My Mafia Man

SIXTEEN|Snitching

IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END. You better read it.

I stare at Angelo as I lay in bed, watching him in his all of his naked glory as he dries himself off. He looks to me, goes into the closet, comes out, then looks at me again to find that I am still staring. He sighs.

"What Gylle–"

"Donny's gay!" I blurt out. Then I quickly cover my mouth. Angelo hates taddle-tales, or commonly referred to as 'snitches'. Now I sit here, wide eyed as my fiancé glares at me.

"I knew you would find out someday but if I didn't already know, I would be spanking you for telling my friend's business."

"What? You crazy! People like to learn more about their best friend." I respond. Angelo sits on the bed with me and starts to rub my feet. It's a weird habit he developed while we've been together.

"Donny has been gay since high school, Gyl. But don't tell anyone, I am the only person that knows because this is a vulnerability for the whole Family," he looks to the ceiling and rolls his eyes. "I've been telling you my most valuable information, baby." His hand creeps higher.

"Now, the only way you can escape me is by death." He chuckles and leans in to kiss me. I love his kisses but man, this man is psychopathic. The kiss starts off as small pecks and deepens as he moves on top of me. He grabs a hold to my waist and pulls me toward him, whispering in my ear.

"Now give Daddy some head, he's had a tiring day and needs his queen to do as he says." He says this then kisses me sweetly, sending pleasure straight to my core.

"Anything for you, daddy." I slide off of the bed and onto my knees. Angelo undoes his belt and grabs his large manhood. I moan at the sight of him.

He grabs me by my hair and smacks his large erection onto my face.

"Mmmm. Stop teasing you kinky fucker." I moan out to Angelo seductively.

"Oh, you cuss now?"

"That's the result of bad influences." I state matter-of-factly. Then I go in to finish what we've started.
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Angelo and I walk into the kitchen and we see Quinn and Edoardo look at us and quickly gather themselves.

"What's up with you man? Non fare il cattivo nella mia cucina! (Don't be doing the nasty in my kitchen!)

Edoardo sends Angelo a sneaky smirk while Angelo walks towards him. They do this weird handshake and slap one another at the end of it. I stare at them with a slack jaw then burst with laughter. Angelo grins at my laughter and states, "my cousins are my best friends, sadly." And they walk off together, starting what seems to be a heated conversation.

I notice Quinn giggling behind me and we smile at each other, however, I also noticed her previously worried expression.

"Hey Quinn," I quickly cut to the point, "What's up with you and Edoardo?" I ask.

She thinks for a second, like she's contemplating on telling me.

"Well, it's not like you don't know. Eddy was telling me about the threat you and Angelo received a few months ago and wanted to warn me. He told me it's only a matter of time before the rest of us are threatened. We may be staying here at your place until it's all clear."

"Yay! I mean boooooo. But yay! At least we'll be together while we're stuck here. This mansion is too big for only two people and some housekeepers." Quinn stares at me for a second, then a smile spreads on her face.

"I like you, Gyl. I'm glad you're apart of the Family. I can sense we're going to be close. You're so...optimistic, but not sickeningly like Nina." Quinn whispers the last part.

"I heard that bitch, be more aware of your surroundings!" Nina yells, hopping over the counter to Quinn. Quinn then straightens up and becomes the most confident I've ever seen her in this short time span of knowing her.

"What do I need to be aware for? Is there a problem? Danger? Which weapon am I using?" Nina cracks up at what Quinn has just said.

"I love you, you crazy girl! Always ready and shi- Oh, hey Gyl! That's what level you're gonna be on soon! Only the psychos survive in this house!" Just when I thought I couldn't be more surprised at their behavior, I'm proved wrong.

"Hopefully. That was impressive, Quinn!" I respond while Quinn blushes and Nina nudges her. Quinn is also black and about the same size as me, except she's shorter than my 5"6 height.

We start grabbing snacks while continuing talking when I notice the slightest bruise on Quinn's wrist and that causes me to notice a few more littered on the rest of her semi-covered body.

"Uh, Quinn? If you're not comfortable telling me, hit me, but what happen to your wrist? Is Edoardo...?" I don't complete the sentence, hoping it's not what I think. She looks at me, then her wrist, then back at me, then at Nina.

"She's okay, at least she says she is, Edoardo doesn't do it purposely and she likes it, so why not?" Nina explains. I nod, not wanting to make Quinn's shy self uncomfortable around me. Everyone has their...preferences.

I smile towards them both, "Hereditary much? Angelo basically raped me our first time, except I liked it in the end, so that don't count," they laugh and we continue speaking about our possessive men for the next hour.

I'm sorry if I've offended anyone with the mention of non-con!! I warned y'all in the description, this is a truly dysfunctional family, thought up by my own fantasies, dreams and nightmares. Alsooooo, new book out! It's called 'My Aggressive Man'. I wanted to write the idea before I forget and I might as well share it with you!