mafias obsession(1st book in mafia obsession series)

chapter 3: power?

I couldn't sleep.

what did they mean when talking over dinner? I mean i've seen the place they live in, the cars they own. I've heard about the places they go and the things they do. But what did they mean? Fear, anxiety and simple confusion was running through my mind.

"what do you think of the meal?" one of the, what i guess, was a worker asked me.

"it was very nice thank you" I replied with a smile, in all honesty it was one of the best meals i have ever tasted. however with how hungry i was i feel like i could've eaten a rock and been grateful for it.

"i'm glad you think so" the worker said with a friendly smile, the conversation whilst we were eating it was calm and not focused on any particular topic, so i know that in a few moments their gonna bring up what i've been dreading talking about.

"we're not gonna ask you why you ran away that's your personal business, but with the consent of Lye and Sadie we want to offer you our protection" blade says, shocking me that he didn't ask the question i was dreading to answer, in fact he did the complete opposite by offering me help.

"you'd really do that?" i ask in surprise.

"of course we would, anyone Gray cares about we automatically care about too, meaning we'd protect you with everything we have, i mean it's not like many people would mess with us anyway" he chuckles softly.

"what does that mean?" i ask, both curious but also nervous by what it could actually mean.

"we just have a lot of power here and some other places that's all starlight" Sadie says but i can't help but wonder how much power they truly mean.

Still unable to sleep i decide to do what any 16 year old would. Go searching for a midnight snack. I get up and go to the kitchen, looking around it in cupboards, searching for my prized item, and that's when i finally lay eyes on it. Brownies.

I reach up to grab it and wonder why the fuck someone would put them so high, finally grabbing it i sit on the counter, cut a small slice and bite into it. Brownies have always been one of my favourite midnight snacks since i was a kid. I wouldn't get much as a child but one of the things i used to always manage to sneak was a brownie for me and my brother and a packet of crisps, sometimes if i was lucky then a sandwich too.

"couldn't sleep?" I hear a voice say, making me jump. I turn to see Lye standing in the corridor, watching me with a glint of amusement in his eyes.

"y yeah" I answer softly, wondering if i would get in trouble for getting something to eat.

"hey whats wrong princess?" he asks me, his voice being gentle. Only now do i realise that I have tears in my eyes.

"nothing" I answer and instantly blink back my tears "i'm sorry..I'll clean up and then go to bed, i'm sorry"

"you don't have to be sorry sweetheart, you didn't do anything wrong" He tells me, reaching out to my shoulder, but making me flinch in response, shocking him slightly "sorry darling"

Wanting to reassure him that he wasn't the reason i was so scared, but not knowing how to tell him some parts of my trauma, i simply reply with "n no you don't have to be sorry..Its just...things.."

His eyes show curiosity and a hint of worry and he looks like he's about to ask me something, however he seems to decide against it, probably not wanting to upset me anymore. I feel grateful that he doesn't ask me anything as i'm not ready yet to share that part of me with him, however i feel guilty too as i don't want to be hiding parts of myself from him.

"one day i'll tell you, i promise, i'm just not ready yet.." I tell him, hoping that he'll understand.

"i understand that little one, but just know whatever used to happen won't ever happen here or anywhere else again, i promise you, i'll make sure of it" he tells me, he sounds reassuring but for some reason i can't fully believe it.

"now how about i make you something to actually eat" he suggests with a small chuckle.

"wait really?" I ask, more than surprised that he would offer such a thing, but when he nods and starts taking out ingredients i can't resist the smile that appears on my face.

He starts to make something and i can't help but stare at him with admiration, taking in every feature he has. My eyes travel from his back to his arms, to his neck that i can't help but want to kiss so badly, to his hands that i either want to hold or think could become a perfect necklace.

I continue to stare at him until he looks at me, a small smirk being on his lips. "I can feel your eyes on me darling" he says, making me blush and look away instantly.

"i don't know what your talking about" I mumble.

"oh really? so you wasn't staring at me, letting your mind wonder to places?" He asks me. Now standing in front of me, his hands being on either side of me. Staring into my eyes as he waits for my answer, a mischievous and daring look in his own.

"n nope, of course not you must be imagining things" I say, looking away, not daring to look into his eyes because i know i would instantly fold if i did.

"look at me darling" he commands, hooking his finger under my chin and turning my face to look at him "now i'll ask you again, were you or were you not staring at me princess?"

I fall silent at his words, embarrassed to reply with the truth but afraid to lie again. "i'm waiting princess." his tone is demanding yet soft at the same time, making me more and more flustered.

"i-" I stutter but all he does is stare at me with a smirk, waiting for me to finish my sentence "i was" i finally confess.

"atta girl~ now i wonder where your thoughts were going hm? Were they thinking about my arms?" his hand travels up my thigh, "Maybe my back" one of his hands travels to my waist, "My lips?" he kisses me softly "Or maybe it was my hands?" his hand on my thigh moves to my neck, choking me slightly. "hm princess? what one was it? or was it all?" he kisses me deeply, his kiss controlling and dominant yet sweet and loving.

"y yes" i manage to weakly reply, giving in to him. But the kiss only lasts a few moments before he pulls away and continues to cook what he was preparing, making me wonder how he can go from something so intimate and passionate to something as simple as cooking a meal. He seems to surprise me more and more everyday.

After about half an hour, maybe more maybe less, i couldn't tell much due to overthinking the entire situation that had happened, Lye places a plate in front of me. "potato bites, easy enough and hopefully not too filling but not too light either" he explained.

"it looks amazing..thank you handsome" I utter, I wasn't wrong the food looked perfect, I just couldn't take the moment out of my mind.

"of course darling, now eat up, you look exhausted" he told me with a soft smile, sitting next to me, and watching me. Usually I would take that as an offence but i knew he was right so i simply silently ate the meal.

The meal tasted as good as it looked and i was more than grateful for not only the meal but the fact that he decided to stay up with me. I felt like i didn't want the moment to end but all moments eventually have to.