anything. The man was an open book. I couldn't find any incriminating thing. Either he was really good at hiding things or he just was that transparent.

I showered and went into the room to see Miles in his suit seated on the bed. He stared at me as I walked towards the bed to see the clothes laid out for me. I took the towel off and dropped it on the floor. His eyes fully took my body in and I saw his jaw clench. I slowly put on my panties and then my bra. I then gabbed the jean and put them on followed by the sweater. By the time I was done, he had stood up and grabbed my boots. He kneeled in front of me and after I slid my socks on I stuck my foot into the heeled boot he held in his hands. He zipped up one boot and did the same thing for the other. His eyes never left mine the whole time and I wanted to jump his bones. His hands rested on my calves where the boots stopped. He slowly stood up and I saw the want in his eyes.

"Ready?" he asked

"Yes." I said after letting out the breath that I had no idea I was holding.

We went downstairs and he helped us into a car that will take us to the breakfast spot. After an hour and a half of driving we arrived at a mansion well garden. The place was beautiful. It was a house and in the back was the garden. I looked and saw a gazebo with a table under it. On the table was so much food and champagne glasses. He pulled out a chair for me and I looked at him. I sat down and he sat across from me.

"Miles." I said the only word I could process at the moment

He pours me a glass of champagne and then himself.
"Hmm?" he asked

"This is too much." I said shaking my head. I looked around panicking. Why was I panicking? "This is too much"

He put his hand over mine and I felt myself calm down in an instant.
"It's not. You're feeling overwhelmed because you've never experienced this before. You've never gotten what you deserve. And I'm going to give you that each and every chance I get. I want you to get used to this." he said

I looked at him and felt my tears threatening to fall. What the hell was wrong with me? I keep crying in front of him.

"To fancy breakfast in gardens?" I joked softly and he shook his head pulling my hand to his lips and kissing my knuckles

"No to you getting treated like every man is unworthy to even be in your presence." He said

I looked at him and felt my heart race. I couldn't look away from him. I never wanted to not look in his eyes. Fuck you, Miles and Fuck you, rule two.