Dangerous Desires Part 2: A Mafia Romance (Corrupt Me series)
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Wondering why I wasn’t enough for her.
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Wondering why no matter how much love and affection I showed her, she still decided to leave me. And it was fucking killing me. Driving me to the brink of insanity.
As I hugged Maya over her shoulder, I saw Donte at the other side of the graveyard, staring at us awkwardly, with his arms folded.
So this was the man that she left me for...?
This was the man that she managed to fall in love with?
This was the man who managed to catch her eye…
When I was with her ever since she joined the Secret Service, and she couldn't even fall in love with me?
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I could feel heat pound through my body as I continued to exchange glances with this man. I suddenly hated this motherfucker. I wanted him to burn. I wanted him to suffer for taking my woman away from me.
The fucking audacity of this bastard…
He caught me staring at him, and looked at me thoughtfully. Whilst I still had his attention, I thought it would be a good chance to make him jealous.
So I slowly moved my hands to Maya's ass, lingering there, holding it in my hands, before moving my hands back up to her lower back.
Yeah, I got the girl first, motherfucker. She was with me before she was with you.
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And soon…
I'll make her mine again.
And then you'll be sorry.
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donte
My arms were folded uncomfortably. I had a terrible feeling about these men, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what this terrible feeling actually was.
Why did both of those guys look so familiar to me? And why did the argument look so heated...?
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It looked personal, so I didn't want to interfere. It wasn't my place.
But why did they both address Sapphire as the name Maya?
I didn't understand any of this.
And what did she mean by "after what you did?"
I couldn't quite figure out where I'd seen these men before… But I was sure that I’d seen them somewhere before.
I was fucking sure about it.
I rubbed my chin, immersed in thought. My heart thumped against my chest.
Why did it seem like Sapphire had got herself involved in some dodgy shit, 58
and she was in over her head?
I watched her cry and scream at that man…
While the other man hugged and comforted her.
Why did that pretty-boy blonde-haired motherfucker have his hands all over Sapphire?
I could feel my blood boil and my head get hot as I continued to watch the man hold Sapphire.
What was Sapphire not telling me?
I was going to drive myself mad if I kept on asking myself so many questions like this. I didn’t want to be like this.
Jealous, over-protective, not giving Sapphire the breathing space that she needed. She’d had enough toxicity in her 59
life from a man, and I didn’t want to remind her of the past by coming on too strong. I needed to trust her, and respect her boundaries. I didn’t want her to start despising me, too. Especially after I’d spent so much time convincing her that I was different and not like other men…
Whatever. I shouldn't think too much into this. I know that it's me that Sapphire wants… And it's not my business to intervene in matters that she hasn't told me about, I thought to myself, letting out a deep sigh.
We both still had so much to learn about each other. I still had so much that I needed to tell her about myself.
So I couldn’t really blame her for keeping things from me…
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Later that night…
The car drive back to Manhattan was a little awkward. I had my arms folded uneasily, as I watched Donte drive.
Donte was being eerily quiet. He hadn’t said a word to me for the whole 61
journey. I couldn’t even predict what he was thinking. He was probably in a state of confusion. I guessed he wanted to know what the commotion earlier was about…
I could feel the guilt eat me up on the inside. There was nothing I wanted more than to tell him what was bothering me, but I knew that I couldn’t.
I drew out a deep breath, opening my mouth to speak hesitantly. “Are you okay, babe?”
“I'm fine, babe,” Donte shrugged, letting out a sigh. He opened his mouth to speak, but then he closed it again, as if he was stopping himself from saying something that he might regret.
“I'm sorry about earlier,” I apologized, shaking my head as I recalled what happened in the graveyard. “I just 62
really didn't expect them to turn up to the funeral.”
“Who were they?” Donte asked thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.
“Well,” I breathed awkwardly, “the blonde guy… His name's Brett. He's an ex-boyfriend. One I had years after Fibonacci.”
“Oh, right.” Donte squinted his eyes. “He looks like he isn't taking the break-up well. From the funeral, he seemed hell-bent on making me jealous.”
“That's Brett for you,” I shrugged, and I couldn’t help but to let out a giggle, doing my best to lighten the situation. So this was why Donte had been looking a little upset with me. Because of Brett.
Brett was the last man that he needed to worry about. Brett was a fucking clutz too. I saw the way he tried touching me 63
inappropriately whilst Donte was watching us. He should have known better. I guessed that I should have let Donte know about Brett earlier.
“But you don't need to worry about him,” I said. “Or the guy that he brought with him. They both know their place.”
“That's fine, babe,” Donte replied sheepishly, scratching his neck. “With the way you were speaking to them, and the way they were speaking to you, you just had me a little worried. That's all.”
