Fucking The Mafia ♥️Complete♥️

Chapter 6

Dimitris Alexandrou as Fallen Hemmings (The Oldest)

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I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and full of energy much to my surprise. I would've thought having to sleep in the bed of my enemy would render me sleepless but I ended up falling to sleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.

I groaned and rolled over not quite ready to get out of the extremely comfortable bed but upon hearing a deep chuckle I immediately sat up. My narrowed eyes found Fallen as he stood in the doorway with his muscled arms crossed over his chest.

"You're sleeping in my bed tonight." He informed slowly taking in my disheveled appearance.

"I don't intend to be here another night."

"Whatever, fix me some breakfast." I mumbled as I got out of bed and made my way over to Devil's closet for clothes to put on.

I felt eyes on me the whole time and stopped midway to the closet, turning to stare back at Fallen who was still standing there.

"What?" There was slight irritation in my voice as I crossed my hands over my chest.

"For starters I love looking at you like this." As he spoke he made his way closer to me.

"Secondly." He leans down so his lips are to my ear.

"I can tell that you have nothing on under his shirt." He finishes his sentence with a nip to my earlobe which caused me to gasp as I took a step back.

He followed gripping my waist and pulling me flush against him. His large hands moved down and cupped my ass as his lips found mine.

"Come on, you'll use my shower, then I'll fix you breakfast. The other two are working." He said as he pulled back.

I found myself agreeing and after a rather long shower and him giving me some of his clothes to wear, I followed him down to the kitchen and sat at one of the bar chairs as he took to work making breakfast.

"Wait, where is my phone?" I asked, hands flying to pockets that weren't there then up to realize that I also didn't have a bra on.

"Do you seriously think we'd let you keep your phone?" He stopped whisking whatever was in the bowl to give me a raised eyebrow.

"I mean I stayed here willingly, the least you could do is let me keep my phone." I replied rolling my eyes.

"Unlock it." With his words he pulled out my phone and handed it to me.

I unlocked it and he took it back; tapping on the screen for a while before handing it back to me and then continuing to cook.

"You're not allergic to anything are you?" He asked as an afterthought and I looked up from my phone with a smirk.

"I'm deadly allergic to bullshit." I replied honestly and watched as he tried to fight his laughter.

"You're really annoying, you know that right?" He questioned and it was now my turn to actually laugh.

"I've been told on several occasions... All part of the charm." He snorted.

"I wouldn't call it charm." He said under his breath and I gasped.

"Listen here mister..." I hopped from my stool and marched over to him.

He paused what he was doing and turned to face me, looking down at me with an amused expression on his face, barely containing his laughter.

"Dammit, don't chuckle. I can't keep up my seriousness." I caved and he doubled over laughing.

I tried to straighten back up but with him laughing it was near impossible. I blame myself for being such a giggly bitch.