The Mafia Boss's Lover(BoyXBoy) book 1 of the dangerous family series

chapter 9

"How could you let this happen, how could you,"she screamed at me.
"Were you even watching her?"

"My baby! My baby is gone," she wailed.

"Kim I- "

"Just let her calm down," William said wrapping his hands around my waste. I was too tired to even fight him. I relaxed into his touch letting the tears I'd been holding fall on his suit. I know she didn't mean what she said but it still hurts.

" Sorry I ruined your suit," I said looking at the big wet spot.

"It's okay, let's just get you home," he said pecking me on my cheek.

l felt myself being softly shaken awake, my eyes met Williams green ones.

"We're here," he said.

I grab his outstretched hand, getting out of the car, not really surprised when I see four of his men encircled us.

"Are you hungry," he asked as we stepped into the house .

" I don't think I will stay awake long enough to eat," I said a while trying to suppress a yawn .

" Lets get you to bed then,"he said softly as he led me to his bedroom.

he led me down a hallway that was decorated with carved paintings.

Among the many there was one that stood out from the rest. It was a painting of a single snowflake, incorporated dark blues and blacks into the background. A blue that almost looks silver... I don't know if it was the lonely, hollow feeling that I got from it or if it was the color scheme but something just drew me to it. I hadn't realize that I stopped walking until I heard William soothing voice right next to me.

"Do you like it," he whispered into me as his lips gently brushed up against the shell of my ear, making me shiver .

"There's so much emotion and detail it's beautiful," I said staring at the painting.

"Who made this? If you don't mind me asking..."

"Of course not, Riley. This was one of my first pieces I made."

"What possessed you to start painting?" I asked my curiosity getting the better of me.

"That's a story for another time my pet. You have yawned at least five times in the last minute," he said as we walked into his bedroom.

"Now that you mention it, I am pretty tired...but there's one problem, William." 

 "What?" he asked.

"I don't have any pjs. We didn't get my stuff from my apartment," I said.

"That's fine, you can sleep in your boxers or you could just sleep naked," he said with a smirk.