“You don't need to worry about me, babe,” I reassured him, glad that we cleared the air. “I'm glad you came with me. It feels like I have a massive weight lifted off my shoulders, now that I was able to say words to my mother that I wasn't able to tell her in person.”
“You're a strong woman, babe.
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Don't let anybody tell you different.”
I smiled at him happily. He was so sweet and understanding, and didn’t push the subject on further, even when he had every right to. In a way, I was glad, because I didn’t want to have to explain to him who Philip was, and then have to lie to him even more.
I was tired of lying.
So I took steps closer to him, doing the best thing I knew to distract him.
Pushing down the brakes on the car, causing it to come to a stop. I straddled his hips as I sat down on his lap, pulling my dress off from my body, my eyes smouldering with lust.
“Babe, what are you doing?” Donte growled, biting his lip in anticipation as he drunk in my body, staring at me like I was a goddess. The way he stared at me, 65
it was like he was still trying to secure me, even though he already had. He treated each time we got sexual like the first time we did. Admiring my body more and more each time, as if he’d never seen it before.
And it drove me fucking wild.
“Now how about you show me just how strong you are, huh?” I whispered.
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donte
“Fuck!” I moaned against her.
In an instant, Sapphire shoved me against the car backseat, tearing my clothes off and wrapping her legs around me.
Holy fucking shit…
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I loved the new confidence she had with me. It was so fucking sexy. She was wild and free. She wasn't nervous or timid around me anymore.
Hell, she liked taking control.
Showing me who was boss in the relationship.
And I enjoyed every fucking second of it.
“You're going to be the fucking death of me, Sapphire
Myers.”
She purred against my mouth, and that was when I fully lost all sense of my self-control. I pulled her even closer to me, my lips trailing wet kisses all over her neck.
Bad
girls
needed
fucking
punishing.
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A FEW HOURS LATER
We drove back to my house after going for a few rounds in the car. I was left fucking undone to say the least. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her until the sun went down, but we had to go home too. Just being around her was enough to turn me on, so it was a hard drive home to say the fucking least.
“Well, I need a shower,” Sapphire sighed, as she trudged into the living room.
I looked around to make sure that none of my family were around. The last thing I needed was them to see me and Sapphire with our tongues rammed down each other’s throats.
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It was amusing seeing her makeup smudged, because of my doing. Yet it was still a fucking turn-on. I could never tire from this woman. She was like my drug.
“Wanna save water?” I smirked coyly, after making sure that the coast was clear. “We can bathe in my hot-tub.
And re-enact earlier events-” I added, watching Sapphire’s cheeks flush bright red, “if you get what I'm saying.”
Sapphire coughed loudly, doing her best to stop herself from burning underneath my gaze. I couldn’t help but to laugh.
“Come on then,” she giggled, shoving me playfully. “Last one to the tub's a rotten egg.”
We stripped our clothes off and ran to the hot-tub. I ran slowly on purpose, because I just loved watching her giggle.
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It was nice to see her smiling and happy.
She really deserved it.
Sapphire dived into the hot-tub, and just as I’d predicted, she burst into a fit of laughter.
“Rotten egg, huh?” I smirked, joining her inside the tub.
She continued to crack up into laughter.
“Keep laughing babe,” I smirked. “I let you win on purpose.”
“Whatever,”
she
replied
sarcastically, giggling.
“Don’t I get a prize for letting you win?” I teased.
“Oh, I don't know,” Sapphire giggled. “Maybe that can be negotiated.”
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“What if I said I want my prize to be all of you, right now?” I groaned, tracing the sides of her hips with my fingers.
Her cheeks flushed bright red, as her skin burned against my touch, electricity jolting through her body.
“I'm listening,” she moaned.
I crashed my mouth down onto hers, wanting to carry on from where we left off. She whimpered against me, and I was already getting turned on again.
“Mmm,” she breathed against my mouth.
“Stop it babe, you know what you do to me when you say that,” I growled.
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9
iglesias
I walked into the bathroom, ready to take a shower. I’d just had a long session at the gym, and worked up a huge sweat. I stunk, to say the fucking least. I couldn’t wait to relax and unwind underneath the hot water.
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bathroom, I jolted backwards, seeing that Donte and his girlfriend Sapphire were in the hot-tub with their lips locked together. I retched to myself internally, as I heard her call him “the big bad wolf”.
These two idiots took bedroom role-play to a whole new level of fucking cringe.
“What the fuck did I just witness?”
I remarked, repulsed. “That's fucking gross.”
They didn’t respond to me; they were that engrossed in each other. They probably hadn’t even noticed me there. I sighed heavily.
“Ight, imma head out,” I mumbled, running out of the bathroom, not wanting to stick around for a minute longer.
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I walked into the living room, still traumatized from what I’d just fucking witnessed. Dad and Pedro were both standing in the living room, waiting for me.
“What's going on in there?” Dad asked.
