The Mafia King(Hiatus)

𝑂𝑛 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝐾𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑠

Iman POV

          As a young boy, my father taught me 3 very important things, instilled it into his very mafia. 1 Omerta over everything, 2 Never run away from a fight, and 3 Never let anyone know what you're feeling. 

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!" She looked completely in control of her emotions, showing everyone that she wasn't intimidated by the yelling man. The sunglasses on her face was hiding her eyes from me, her posture was rigid and straight. Her body language gave nothing away.

" you're a girl," my father's second in command Antonio said his eyes big and he had a snare on his lips. He was a short plump man that liked to cheat on his wife with stripper and prostitutes. He was balding at the top of his head and had sweat on his brow from jumping up and yelling

"Woman actually but you know, same difference" she glided to the seat in front of my father.

"And you're black" His eyes gleaming with something other than hatred. It was lust.

"Thanks for telling me Captain Obvious" Antonio reached for his gun but Zarina already had hers out, It was a pink Smith and Wesson Glock 19 pointed right between his eyes no one saw her move.

"Are you the boss?" her movement fluid and gentle but as dangerous as a viper. The way she moved it was hard for me not to think about her bent over her bed this morning waiting for me to taste her.

"No, but-'" Then I will no longer talk to you," she said with a wave her hand disregarding anything else Antonio had to say. She tucked her gun back into the holster and sat in the chair in front of my father. She had an air of arrogance and confidence around her, in the sense that she could kill everyone in here without blinking an eye and not break a perfectly manicured nail.

"So I'm assuming that your not the head boss anymore" she spoke to my father with a tone of respect but confidence. Her head snapped to me, taking her sunglasses off she looked me in the eye. Her gaze was stone and from the little time we spent together, I knew she was pissed.

"Everyone out, except my second and third and her men" Everyone waiting for my father to stand, my father, stood walked around the desk and shook Zarina's hand.

"Thank you for coming Ace" he spoke in a calm voice. 

"Thanks for having me, Sir," She said in her sweet Georgia accent. Once everyone was out the door i stood and walked to the desk. Her dark locs were flowing down her back. The hazel-brown eyes i know she has, still looking at the door. 

"Ciao, mia Pesca," her eyes turn to me, SHE IS PISSED. I never in my life saw a woman as angry and as sexy as her.  My lip tilts up, Oh this is going to be fun. (Hello, my peach)

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Zarina's Pov

This Man. This sexy ass hell man thinks he can start sweet-talking me in Italian and thinks that will stop me from being angry. Distract me from being furious. Fuck him his deep, husky voice and pantie dropping smile.

"Sembri delziosa, almost as good as you did this morning" He knows that if he keeps talking he'll get me angrier. I school my face let all my emotions fall from it except business. (You look delicious)

"Why, did you call this meeting," I say my voice all business. He smirks again and my panties dampen. Jesus, get yourself under control girl, i cross my legs to soothe the throbbing between them. He catches the action

"Well, i wanted to meet the Ace, once sean told me they were in new york i just had to meet them. You just happen to be the person that i wanted to meet so bad," he tells me sincerely. He just wanted to meet the Ace.

"If that's the case then ill take my leave" i stand to go but he had other plans.

"Aspetta solo un secondo, i have a question for you" I sit back down and nod my head for him to continue.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were the Ace" he states clearly.

"I wasn't just going to tell you i barely even know you"

"Well, you weren't saying that when i had my head between your legs," He says with a big smirk on his face.

"Every. Body. Out. Now." I am fuming. I can't contain how angry i am. Everyone scurries out the room closing the door behind them.

"How dare you say that in front of all of them!" He stands up, unbuttons, and pulls off his jacket and walks to the door and locks it then he walks directly in front of me. He's so close to me that his breath is fanning my face. He smells like expensive cologne and cigar smoke.

"So they will know you are mine, so they will know that i have tasted your body and now no one else can. To make sure they know that You. Belong. To. Me." he smashes his lips to mine and pulls me up to his body. He runs his fingers through my locks and grabs at the roots tugging at the strands. One hand is in my hair the other one is roaming my body.

His left-hand slides down my front circles my areola to the space between my breast and down to my stomach and cups my pussy, from there he moves his hand up to my waist then down to my ass. Gripping it, he slides me up to his body and i wrap my leg around his waist he walks me to the sofa where he was sitting when i first came in. His dick as hard as steel as it rubs on my clit.

"Oh god" I moan out the sound is loud in my ears.

"I'm not god," Iman whispers in my ear. He is lips are attached to my neck as he sits me on the sofa. He gets on his knees and his hands roam my body. He undue my jacket and pulls down my black bralette to suck on my breast. His mouth warm and wet leave little open mouth kisses. He places them all over the top of my breast to the bottom of my stomach. He's undone my pants and i don't even know when he did. He slides my pants down and kisses from my ankle to my inner thigh. 

He takes my panties down using his teeth and stuffs them in his pocket. 

"Don't move unless i tell you to" he says in a stern voice nuzzles my clit with his nose breathing me in. His tongue coming out to rub it. It was uphill from there.

 Three he gave me three orgasms in 10 mins, His tongue was in overdrive working a million miles an hour.  Spelling his in my pussy like he owned it and at this point, he probably did he was working on another one.

"I want one more baby," he said my moans were loud, good thing the room was soundproof. "Sperma di Nuovo in bocca" his Italian putting me over the edge again. (Cum in my mouth again)

"You did so well, i so proud of you mia Pesca, let's get you dressed" He kisses me on the lips and slaps my ass, my juices are still running down my legs. He sees it and his eyes gleam. He comes to me and licks the cum from my leg.

"Cosi Buono" he gives me my pants but not my panties. (SO GOOD)

"Iman, wheres my panties" he looks at me and smirks. That smirk is going to get me in trouble.

"I think I'm going to keep them, baby" he gives me my jacket, my guns, and my knives. My heels stayed on he said they made my legs look even sexier. I look at him and he looks painfully hard. I stop him get on my knees and take care of him. He tastes just like he smells delicious. I swallow the rest of his taste and lick my lips. I look up at him as i stand up and walk out the door.

"Let's go yall," i tell Ak and Jax.

"Bye Ace" Iman yells out of the office.

"Bye King" I yell back.