Eli D'Amato is content spending Christmas by himself. His children are visiting relatives and it leaves Eli some much-needed quiet time before he gears up for NYE celebrations. When a visit from his acrimonious ex-wife ruins those plans, they have an unforgettable Christmas.

Her curls bounced slightly as she swallowed. "I don't know how to live like this." "You lived with a man who wanted to break you," I said calmly. "You survived that. This is simpler." "Simple?" Her voice trembled. "There are eight-no, more than eight-men trying to take me somewhere I can't even imagine. I don't even-how can this be simple?" I looked at her then. Her eyes widened slightly, like my attention startled her, like she could feel how sharply I saw her. "It is simple because they do not have me," I said. [Mature audience] All rights reserved. TW: SLOW BURN TW: Physical violence TW: Graphic material

"you've slept with him, what the hell " "what I do with my life and my body is my damn business, so f*** off buddy" He grabs her by the arm and pulled her toward him, his face was that of a fuming furnace "watch how you talk to me, I will not tolerate any insult thrown my way, especially in my own home" True be told she was scared, it was the first time she saw him this angry and maybe pushing his button by letting him believe that she slept with Guillemo may not be the best idea, but then again she just couldn't stop herself "what are you going to do about it, punish me" As soon as those words left her mouth, she regretted them. For in that moment, the handsome face that she so much admires turn into a devilish one. In that moment..........

In which a married mafia man becomes infatuated with a certain cinnamon colored stripper.

-"I need a Gangsta to love me better" In which He Was Her Gangsta