“Let's just say that we better fucking evacuate immediately,” I gagged.
They stared back at me with repulsed expressions on their faces, knowing not to push the subject further or they would get grossed out.
“Let's
go,”
Dad
suggested
immediately.
Pedro roared with laughter, and I couldn’t help but to do the same.
We continued to make our way out 75
of the house.
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maya
It was a new week, and now, I was going to be going back to my normal schedule of going to work. I’d spent time grieving, but I knew that working would be the best way to keep myself distracted and keep my mind occupied on things other than my mother. Philip would get what was coming to him in due time, but now 77
wasn’t the time to worry about getting my revenge on him.
I was in my bedroom, dusting myself off as I stared at myself in the mirror. I changed into a super-sexy outfit for work. At first I was hesitant, but then I thought that it was about time I stepped out of my shell. Who the fuck cared if I had a bruise on my leg? Donte thought I was sexy as fuck, and that was all that mattered to me.
I had a very low-cut white work top on, purposefully unbuttoning the first few buttons. I was such a damn tease. I also had a really short, tight black skirt on that made my ass shake as I walked.
Donte sure was in for a surprise at work today.
I giggled to myself excitedly. I couldn’t wait to see him. Even after spending nearly all of my time with him 78
these days, I still got so fucking hyped up to see him. That was just how much I enjoyed his company, and how much I enjoyed being around him. He made me so fucking happy.
Maybe love existed for me, after all.
I made my way out of my apartment, locking the door.
“Just gotta lock up my flat and then I'll call an Uber to get to work,” I murmured to myself.
“Hey girl,” came a voice.
I turned around to see Maisie there.
I smiled at her happily. I hadn’t seen her for a while, so it was good to see her face.
“Hey Maisie,” I grinned, hugging her.
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“I haven't seen you since that day at the strip club,” Maisie smiled. “You're glowing.”
I found myself blushing bright pink as she continued to stare at me. Knowing the real reason why I was glowing.
“Oh my God, you finally got laid didn't you!” Maisie squealed excitedly.
“You could say that,” I admitted sheepishly, continuing to go red. I felt myself burning with embarrassment.
Maisie clapped her hands excitedly, knowing that it was definitely Donte’s doing behind my happiness. “Guess I did something good by taking you to the strip club, huh?”
I couldn’t help but to giggle. I smiled as I remembered Donte, and the way that he would look at me and touch 80
me.
“I think I love him, Maisie,” I admitted, biting my lip as my heart hammered against my chest. “I really, really do.”
“I'm glad,” Maisie smiled, giving me another hug. “I'm glad you're happy with him.” She broke off her sentence, screwing her face a little. “So, tell me how good his sex game is?”
I cracked up with laughter, knowing that Maisie couldn’t spend one minute being serious. “The best.”
“Judging by the way you're dressed, it looks like you're ready to make magic happen in his office tonight,” she winked, laughing. “They say morning sex is the best way to motivate yourself for work.”
“Give over,” I retorted, bursting 81
into more laughter.
“Seriously,” Maisie replied, with her hands on her hips. “I'm glad you've started embracing how sexy you rea
lly are. I know I'd jump your bones if I swung that way.”
I let out an appreciative giggle. I was glad to have a friend like Maisie.
“Anyway, I'll let you get to work now,” she said quickly. “Wouldn't want you to keep Daddy Donte waiting.”
She winked at me, and I laughed again. I was so fucking excited to see him.
I was finally forgetting about the mission, and just learning to take each day as it came. Learning to live in the moment, and enjoy the here and now.
But after I'd seen and witnessed first-hand what my boss was capable of… I 82
could just pray that he wouldn't hurt Donte. Or go near him, for that matter…
My mind began to wander, my heart hammering at the thought of something bad happening to Donte.
But then I remembered that Donte had shot a rapist dead. I was sure that he could handle himself, and nothing bad would happen to him.
I nodded to myself in reassurance, and continued to make my way to work.
I arrived at Indigo Limited, and saw the receptionist Sainabou’s familiar face there when I made my way inside.
“Hi,” I greeted her happily.
“Hey,” she replied, smiling. “You look really nice today, Sapphire.”
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“Thank you,” I thanked her sheepishly. She’d never complimented me before.
“Donte checked in ten minutes ago.” She shot me a playful smirk.
I jolted upwards a little, startled, and then burst out laughing. I should have expected this. The whole office probably knew by now that me and Donte were screwing, and that we were a thing. I wasn’t ashamed of it, though. I was so fucking proud to call Donte Abruzzi my man.
I made my way down the corridor, ready to go to Donte’s office. I saw Yasmeen on the way there, texting somebody on her phone.
“Hey Yasmeen,” I waved.
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“Hey,” she exclaimed, smiling. She took a minute to look at my outfit. “Oh my God, Sapphire. You look so good.”