His Mafia Queen

Chapter 2

Just as I opened the door to the café I crashed into a strong body. Just as I was about to lose my balance the person caught me by my waist and steadied me, making sure I was on my feet.

I looked up to see a very handsome man who had a murderous look on his face. I frowned at the look on his face. Just then his face softened. He looked into my eyes. I felt so embarrassed under his scrutinizing stare. I felt like he could read all my secrets just by looking at my eyes.

I noticed his other features. He had a sharp jawline which made him more manly. He had a small stubble which added to his beauty. He had a strong grip. I can say that he worked out a lot, like lot. He wore a suit which was perfectly fitted against his body.

I realized I was holding him, one hand on his shoulder and the other one in his stomach. I could feel his abs. I retreated my hands as I felt like I was going crazy. I had these sudden feelings which was really weird because I have never felt like that before.

He was in a trance because he was still holding my waist. So cleared my throat to get his attention and also because I didn't want his hands on me, not that it wasn't good, but because I was having sudden urge that I never want him to take his hands off me.

"I am sorry" I apologized quickly when he snapped out of his thoughts.

"No need to apologize. Are you hurt?" he asked while taking my hands in his and checking for injuries.

I had butterflies in my stomach when he held my hands in his. It was doing something to my insides. His hands were soft for his own good.

"No, I am fine" I stuttered while trying to snatch my hand back from his. But he was not having any of this.

"Are you sure? You crashed into me pretty hardly. You're not having any headache, are you?" he asked sounding so sincere.

"Yes, I am sure. I am fine. Thank you for not letting me fall" I said blushing.

He had a grin on his face. I guess he noticed my blush.

"No need to thank me. How can I let a woman fall down and get hurt? I would be an asshole if I did that" he said unconsciously rubbing my hands which was sandwiched in between his large hands

I looked around to see that everyone in the café, including the men who wore suits standing behind this man like a bodyguard, were now looking at us, bewildered or  more like gawking at scene . Many had surprised looks on their face. I could see other women glaring at me. Jeez, what the hell did I do to them? What got their panties in a twist? I thought.

"Sir?" one of the men in suit interrupted.

"What is it?" he questioned rather irritatingly.

"It's time for us to go for the meeting" he reminded him looking down. He had fear in his eyes.

I looked curiously at the man who was holding my hand. Why was he afraid of this man who seems far from danger? Maybe this is just my misconception. What if he is really dangerous like those guys who Abby always talks about?

I quickly snatched my hand from his while he was busy glaring at the poor man. He really didn't expect me to do that. He suddenly turned his head towards me with a questioning look.

"I have to go" I said.

"Alright, here is my number. Call me if you need anything" he said taking out his card from his pant pocket and handed it to me.

I took it hesitatingly as I didn't want to seem rude by refusing it. I didn't want to hurt his feelings

He moved to a side allowing me to walk through the door to the café, while the other men moved behind him doing the same, making way for me.

"Thank you" I mumbled.

Just as I passed him I turned around to see him looking at me already. He just nodded his head at me and proceeded to walk out of the door while I stood there looking at his retreating figure wondering, whether I will be able to meet him ever again.

I don't think so we will meet but still I had a small voice at the back of mind screaming I will be seeing him again sooner than I expect.

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