Mafia Prisoner

Ch. 45 - It's Done

Niko POV

The second we walked into Roberto's house my stomach dropped. I pushed the thoughts of her rage out from my mind, but I knew it was time to deal with it. I was fucking exhausted though. The stress of this fight between us, that hasn't even happened yet, was warring on me more than anything ever has before.

I could fuck that woman day and night and keep going, but one fight and I'm ready to throw my arms in the air and just pass out. Paul approached me as I looked up the stairs.

"Boss, V was requesting to be with the child. She is asleep now but caused quite a scene while we were away. Vanessa even has a few scratches that Roberto isn't happy with."

My eyebrows perked up. "Scratches?" My little temptress went wild on my family now too. The people I'm supposed to protect and she goes after them.

"Yes, that's not all." He took a hard gulp. He didn't want to deliver this news because it meant Viv would be punished harshly.

"She slapped Vanessa, threw a blow dryer at a guard, threw a pair of scissors at Roberto, and some other discretions. She wanted to see Amy but they wouldn't let her so she lashed out pretty bad."

I chuckled, rubbing my hands down my face. This fucking woman was a terror. "Why did no one restrain her, throw her in a cell?"

"Your order was not to harm her and to lock her in your room. She also... jumped out your window. V can be a bit head strong, sir."

"A bit? I'll handle her. She will learn to behave. Get some rest Paul. It's been a long fucking day... again."

I made my way up the stairs, pondering how the hell I was going to teach this woman she can't attack my people. Behind closed doors I loved that dirty mouth, but around the family, she needed to fall in line.

I opened the door and she was perched against a wall fast asleep. What the fuck was she proving by doing that? I told my men to leave and they reluctantly did. She had everyone afraid of her and that made me laugh.

I picked her little body up and placed her softly on the bed. We needed to have this fight and I needed to put her in her place. I watched her as I changed then curled behind her. I was exhausted and we could talk tomorrow. I pulled her close, caressing her curves then fell asleep.

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A hard slap came across my face, jolting me awake. My eyes snapped open to one pissed off woman trapped in my arms. I rolled on top of her, pining her wrist above her head.

"Don't fucking touch me!" She thrashed under my body, desperately trying to get free. "Let me go!" She screamed. I waited a minute, letting her tire herself out.

"Are you done, Kitten."

"Don't call me that." Then she spit in my face. "I said let me go!" she demanded.

This fucking woman. I yanked her off the bed, grabbing her by her hair, and wiped my face. I opened a box on my bedside, taking out my handcuffs and closed them around her wrist behind her back.

"Are you ready to calm the fuck down now!" I hissed in her ear, pinning her body to mine.

"I want to see Amy!" She sobbed, losing her fight to keep struggling against me.

"Then you should fucking behave."

It took a few moments but she finally got her breathing under control and her tears stopped flowing out of her eyes. "Please let me go!" She pleaded in a soft voice.

"Let you go! Do you know what a fucking mess you caused?"

"Me!" She shouted, then took a deep breath. That's my girl. Learn some fucking control.