Dangerous Desires Part 2: A Mafia Romance (Corrupt Me series)

by A. G. Khaliq

  “Thanks Yasmeen,” I giggled, feeling warm inside because of the amount of compliments I was receiving.

  “You look gorgeous as always.”

  Yasmeen smiled in appreciation.

  “I see you heading towards a certain Donte Abruzzi's office,” she commented coyly. “I take it you made up?”

  I nodded, knowing that I couldn’t even disguise the excitement written all over my face at this point.

  “I'm glad,” she giggled.

  “So am I, girl.”

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  “Me, you and Mikail totally need to have another day out soon,” she went on.

  “It feels like I haven't seen you for ages.”

  “We definitely will,” I reassured her.

  “Anyway, my break is over,” she shrugged. “I've gotta get back to preparing the financial statements. I'll see you later.”

  She paused.

  “Let me know how it goes with Donte,” she added on playfully.

  I chuckled in response. “I definitely will, babe. And tell Mikail I said hi!”

  “I will!”

  She waved at me, and I waved back as she walked away.

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  I’d reached the door of Donte’s office now. I dusted myself off, before striding in with confidence, knowing that my ass was wobbling as I walked. He was bent over his desk, putting some paperwork away in a drawer.

  “Hi babe,” I smiled coyly.

  He turned around to face me, and dropped the paperwork, unable to believe his eyes. His eyes were smouldering with lust as he drank me in.

  This was exactly the effect that I wanted to have on him. I could feel myself burning underneath his gaze.

  I loved this man.

  I loved him so fucking much.

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  When I saw Sapphire stride into the office all dolled up, in that tiny sexy outfit, I was fucking shocked to say the least. She’d stepped out of her comfort zone, and she looked hot as fuck. That was the last thing I’d expected her to wear, and now, I could hardly take my eyes off of her. She looked good enough 88

  to fucking eat and devour whole.

  “Well, this is a nice surprise babe,”

  was all I could manage to say. I coughed loudly, trying my best to snap myself out of my trance.

  Sapphire took steps closer to me, closing the gap between us. Her ass was shaking from side-to-side as she walked.

  Her hips were so wide, and her thighs were so damn thick. She drove me to the brink of insanity.

  “I wore this for you, baby,” she murmured, her long, painted nails tracing the collar of my shirt.

  “You look sexy as fuck, Saph',” I groaned. “I wanna tear your clothes off right here. You’re giving me a real hard fucking time right now.”

  “Then do it, baby.”

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  In an instant, she slammed me against my desk, knocking all of my paperwork to the floor. She kissed me with such force that it was hard to breathe. I was getting hot and bothered just by looking at her. In that tiny excuse for a skirt. Half her shirt goddamn unbuttoned.

  I slid my hands from her thighs to underneath her skirt, grabbing her ass with both my hands, picking her up, and then pushing her against the wall, never breaking the kiss once. She moaned underneath me and I ripped her clothes off from her.

  We were in my office, but I didn't give a fuck. I had to have her right now.

  All of her.

  Every damn fucking inch.

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  When we were finished, Sapphire was out of breath and fucking flustered. We put our clothes back on, and I tried my best to compose myself to stop myself from slamming her against the wall and having my way with her again.

  “As much as I hate to let you go, we better get back to work,” I smirked.

  She giggled in response. “True.”

  “We'll be continuing where we left off tonight,” I added casually.

  She laughed again, burning bright red.

  “God, it's so sexy when you laugh like that,” I groaned, pressing my lips against her forehead. “You might wanna fix your makeup before you leave my 91

  office, by the way.”

  She blushed. “I'm sure everyone in the office and ten blocks away know what we were up-to, Donte,” she remarked sarcastically. “We were moaning that fucking loud.”

  I roared with laughter.

  “Besides, maybe I like this messy look,” she grinned. “Maybe it'll give a clear warning to bitches to stay away from my man.”

  I spun her around, trapping her in my strong arms, my eyes smouldering with lust. “Is my baby girl jealous?”

  “I don't share,” she said coyly.

  “Neither do I.”

  She pulled me in for another kiss, 92

  but I sighed heavily, restraining myself.

  “Enough!” I said pretentiously.

  “Keep teasing me like this and we'll never get any work done.”

  She giggled.

  “Don't wear sexy outfits like that near me next time, doll face.”

  “What can I say?” she giggled.

  “Maybe I like being punished by you.”

  I coughed loudly, pleading with my body to stop getting turned on.

  “We'll sort out your punishment later.” I rolled my eyes. “Get back to your Python coding.”

  “See you later, babe,” Sapphire chuckled, as she began walking out of my office, and I watched her ass wobble as 93

  she left. She was getting a kick out of teasing me. She was so fucking cute.

  I couldn’t wait to have her to myself tonight.

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  I sat in my office, doing my tasks for the day. All of the programs that I had to write in Python. Python was a fucking pain in the ass. It had been hours now, but it was helping me to keep myself busy, and keep my mind off Donte until I would see him later.

