Mafia Made Love (BWWM) (18+)

MML: Chapter III

Hannah's POV
I don't think anyone has ever spoken to me like that before, ever. Kensington is too tranquil to get mad and she's the only friend/family that I have. I mean I did apologise for biting him? He said my voice is annoying. I'm sad.

I know I shouldn't care but I feel as if I'm the only girl in the world who would get such a sexy man to despise them. Then again it really shouldn't matter. Men don't like me, they have no interest in me whatsoever so why should I be upset if another one is added to the list?

"This is where you will stay." I don't know what I was expecting but it definitely wasn't this. I'm lazy but this?! I haven't seen a filthier room.

"This is your room?" Just double checking.

"Is there an issue?"

"It's absolutely disgusting." I need to learn to hold my tongue.

"Well if it's absolutely disgusting you do something about it, it doesn't bother me." He had to go there and mock my accent didn't he?

Why should I have to clean his shit up? I'm not a maid. Then again they made it clear that we're not leaving so I might as well arrange this room to make myself comfortable.

I never knew someone could own so many things and be so filthy, apparently that doesn't stop his ability to pick up girls though.

"This is your girlfriend's right? Do you want me to wash it?" I can't believe I'm offering to wash another girl's underwear.

"If this is your way of asking me if I have a girlfriend, no I don't, so throw it in the bin with the rest of them." Who does this guy think he is?

"I couldn't care less about your relationship status, so don't flatter yourself."

"Don't flatter myself? Principessa,
non cercare di agire con me. Tu e io sappiamo che vuoi il mio cazzo." Huh?

Instead of retaliating like I so badly want to, I ignored him. Logically speaking I couldn't retaliate anyway, it's not like I understand Italian and I'm not really that mad about it either, there's something extremely sexy about him speaking in Italian.

4 hours later, 3 loads of clothes and a whole damn lot of elbow grease later, I'm finally done and not a single thank you from that pompous asshole. He literally just slept the whole time leaving me to work around him.

"Maximiliano" He has such a fucking long name...I like saying it though.

"What." Rude.

"Where do I sleep?" I'm fucking exhausted and this big oaf is taking up all the space on the bed.

"Get in." As in with him? He wants me to share a bed with a topless him?

"What's the issue? You're not nervous about sharing a bed with me? You have been perving on me this entire time, you thought I didn't see you? Or are you nervous because you're a virgin and you can't control your hormones?" Who does this guy think he is? As if he's got me all figured out? Well he kinda, sorta does.

"N-no, make room for me please." I hate stuttering, it makes me look unassertive.

"You have plenty of room right here, Principessa." He gestured towards his body...he wants me to lie on top of him?! Okay breathe. He's messing with you.

"Fine, I'll take the floor." At least it's clean after my work.

"Don't be so dramatic just get on the fucking bed." Why does he act like I'm being the unreasonable one?

I tried to distance myself as much as possible but he dragged me closer. He can probably hear my heart pounding from this distance.

"Do I make you feel uncomfortable." Ummm yes you fucking do, whispering in my ear and shit.

So this is what hyperventilating feels like. I can't even think straight, why's he kissing all up on me now, this has gone way south, how did this escalate so much and so quickly?

"What is it Principessa? You've never been handled like this before?"

"Handled? I'm not a fucking package. W-why are you even all up on me now? I thought you couldn't stand me." With him sucking on my neck I almost didn't get the sentence out but he's stopped now anyway and he's...laughing?

"Don't get it twisted Principessa, I can't stand you but that doesn't mean I can't have my fun." Luckily he left as soon as he said that. I don't like people to see me cry.

I mean I've been rejected all my life but there's just something about this time that really hurts. I long ago gave up on love but will anyone ever even like me?...just even a little bit?

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A/N

Translations:
Principessa,
non cercare di agire con me. Tu e io sappiamo che vuoi il mio cazzo ~ Princess, do not try and act with me. You and I know you want my cock.

A little shorter than usual and not as interesting I suppose but enjoy. Also if you wanna know the Italian bits google translate is free☺️☺️ I'm too lazy to include translations.

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