Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (funny books to read .txt) 📗

“Hey hey, baby, relax, why are you shivering. kitten? You are safe... You are fine. No one can touch you when I’m here,” he hugged me and kept whispering sweet nothings in my ear, trying to calm my rapid ticker, He is the creature devils plead mercy from, and yet here, he’s cooing me.

"Here take a sip," he passed me a glass of lime water, first I inspected him if he had any intention of drugging me but I couldn't find any clue of it. He moved the glass to my lips and I took a little sip from the drink. After the first sip, I mentally prepared to feel dizzy but it didn't happen. I took a whole minute before sipping more. As I finished the drink, he shifted my weak body to his laps and I got triggered if he was going to do the same with me but when he pushed my head to his hard chest for rest, I sighed in relief.

My chest was pressed with his abdomen, “Kitten, relax, your heart will come out,” he whispered in worrisome, A tear left my eyes in my panicked state, I was unable to control my anxiety gifted by his identity. His finger reached my jaw, I hitched. He pulled my face to his level. My eyes were fixated with his. He seemed lost in my ocean of terror, his face was showing so many emotion at once; roaming here and there in his eyes,

Regret, frustration, affection, and most of the unknown; guilty was somewhere in them too, He forwarded his head to my head, held my nape, and joined,  “I’m sorry,” he mumbled,

“Huh” I fanned my heavy breath, I started feeling giddy and a little bit horny. Those words coming from that mouth were so unfamiliar, my inner melted on those words but the denial was also shouting at me, I held his cheeks in my tiny palms even when I knew what was our history, he was so drunk and vulnerable and I felt the same as him, I could slowly feel my senses cloudling away,

We kept staring at each other's eyes till his lips brushed with mine and immediately capture in a kiss. This time it wasn’t disgusting to feel, but a was heaven to honour. My internal was filled in love when he made a rough move and I responded his offer by equally moving my kisser opposite his,

Our kiss was so rich in passion, his emotions were hitting me so hard that I forgot to feel ordinary, I was riding on a cloud nine

Love,

Warmth,

Apology,

Regret,

Protection,

That was what he offered me,

Perhaps tonight, he wants to apologize.