Mafia Prisoner: Book 1

Ch. 23 - I Won't Ask Again

Niko POV

The second she slammed her bathroom door I left. She always had to play some kind of game. Why can't we just simply fuck and move on? No, she wants to tease and talk, then fight and deny me again. I was done with it. I don't even know why I get so worked up anyways.

I showered and climbed in my bed ready to pass out. That was really good pussy and that's all that matter right now. As my mind drifted to sleep my phone buzzed with a message from Mario.

"She's in the closet again."

Of course she is, why, because she makes no fucking sense. Who sleeps on the floor of a closet when there is expensive ass mattress for her curl up in.

I twisted and turned in my bed unable to find sleep. I had an important meeting tomorrow then these prisoners will be arriving. I didn't have time to waste on this woman.

I threw my covers off and left on a war path. I stomped down to her room, ripped her door open then the closet door. There she fucking was again. Curled up in a ball on the floor with her pink comforter as she cried herself to sleep. Next time I'm going to fuck her until she passes out then we don't have to deal with this bullshit.

I picked her up and put her back in her bed. The second I got to mine I finally found my sleep. This was all getting too frustrating.

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I sat at the table quietly eating as Anthony went on about the capture of the Grasso heirs. The oldest apparently used his kid sister as a shield and I wanted to rip the man's head off despite never meeting him. I had a kid sister and could never imagine giving her life up for mine. That was just sickening. He escaped Anthony today, but when I get him, I will peel his skin slowly off his body.

"Good morning!" Vivian spoke, pulling me from my dark thoughts. She seemed... ok. Maybe she has a mental disorder. I should ask the doctor to question her sanity when he comes for her birth control.

I grunted while continuing to eat. She was here for five seconds and all my thoughts went to her. I needed to fix this shit.

"Vivian, it's nice to see you again. You looked stunning last night." Anthony had his eyes glued to her and she of course gave him a nasty look. Please Vivian, don't lash out. I can't deal with this shirt right now.

"Thank you! The Capo likes his woman looking their best." She looked at me and I was about to turn my head to see who she was smiling at.

"Are you about to kill me?" I leaned close to her in a whisper.

"No, but I should. Keep that old man away from me or I promise you that vow to Tommy will go down the drain." She gripped her knife tight and I leaned back in my chair. She definitely wasn't ok.

"We have another dinner tonight. I like my woman in red." I smiled to her. If she wanted to play Mistress to keep Anthony away, I was definitely game.

"Of course, Capo." She gave me a smile then leaned towards me. "I'll be sure to wear blue then."

"I'll be sure to let Anthony know you mean nothing to me." I chuckled and she glared.

"I hate you."

"Yet last night you begged for more of me." I smirked, leaning back away from her. This is exactly what I can't be doing with her.

"Anthony are we on schedule for tomorrow's delivery?"

"Yes, boss. They should arrive by dinner time and then we can dismember them for dessert." The old bastard smiled at me and I matched that same evil look. I couldn't wait to get my hands on Grasso blood.