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  “Time for a coffee break, I think,” I sighed to myself exhaustedly.

  I stopped typing and stood up on my feet, rubbing my chin in thought as I stared at my desk. Something looked off to me, but I couldn’t quite figure out what.

  And that was when I saw a random piece of paper on my desk.

  I hadn't put it there.

  What on Earth…?

  I dusted myself off, before shakily picking up the piece of paper, holding it out in front of my face.

  And then I felt the blood drain out of my face, as I went stone-white in shock. My heart pounding against my chest. Feeling like my ribcage was 96

  constricting on me. Like the walls were closing in on me, and I couldn’t breathe.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe.

  “What the fuck?” I denied. “Is this somebody's idea of a sick joke?!”

  I balled my hands into fists, feeling my eyes well with tears as I read the note over and over again. Not knowing what to make of it. Not knowing what it could possibly mean.

  It said, ‘We’ll be together soon, Maya.’

  Nobody here knew my real

  identity. Who the fuck could have sent this?

  Maybe it was my boss's idea of a sick joke. That bastard had to pay for what he fucking did. What the fuck did 97

  he think he was playing at?

  I rolled my eyes angrily, feeling my blood boil to the point that it almost dried up. I wasn’t thinking rationally. All I felt was sick. Bile in my fucking throat.

  “Whatever, I'm just going to ignore it,” I spat to myself bitterly. “He's probably just trying to spark a reaction out of me. Two can play this game.”

  My heart continued to hammer against my chest. I shoved the note into my cabinet, out of sight…

  Out of mind.

  And then I went back to work, sighing, suddenly not in the mood for coffee anymore.

  As the day turned into night, my work 98

  was done. I’d coded all of the programs I needed to. I logged out of my
computer and stood up, sighing.

  “My work shift is over. Now it's time to wait for Donte. Go home and see what punishment he has in mind for me,” I murmured to myself playfully, trying my best to cheer myself up from the note I’d seen earlier. I needed to forget about it.

  I dusted myself off, and then headed out of my office, making my way out of Indigo Limited’s building.

  I waited for Donte outside of the main entrance. I pulled my phone out, ready to flick through some memes on Twitter whilst I waited for him.

  Before I had the chance to even hold out my phone in front of my face, I noticed a shadow looming over me. I 99

  furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, not knowing who it could be.

  And then I felt my heart leap in my throat.

  Feeling like the world was spinning around me.

  Feeling like my nightmares were coming alive, ready to torture me.

  “Scream, and it'll be the last move you make,” said the voice of the shadow.

  I clutched my chest in terror, sweating

  profusely.

  Feeling

  my

  surroundings blur as my eyes fogged with tears.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe…

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  Before I knew it, the shadow punched me at the back of my head, knocking me down to the ground.

  Everything was happening so fast.

  So fucking fast…

  I heard a low chuckle as I continued to drift in and out of unconsciousness, my head searing with pain. Trying to make sense of all of this. Trying my best to put two-and-two together and figure out what was going on, but I couldn’t…

  Before I knew it, I was being dragged against the pavement, my cheeks scratching against the hard tarmac as blood began dripping out of my face.

  One punch…

  Two punches…

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  Three punches…

  And then everything went black.

  Complete darkness…

  And the life I once knew…

  Was over before it even began.

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  Blink.

  Blink.

  Blink.

  I rubbed my eyes as I regained my consciousness. Trying to make out where 103

  I was. Trying to make out my surroundings.

  Blink.

  Blink.

  Blink.

  I dusted myself off, getting up from the stone-cold floor. And then I furrowed my eyebrows, my heart pounding against my chest.

  I had to be stuck in a bad dream.

  I fucking had to.

  This wasn’t real.

  This wasn’t fucking real…

  I was just dreaming.

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  I was just fucking dreaming…

  No.

  NO, NO, NO!

  This was one of my worst nightmares come true.

  I was back in the cage.

  The cage that I'd tried so hard to break out of all those years ago.

  The cage I nearly risked my life to escape.

  Everything was such a blur.

  All I could remember was

  somebody asking me not to scream, and then kidnapping me outside of Indigo Limited.

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  I couldn't even rely on Donte to find me, or get me out of this mess.

  Unless he searched my old identity, he wouldn't be able to find anything.

  And he didn't know my old goddamn identity.

  I was terrified.

  I was fucking terrified.

  And I hadn't felt like this since I left Fibonacci.

  I was terrified because I knew it was Fibonacci who kidnapped me.

  I was terrified because I had no idea how the fuck Fibonacci had managed to find me.

  I was terrified because it was only 106

  Fibonacci who was capable of putting me in a cage.

  I banged on the cage door repeatedly, rattling it into a frenzy.

  Pleading with God not to do this to me.

  Pleading with God to not put me through this pain again.

  “Let me out of here!” I screamed.

