The Mafia's Pet: Pawn Of The Ruthless ( A Dark Romance)

Chapter 15

AEMILIO

"Fuck!"

Throwing my leg out of the bathtub, I grabbed the first robe I could lay my hand on. I hated this feeling in my soul. The feeling that I needed someone to hold me and make me feel like a man. It didn't make sense since I have Emilia, my lover. She was good at the things of the world, so why do I have to feel the need to be held by someone else?

Ugh!

My hands slid through my hair as I ruffled it up in irritation. No more thoughts of Evangelina! I pulled the door open and stepped into my bedroom. The first thing I saw was my phone lying on the dark bedding.

"I know what to do," I mumbled to myself as I made my way to it.

The lights were low, but I could still see the way the dark portraits on the wall that looked like blood and dead matter. It was a perfect habit and a needed escape into the world of death. It reminded me every day that the type of life I was living at the moment was worse than anyone's imagination. It was deadly.

"Hello?" A sexy voice called.

It took me a moment to realize that the voice was coming from the other side of my phone. I had not realized when I had dialed the line like the idiot that I was.

"Is this Emilia?" I asked at once.

There was a pause, and then, "What does a handsome man like Amelio want from me?"

"Sex," I snapped.

She laughed softly. "Always straight to the point," she teased.

"Be here in 15 minutes," I grunted as I disconnected the call.

Next, I informed my security detail to let Emilia come in when she gets here. Then, I fetched a pair of black shorts and slowly lit my Aemelio's cigarette. It was named after me since it was my brand.

This would keep my thoughts focused on my life and not the way Evangelina's curvy waist moved. The woman was driving me half mad or hard. I was not sure anymore.

I took a drag of smoke as I closed my eyes tightly, sinking into the edge of the chair. It felt so good to be able to do all these, and I wanted more than that in my whole life.

"Love?"

My eyes slid open, and I blinked as Emilia's hollow face appeared. She looked so delectable in a skimpy black outfit that left nothing to the imagination. Her hair was curly like I had always liked, making me smirk.

Using my fingers, I signaled for her to come to me. She smirked as she moved over to me, her hair turning gold thanks to the light. Carefully, she settled on my thigh, her fingers on my chest, tweaking the hair.

"Hard already?" She teased.

I rolled my eyes. "I have been hard for 30 minutes. Can you stop talking and make me cum?" I grunted.

She bit her lips seductively. "As you wish, love," she said as she leaned down on my chest, sucking my nip into her mouth.

Her teeth were more fierce than ever, working their magic. I sighed as I placed my hand on her hair, and I tried to egg her on, only for Evangelina's sad face to come into my mind's eye like a curse.

Throwing it back, I felt my chest constrict hard. I had brought her out of the cage she found herself, but still, I was no better than Raimundo. I had made her like a fucking gift to Erico. He was a harmless soul, but no one wanted to be treated that way.

Emilia was going down so fast, and her fingers were digging into my shorts as she tried to bring down my briefs, but I held her hand by the last minute. She looked at me, slightly confused.

"You don't want me to suck your dick?"

"Yes," I admitted.

She looked slightly thrown. "Ok, are you in the mood to fuck me a doggy style or something?"

I spat into her face in disgust. "Get out of my room."

She scooped the saliva from her face and pulled into her tongue, sucking the finger wildly. I expected my dick to twitch at that, but I felt nothing but more irritation. She wasn't doing it for me.

"You're not deaf, right?" I snapped.

"Love, don't be like this. If I'm doing it wrong, tell me, and I will change the style. You know how flexible I am in the bedroom, so always call me whenever you want."

I chuckled. "You delude yourself," I snapped.

Taking a hold of my leftover cigarette on the armrest, I puffed more smokes. Emilia looked like she was about to cry, but I didn't care. She was too familiar. Maybe it was the reason she couldn't even help me stop thinking about her for a moment. I might need fresh meat or something.

She flicked her hair harshly behind her. "You're doing all these because you have another woman, right? I mean, now, you feel that I'm not good enough for you or something," she grumbled.

I ignored her as I pulled my head back. I just needed her to get the hell out of this place. She was just a nuisance, and I didn't need another one right now. If she couldn't do her job, then, I would have to get who could.

"I'm going to find out who she is, love," she said angrily as she walked away.

I sighed as I took a drag of smoke, feeling it calm my insides for a moment, and then, set me ablaze.

"What could Evangelina be doing right now?" I asked out loud.

There was no response and all I thought of was how I would figure it out myself, but then, I wondered what excuse I would make when I came close to her. Jeez! All these was fucking pointless!