A MAFIA STORY: MY FATHER'S DEBT

Dinner tonight

Two years later. USA

I was married to Barron, with a secret growing inside of me. Barron is the absolute best, he has been the world to me and has provided everything I wanted. Being married to him is a dream come true but am I a terrible person for wishing I had all of these with Joseph Instead?

I pressed my dress to my stomach to see if my bump was any close to being obvious and it was not. I was dressed to attend some Mafia dinner party with Barron and I was irritated about having to talk to Tobias. Barron bought me from Tobias and freed me of every miserable tie I had with the bastard.

“Bella, are you ready?” Barron walked into our room, dressed in a suit and looking as handsome as ever.

“Yes, I am” I smiled and grabbed my purse.

We drove to the venue and I had to greet a lot of rich men who also had their respective pretty wives with them. Everyone respects Barron for being with someone like me but he never faults or boasts about my beauty in people's faces.

As I took my seat next to Barron, the smell of the juice in front of me made me nauseated, so I rushed off to the bathroom to puke. I fixed my hair and walked out of the bathroom and then bumped into a rock-hard chest.

When I raised my head, to my greatest surprise, I was shocked.

“Alfred,”

“Zola,” we both said at the same time, 

“What… how are you here?” I asked, pulling him into a hug.

“I'm, wow… I came with Joseph,” 

Joseph is here? I suddenly became uncomfortable.

“Joseph,” I mumbled.

“Yes,” he grinned and handed me a card. “ That's his phone number and an address to one of his companies downtown, he has missed you every day for the past two years, Zola '' Alfred said and I couldn't help but cry.

“What…” I sobbed silently and took the card.

“Excuse me,” he muttered and pressed his phone to his ear, walking away.

I walked back into the hall, careful of myself and highly self-conscious knowing that Joseph was around or even closer than I imagined. Suddenly Tobias pulled me by my hand to a more private place.

“Zola, you have to finish what you started, Joseph is here,” he gritted with so much hatred.

“I do not owe you anything anymore Tobias, I'm free from you and I do not have any reasons to do your bidding. Besides why do you hate Joseph so much, just let the guy be, he has been through a lot.” I huffed.

“ Maybe you want me to tell him about our little secret, how you acted by running away from the guys he arranged to kidnap you, how you pretended to not know who he was, how I had you sent to ruin him.” Tobias threatened. I was instantly calm, all of it was true but I fell in love with him instead.

“Bella, I want you to meet a new friend, come here,” Barron purposely freed me from Tobias, something he had been doing constantly since he came into my life.

“Sure,” I said.

“Can't you just not talk to Tobias?” Barron snapped at me as soon as we were away from Tobias.

“I..” 

“I don't want to hear it,” he cut me off and looked away.

I scanned the room sadly but my face lit up when they landed on Joseph. I was so happy I was getting to see him again but he looked away and it broke my heart. Was Alfred lying then?

I managed to get through the rest of the night without breaking down, running away, or screaming. Barron said we had to meet one more person before we left and I was shocked to realize we were standing in front of Joseph.

“Bella, this is my new friend Jason Smith. Jason, meet my wife, Bella” Barron introduced us.

Jason uhn? He changed his name but why?

“Nice to meet you, Bella” he took my hand.

“Hi,” my words choked in my throat.

We finally left the godforsaken party and returned home.

“Is something wrong, Bella?” Barron asked, noticing that something was really wrong with me.

“No, I'm fine,” I replied and lay on the bed next to him and turned off the lights 

“I'm sorry I raised my voice at you earlier,” Sweet Barron apologized for raising his voice at me for the first time.

I rolled over and climbed on him. I pulled his shirt that I was wearing over my head, leaving me completely naked at his mercy. I released his dick and sat on it, it wasn't hard already but I could feel it stretch inside of me with each ride. I continued riding his cock, moaning and whimpering loudly.

He had his arms under his head as he watched me ride his dick in admiration.

“Zola, urghh” he whimpered, grabbing my waist.

“Urghh fuck me, Barron, yes,” I moaned, rolling my eyes out of pleasure.

Barron flipped me and bent me over the bed. I arched my back, giving him proper access to me.

“Tell me you love me, Bella,” Barron moaned as he slammed into me.

“I love you, Barron.” 

“I love you, Bella” he increased his pace, filling the hair with our hot bodies slamming together. We reached our high at the same time just as Barron’s phone rang. 

Who the hell calls a Married man in the middle of the night?

“Hello,” He pressed his phone against his ear, still trying to recover from our amazing sex. “ Urghh,” he groaned and hung up.

“What?” I asked, curious.

“I'm going to have to go on a trip in two days,” he said. “ I have some things to sort out in South Africa,” just as he said those words. I wish he wouldn't return from his trip so I could forget whatever happened and move on with Joseph.