  “LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU

  FUCKING BASTARD!”

  I sobbed uncontrollably, unable to hold back my tears. I was so scared. So damn fucking scared. God knows what would happen to me in here.

  God knows what Fibonacci had done to me while I was still unconscious…

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  make me feel sick. Feel bile churn in my throat. Feel like I was struggling for air.

  “Ah, I thought you'd never wake up,” came a voice.

  Fibonacci.

  He strode into the room, wearing the same white vest and black track pants that he’d worn the first day I ever laid eyes on him. The day I met him. The day I wished I could go back in time and fucking eliminate.

  “What do you want from me?!” I bellowed. “I left you years ago, Fibonacci!”

  “You ungrateful fucking bitch,”

  Fibonacci murmured coldly, his voice dropping to barely below a whisper. “I loved you so much, and what do I get?!”

  He broke off his sentence, seething. “You 108

  fucking ran away from me! Even after everything I did for you!”

  “You were a toxic, manipulative bastard!” I sobbed. “You locked me in a damn cage! Can't you fucking see how much you damaged me? How much you ruined my outlook on life, on other people? For years, I thought that every man I met would treat me the same as you did. I started thinking every man was a rapist, controlling, or fucking psychopathic like you!”

  “Arguing with me will get you nowhere, so I suggest you stop barking and getting on my bad side,” he shot back, cutting me off my sentence. His eyes were bloodshot, his face full of blue veins. “I'm the one in control here, and if you keep pissing me off, I'll kill you! Do you understand?”

  I continued to sob. My throat felt so 109

  fucking dry, I couldn’t even get any words out. It felt like I would be better off dead right now.

  I didn’t want to live.

  I didn’t want to fucking live…

  “I

  SAID,

  DO

  YOU

  UNDERSTAND?!” Fibonacci roared.

  I jolted backwards, feeling my chest heave upwards and downwards as the fear and terror overcame my body.

  “Y – yes!” I cried out.

  I tried my best to take control of my body, begging myself to calm down.

  Begging myself not to have a panic attack, and make matters even worse for myself. Begging myself to stay strong.

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  stammered shakily.

  “I had the help of an alliance,”

  Fibonacci said quietly, “who helped me to track you down. I've been following you ever since you moved away from Washington to Manhattan, Sapphire.

  Every time you felt like you were being followed, you ignored it. Maybe if you acted on your instincts, you wouldn't be in this situation.”

  My chest felt like it was about to fucking explode. So many times, I’d felt like I was being fucking followed, whenever I walked somewhere alone.

  Seeing a shadow looming over me.

  Feeling like I was being watched.

  And I’d brushed it off every time.

  Every single damn time.

  I was an idiot.

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  I was a fucking idiot…

  “Why?” I croaked weakly. “Why did you kidnap me now? After all these years?”

  “Because I want you to suffer like I did.”

  Fibonacci punched the cage wire, causing it to rattle. I leapt upwards in fear, my heart feeling like it was in my throat.

  “It took me years to fall out of love with you. That bruise on your leg just reminds me how much I loved you,”

  Fibonacci
>
  murmured,

  his

  voice

  terrifyingly soft. “I went crazy trying to look for you. You took a piece of my heart with you when you left.”

  He broke off his sentence, shaking 112

  his head.

  “But as time went on, I learnt to forget. I learnt to train my mind that you were a bitch. An ungrateful, fucking bitch.”

  I took deep breaths in and out, as I relived every terrifying memory. Every demon in the closet coming back to creep up on me.

  “You see, Maya, the face that I once found so pretty when I started pursuing you, is now fucking disgusting in my eyes,” Fibonacci snarled. “After all of the hurt you put me through, I can't even bear to look at you! All of the love that I had for you died with the old me.”

  “I don't understand,” I mumbled shakily, tears continuing to roll down my cheeks. “If you don't love me, then what do you want from me? Why have you 113

  brought me here?”

  “I didn't kidnap you to take you back. Believe it or not, I don't fucking love you anymore, Maya,” he seethed.

  “But when I was following you, I saw that you have fallen in love with a man, and he loves you back.”

  My eyes widened in shock, my heart pounding against my chest in a frenzy with the fear of what he was about to say. The fear that he may have had plans to hurt Donte. The fear of something bad happening to the man who taught me to heal and love again…

  “So

  consider

  this

  payback,”

  Fibonacci snarled. “I want him to experience every feeling I did when you ran away from me! I want him to feel his heart ripped out from him, to scream until he's blue in the face, to tear the world apart and still not be able to find 114

  you! To spend years suffering, and then learn to live without you!”

  “What?” I cried out.

  I couldn’t breathe.

  I couldn’t fucking breathe.

  “You won't get away with this!” I sobbed weakly. “People are going to notice I'm gone. They'll report me missing, and then the police will get involved!”

  “You really think I didn't consider that possibility?” Fibonacci drawled, yawning. “I've already taken care of that.