14 Days With The Mafia Lord

~Calm Before The Storm~

GIOVANNI

When I opened my eyes, the sun was on full blast, throwing warmth and light through the expansive hotel room.

The entire room was in disarray, but that wasn't what caught my attention.

Still asleep with the white sheets barely covering her curvaceous body was Elaine. My arms were wrapped snugly around her as she slept without a care in the world.

As I removed a lock of dark hair that'd fallen across her face, I realized that this was the first time I'd spent an entire night in her bed and woken up with her. It was my usual practice to leave right away or send her out.

What's more? This was also the first time that I'd slept without being plagued by the recurring nightmare that haunted my sleep. It was a nightmare stemming from one of the worst days of my childhood. The day that changed me completely and shaped the man I am today.

I could still remember it like it was yesterday.

Her pain-filled screams for mercy, the bang of the gun as the bullet was delivered straight into her head, ending her life immediately, the roughness of the wall as I hid behind it, watching with fear and helplessness.

There was no way to save her, but I saved Elaine, the daughter of the man who was the bane of my existence. The cause of all my misery and suffering.

I almost scoffed at the irony and the sick sense of humor of the universe.

Discarding that line of thinking, I looked at the delicate form of the woman asleep in my arms.

Something in my chest squeezed as I saw her in her most vulnerable state. Elaine was beautiful, no doubt, but asleep, she was breathtaking. She looked so calm, peaceful, and content.

Taking a lock of her dark hair, I toyed with the soft strand, curling it around my finger. I noted the frown lines normally on her forehead were totally smooth now. It was like she was a completely different person, and I saw her with new eyes.

She looked like an angel, utterly incapable of wrongdoing. Still, after what went down last night, Elaine was most definitely a sinner.

After making her come on the balcony, we went to the bed, where we fucked in almost every position known to man. And even though we were both consumed with each other's bodies, chasing orgasm after orgasm, the atmosphere had a romantic feeling.

At one point, I made her watch the big blinking lights of the Eiffel Tower as I pounded hard into her pussy.

I didn't know what'd come over us.

From Elaine wanting to comfort me and being extra touchy to me prioritizing her pleasure and everything I said to her. Things like how I wished I could be a normal man who could love her the way she deserved to be loved.

I was so fucking confused, and now all my feelings were in a giant knot. I felt like I'd been thrown into a giant paint mixer, and now I didn't know which way was up.

I would've blamed it on the alcohol, but I wasn't heavily drunk. All I had was a light hangover. I was thinking clearly.

One thing I knew for sure was that no matter what happened, I could not fall for Elaine. I couldn't allow myself to feel anything for her, no matter how small or how much I wanted to.

There were a lot of reasons we wouldn't work out, but two of them were heavier than all others.

One, she was the daughter of my father's worst enemy, a man I'd fantasized about killing when the perfect opportunity presented itself. And also the tiny problem of her having a child for another man.