Mafia Wife

Chapter 2

☠️Leo Williams☠️

I woke to a blinding light. "Morning love," Leo greeted me as I covered my head from the light. He ripped the blanket off of me earning a groan from me. "Get your ass dressed and downstairs." With that he walked out of my room.

I got up and reminded myself that I had no clothes. I sighed but saw that the clothes that I wore yesterday sat folded on the nightstand. I picked them up and went into the bathroom.

After my hot shower, I got dressed and brushed my teeth. I ran my hands through my hair a couple of times to make it look sorta decent. I slipped on the black boots before heading down the stairs.

I saw Leo standing with another guy who was checking me out. "Damn." The guy breathed causing a smirk to appear on Leo's face.

"Who's this?" I asked as I walked closer to the two.

"I'm Noah," the guy answered as he sent me a smile.

"He's coming with us." Leo said before grabbing his keys and a knife.

"Do you really need that?" I asked with my arms crossed.

"Are you really questioning me." He hissed glaring down at me.

"Leo." Noah said as he stepped in front of me. "Calm down. You know she's new to all this."

"Move." Leo snapped and shoved him aside. He grabbed me and pinned me to the counter with the knife steady against my neck.

"Do it." I snapped moving closer to the knife. "Do what your father's men wouldn't do. Do it!"

His jaw clenched before he threw me to the ground. I groaned as Noah rushed to my side picking me off the ground.

"Take her to her damn room!" Leo yelled as Noah picked me up and carried me to my room. He placed me on my bed before sitting down on the edge.

"Are you hurt?" He asked as he looked at my face and neck.

"Probably just some bruises forming." I answered as I curled up in the bed.

"Noah! Stop fucking babying her!" Leo shouted up making Noah flinched the slightest bit. "Now!"

He sighed and got up before sending me a small smile. He left me in my room.

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Leo's POV

I sat on the stool rolling a blunt on the counter as Noah came down the stairs. "Did you really have to do that."

I looked up at Noah whose fist was clenched. "Calm your shit." I hissed before I licked the edge of the blunt, I finished rolling it. "She'll get used to it."

The door opened as I lit the blunt and took a drag. One of the mafia sluts walked through the doors with bags. "They better be reasonable clothes not sluttly like you." I hissed.

"She's just carrying the bags." Taylor came walking in behind her. "I wouldn't think you're stupid enough to have theses sluts shop for you."

"Aren't you just a ray of sunshine." I rolled my eyes as I took another drag. "The only reason I deal with you is because you're Noah's soon to be wife."

"You can try being nice." Taylor said before instructing the slut to put down the bags and leave.

"Sam!" I called out and took another drag. Soon enough Sam came running down the stairs.

"You ready to put a knife to my throat again," she spat as she glared at me.

"What have I told you about respect." I hissed as I held the blunt in between my fingertips.