Mafia Prisoner

Ch. 38 - Only You

Niko POV

My hand was balled in a fist, drawing blood in my pocket while listening to Roberto carry on. I didn't like talking and I definitely didn't like talking about the only person I cared for that was now dead. I was seconds from ripping his head off when my little temptress came into view.

My mind instantly went to our quickie I stole from her only hours ago. That was the first time she listened and let me have her without a fight. That was how this little arrangement was going to be from now on.

My body felt lighter scanning her curves. Somehow, she instantly took control of my thoughts, leaving me with nothing but pleasure. I don't know if I would get tired of chasing her, but it was definitely getting frustrating.

Then Vanessa walked in, covering my line of sight to Viv's perfect cleavage. My eyes raked her body, impressed with the sexy little curves this woman had. If I didn't have Viv, she would definitely be an interest of mine. Vanessa told me about her desserts and my mind went straight to eating Viv's pussy with icing. That was definitely my favorite that I doubt any woman could match.

My eyes looked to her but she looked away. She was mad about something? God that woman irritated me. She was always fucking pissed about something. I wasn't playing this game with her anymore. She carried on long enough with her demands and pouts.

Once Vanessa laced her arm in mine I tensed. Why the fuck was she touching me? My first thought was what, would Vivian think, but the second I saw her face I knew she was laughing at me.

She didn't even care that this woman was all over me. Then she thinks it's a joke. That is fine. Vanessa was a good option to take as a wife. It would be wise to keep her close for when I tired of Viv anyways.

Once we were seated the women started talking and for some reason that little fucker snapped at Vanessa. I didn't understand his problem and he was obviously insinuating he could protect Viv better than me. I never hated a child before, but this boy was getting under my skin.

Of course, Vivian then challenges me at the table in front of everyone. I wanted to rip her out of that chair and chain her to the bed for the rest of the week. She needed to learn to respect me.

I pulled my phone out to check my emails ignoring the conversation. I had a few contracts I was waiting on signatures for and one seemed to be falling through. This was exactly why I didn't have time to deal with Vivian's little tantrums. I had enough fucking stress and a woman was there to help relieve it, not add to it.

I was angrily typing away when that boy spoke again. My ears focused straight to his voice then my eyes saw him wink at my woman. Twelve years old or not, no one fucking made a move on her.

That was my last straw. I was trading the boy for Roberto's men and putting an end to all of this. He wanted to go home anyways. The little girl wasn't causing any problems and she was the only one being abused there. Viv would be mad, but she would understand, especially if she knew he wanted to leave.

After dinner I meet the men in Roberto's office to discuss our plans. I wanted to take out Grasso's spies in Roberto's territory tonight then tomorrow we could set up an arrangement for the boy. Paul tried speaking against the boy leaving, but one glance at my eyes he went quiet.

Once the men left, I pulled Paul aside and told him to not speak a word about this conversation to her. He should know not to, but I didn't miss the little whispers and nudges he gave her all night. He would protect her, but to what extent? This is why I liked Gio as her guard. I didn't have to worry about him crossing any lines with me. Then he had to go and leave those bruises on her. I don't know why I was so enraged. My head just went blank until I beat the shit out of him for it.