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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 86: She Is Making Me Weak Chapter 86: She Is Making Me Weak Kingston

The drive back to my house was shorter than I remembered, thoughts of what I was going to do with the beauty next to me kept me busy. Angelia winced again as she sat down in the car and my ***k twitched at the sight. We didn't talk, I hated to have unnecessary conversations. If I had anything important to say, then I would say it but only then. Action speaks louder than words anyways.

The thing was, being in her presence made me want to ask her ***d question about her life. I wanted to get to know her, I wanted to get her to talk just so I could hear her calming voice. All the other women I had met had this annoying screeching quality to theirs but my little submissive didn't. For once, I craved the sound of a woman's voice and I hated it as much as I hated every other weakness Angelia brought out of me. I think a part of me hated her too just because of the effects she had on me. When we reached the gate to my house, I pushed on the remote control to open them and the bars opened smoothly without a sound. It took five minutes to reach the middle of my estate where the distasteful manor towered over the huge pine trees encircling it. It was the home of past horrors but I didn't feel the same fright looking at it now as I did before. She gasped as she took in my house. I tried to look at the monstrosity from her eyes, it was old, like an eighteenth century type old and made of gray limestone brick. The building has huge window, giving the rooms inside natural light. My the entrance, two large pillars were supporting a

a canopy.

gas

From what I could make from her gasp, she thought it was impressive. If she only knew what went on inside those walls. I only lived here to prove a point to myself more than anyone else. The past didn't control me, nothing had control over me beside myself. I had kept the interior the same as it has always been, a great hall that echoed with each step we took. Not one but two ballroom, seating room, a couple of kitchens, countless bedrooms and bathroom. There was also a pool room and too many rooms that I had never been in before. Truth to be told, I was never here and when I was, it was only to sleep, work in my office or make food in the kitchen. The kitchen was fa

my favorite place in my house, it was where I felt the most comfortable. Where I could lower my shoulders and do something stress free and enjoy my own company.

I started cooking when I got into street fighting and found that it had a calming effect on me, like medication. Whenever I needed that kind of relaxation, I found myself in the kitchen, learning new recipes and mastering old ones. Driving around t the sizable roundabout, I parked my car right by the entrance. I left my car keys

Chapter 86: She Is Making Me Weak inside, knowing Charles, one of the many who work here would drive it into the garage. When I opened the car door for her, she stepped out and turned towards the front yard. She took in the perfectly mowed lawn, the white gravel in the driveway and the complete privacy the many trees offered. This was the the only thing I liked about this place, the privacy. "It is beautiful here." She said but left it at that. saw

that

While she thought the place was remarkable, she didn't hold much interest in it beyond getting to know me. The curiosity in her eyes as she looked around was proof of that. I didn't say anything back and instead strode towards the door, knowing she would follow The light sound of footsteps behind me proved it. She seemed surprised as I helped her out of her coat but let me do it without further reaction. Taking my own jacket off, I hung them in a room next to the foyer. While I was a beast of a special kind, I was also a gentleman even though I wanted to inflict pain on women, I still respected them. Leading her towards the great hall and up the stairs, we went through the hallway and directly to the kitchen. All the while, I had to stop several I times to make sure she wouldn't get lost because she simply had to look at everything along the way. should I be some food in the oven for us." I said, every word sounded grating and rough to

There

me.

my ears.

I wasn't used to talking this much to anyone but my friends and those I worked closest with. Just as I mentioned food, her stomach rumbled, I grew irritated and she laughed it off. "Sorry, it has been some hours since I ate last." She said and that was precisely why I was so d***n irritated.

She should eat regularly most importantly to maintain her health but also to make sure she didn't lose any of her sinful curves. Working in my nightclub was challenging with few breaks and not more than a few minutes. She wouldn't have gotten time to eat and I didn't like that. My mind tried thinking of smart ways to make her breaks longer. I could hire another bartender but then she would lose a lot of her tips with not two but three working behind the bar. I needed to talk to the guys about it, they would be f***ing surprised when they learned she we working for me. "Hmm, it smells good." She said when we got to the kitchen.

The aroma of homemade lasagna and garlic filled the air and I couldn't wait for her to taste the food I had made. I had cooked the food before I went off to work and one of my staff had warmed the food for us on my behalf. I called her before we left the club so that it would be ready by the time we got here and that would save us time.

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I was actually excited to see if she likes my cooking The thought turned me to stone, she was making me soft and I was never soft. Part of me wanted to text either Marshall or Riccardo to

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come to get her just because her presence unnerved me, making me into something I wasn't.

"Sit down," "I grunted as

I made my way to the oven, grabbing potholders and taking the casserole, and the garlic bread out.

Slicing the bread, I served each of us a generous amount of food, I didn't care if she didn't eat it all as long as she felt full when she was done. I laid the plates down on the dinner table before I went to the fridge and grabbed pineapple juice. I filled two glasses and had an ice cube in them both. The e utensils were already on the on the table along with napkins. She was patiently waiting, not touching the food until I sat down. Even then,

"Do you say, the grace?" She asked and when I shook my head, she finally she didn't make a move to eat instead, she looked up at me.

T

picked

up the fork.

I couldn't help but look at her as she tried the food I made for us. Her eyes widened at the first bite and she hummed a sound of pleasure. "Holy shit, this is the best food I have ever tasted." She said after she swallowed it down.

I almost wanted to laugh hearing the profanity coming out of her mouth after she had asked if I said grace. I only shrugged and started eating. I could tell she wanted to talk but either she knew I wasn't in the mood for it or she was too busy eating. I guessed the latter with the way she was. gobbling the food. It pleased me that she enjoyed something I had made which dampened my mood further. Why did I want her so f***ng much but still not want her around me? It didn't make sense but then again, nothing about her and me made sense. There was just something about her that both piqued my interest and unnerved me. She wasn't like anyone I had ever met, she is special. Anyone else would have run the other way if they were alone in a room with me but she? That wasn't how she rolled. She talked to me like I wasn't the scariest moth**er she had met when I knew I probably was. After all, no good person killed his own parents in cold blood. After we wer

were done, we both took our plates and washed them. I had staff for that but I didn't tell her, watching her do something so domestic was oddly pleasant.

"So.." she began when she finished with the dishes

got my test results today."

What did they say?"

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It was an unnecessary question, she had already told us she was clean and I trusted her word. it was hard for me to trust but something about her told me I could. I guessed it was because she wore her emotions making it easier for me to read her. were all all negative." She affirmed.

Normally, it "They

"Wait here, I will get them for you so you can read through them."

She walked to where she had stored her bag and opened it. She found the envelope quickly and gave it to me. I read through it, seeing she had spoken the truth about being healthy, I handed it back to her. I was satisfied.

she started when she had put the documents back in her bag, she looked embarrassed and that made me curious.

Do you...ed.

Do Yes:

"Yes?" I

"Do you have a toothbrush for me? With the garlic and all..." she trailed off but I knew where she was going with it.

Chuckling which surprised the hell out of me, I wasn't known to laugh. I led her to the bathroom that would be hers whenever she slept here.

"Everything you need should be in the bathroom." I said and went to my bedroom down the hall and brushed my own teeth.

She was waiting for me when I was done and without a word to each other, she followed me to my playroom. Soon, her p****y would be mine. I could already envision her naked body underneath mine, accepting my hard brutal thrusts. If she thought I would go easy on her because this was our first night together, she was clearly mistaken. Chapter Comments