Mafia Prisoner: Book 1

Ch. 85 - Together or Apart

Vivian POV

I walked Niko to my garden and he looked almost disappointed. I know he really just wanted me naked in his bed, but I needed to know if he would choose me forever, or if this was just a game to get me under him again. I made my choice, now he needed to make his.

"Wow! Did you have all my guards working out here? It hasn't even been 48 hours since I left." Niko looked around my garden filled with purple and white flowers for Amy, red roses for me, white lilies for my aunt, and the rest a rainbow of colors mixed with grass covering or ferns.

"I did put them to work, but they happily agreed." I smiled at him. He looked at me for a moment and his eyes got big. He was realizing what this meant now.

"You are staying! This is your home!" For the first time since he walked through the front door, he lowered his walls. His harsh demanding voice faded away and his cold stare warmed to my eyes.

"I want to stay, but I want it all Niko. I'm a strong, loud mouth, independent woman. I can't be confined in these walls or ordered around on how to live my life. I don't want to be your mistress or even just your girlfriend." I moved closer, feeling my nerves bundle into a tight ball. "I want all of you. I want to marry you and be your wife." I said looking past his shoulder to my roses.

He was silent as his body grew tense. God, this was a bad idea. I should have just packed my belongings and left. Niko would never marry me.

"Vivian, look at me." He ordered. My eyes slowly found his. I tried holding back the tears.

"Are you proposing to me?" He asked confused. His hand snaked all the way around my waist pulling me closer. I felt like a small child asking for the impossible.

"Yes." I whispered. "I want it all Niko, or nothing. I can't be just a side woman."

His hand cupped my cheek, brushing away my tear that fell. "You were never a side woman, Viv. You have always been the only one for me." His lips slowly took a small kiss before pulling back. He examined every inch of my face then turned and pulled me back into the house.

"What are you doing?" I asked, walking fast to keep up with his long strides.

"I'm doing this properly, kitten." He continued to pull me upstairs then placed me in the center of his bedroom. His eyes raked up and down my body, filling himself with pure lust. I wanted to know if I would truly be his forever, but right now he had me not caring as long as he took my body. "Don't move!" He ordered and walked out of his bedroom.

What the hell was that man doing? I asked him to take me as his wife and he drags me to his bedroom, then disappears.

He walked back in with a stupid grin on his face. I had no idea if he was going to ignore my request and just take my body, or actually agree at this point.

"You are an independent woman, with a very loud and sometimes foul mouth." He spoke sweetly with amusement in his tone. I squinted my eyes at him. "But I love every way you are, baby. I wake wanting to hear that voice, I fantasy about your bright eyes filled with fire staring me down as you tell me to fuck off, and I feign for this body to be mine every second of the day."

My eyes began tearing as he spoke. Does this mean he wants me as his wife? I was waiting for a but and prayed it never came. I wanted this man that stood in front me. Not the Capo, but my beast that softened to my touch.

Then he knelt to one knee, forcing every tear out of my eyes. My hands came to my mouth as I lost my breath.

"Marissa Vivian Marcusio will you spend the rest of your life telling me to fuck off?" He asked and I couldn't say a word. It was what I wanted, yet I froze.