Mafia Affair (Under abit of reconstruction)

Mafia Affair- chp 5

Chapter 5

That friday papa went to the club with a few of his friends and mama went to visit her friend that lived a short distance from us. I was freaking out. Gianni had fallen asleep and I had run out of things to clean. Shire curled up next to Gianni and fell asleep too. Was this some kind of set up? I decreetly left the room and quietly closed the door behind me. I didn't want to wake Gianni and I definitely didn't want Leon knowing that I was no longer locked in the room. My goal was the bathroom. I would head in, have a quick bath then run back to the room and lock the door.  With my towel and a  change of clothes in my hand I quickly made a mad dash.

As I neared the door I threw it open and ran inside. I shut the door and stared at the door. I couldn't belive that I had made it. I sighed.

"Kaitlyn?"

I flashed around immediately. Unbelievable. That  was just my luck.

""What are you doing in here?!" I asked.

"Taking bath, is that problem now?" He asked alittle puzzled. "You were in room with son so I figure I go bathe so you no have to wait to have bathroom." He stared at me looking even more confused. "kaitlyn is something wrong?" That's when I realized I had been staring. Correction, I was basically drooling. I couldn't help it. His only cover was a towel which left his bare chest exposed. It was evident that he worked out. I thought to myself that if I could only touch it I would be happy. Oh my gosh now I was fantasizing. I quickly snapped myself out of the transe his body had put me in but not before he noticed I was in it. A smirk came across his face. "Do you like what you see?" he was so full of himself. I took a deep breath.

"No infact I'm disturbed, hurry up and put on you clothes." Or not. No I couldn't think like that. I had only about another week with him then he would go back to Italy and his guns and his little whore. There was no room in his life for me and I wasn't going to pretend that there was. My heart pounded wildly as he made his way over to me. He brushed back a few strands of my hair that had fallen into my face.

"It's okay to admit when you see something you like. Infact I see something I like." He whispered as he leaned in closer. I took some steps back and ended up at the door with him leaning over me. I looked up into his eyes. That was my first mistake. My second was not noticing that he was slowly moving closer. I tried to speak but no words would come out. "Don't fight it kaitlyn." He whispered as his lips took mine.

I told myself I would allow myself alittle pleasure then pull away but seconds turned into minutes and against my better jugdement I let myself go. I had a feeling I would regret it later but I figured I would live in the moment.

Gianni began crying from the other roomed. I reluctantly pulled away trying to catch my breath. There was desire still burning in Leon's eyes. I cleared my throat as I reached for the handle of the door.  He looked as if he was going to stop me but we both knew it had to end. He opened the for me then allowed me to leave.  I walked quickly  back to my room. Gianni was screaming by the time I got back to the room.

Shire ran up to me whining. I picked up my child and began rocking him. It took awhile but he calmed down, though he didn't go back to sleep. He probably had a bad dream. He clung to me for the rest of the evening. I tried to avoid Leon's eye contact as much as possible which papa picked up the moment he got home. Mama came home but it was she either didn't notice or was glad. I really couldn't tell.

"Gianni come over here for a minute." Mama called to Gianni who was clinging to my shirt as he sat in my lap. He turned his head away and burried it in my chest. He wasn't usually shy. Mama began laughing. "Oh a shy one are you," Apparently she thought it was cute or well she thought it was until Leon walked into the room and Gianni stretched for him. The smile immediatley left mama's face. Leon stared down at Gianni. I could tell he was contemplating whether he should have taken him. Gianni became fussy and began bouncing in my lap as he prepared to cry.