by Rose Cody
“Yes, yes I am!” She sobs as she holds onto him. “I’ve never done anything like this in my life!”
“Yeah, you probably haven’t.” Andrei says, burying his nose into her hair. “You know what I see?” He asks. “I see someone who’s finally standing up for herself. You’ve never done that before either, have you?”
She nods, wiping away her tears as he stands up before reaching out to help her off the bathroom floor.
She grips his hand, getting to her feet before sighing out and straightening her shoulders.
“Are you good?” He asks, resting his hand against the small of her back.
“Yes.” She whispers, smiling softly at him as she nods her head.
They walk back into the shower room, Jennifer tuning out the sounds of Brent’s sobs as she walks up to him, standing tall before him as she rests her hands on her hips.
“Listen. I’m not playing games anymore.” She says, her voice hoarse. “This is your very last chance. Either you promise to pay up… or you’re dead.”
“Hey!” Brent shouts. “Fuck you, lady!”
She steps backwards, wiping a tear away from her cheek before looking over at Andrei and nodding her head.
Jennifer watches for as long as she can as Andrei swings the brass pipe over his head. She squeezes her eyes shut on the downward swing, turning around and walking away, her stomach dropping as she hears the crack of metal connecting with skull.
She leans against the tiled wall, wrapping her arms around herself as she hears thud after thud before finally, after what feels like an eternity, she hears the clanking sound of the brass pipe as it hits the floor.
She opens her eyes, avoiding the scene as she hears Andrei cough before the hiss of the old facets begins as he washes himself up.
“Jennifer.” He says, wiping his soaking wet hands on a dirty brown towel. “I’m sorry.”
She shakes her head, glancing over at Brent’s crushed face before looking back into Andrei’s dark eyes.
“We have to go.” She says, grabbing his hand.
“Do you want my room key?” He asks, reaching into the inside pocket of his jacket for his wallet.
“No.” She whispers. “We have to go back. I’m not going home without something.”
Andrei smiles at Jennifer darkly, the corner of his mouth curling up as he bites his bottom lip.
“Hey!” He calls to the two men, pulling them back to reality as they play with their phones. “Do something with this motherfucker, will ya?” He says, motioning towards the mayor’s dead son. “We’re not done yet.”
Chapter 17
“No matter what you do, just be quiet.” Andrei says as he slowly pulls the black van up beside a hedge as he parks in the back alley behind Brent Donaldson’s house. “If no one’s noticed yet, let’s not give them a reason to notice now.”
“Of course.” Jennifer whispers, nodding her head quickly up and down as she grips the handle to the passenger side door with her shaking hand before swinging it open.
She jumps out of the van, gently pressing the door closed as she follows closely behind Andrei as he runs to the back gate.
“I fucking hate tall gates like this…” He says, reaching up over the gate as he pats around for the latch before he unlocks it, pushing the gate forward and granting them access to the yard.
“Only benefit of a private back yard?” Andrei says, as they walk up to the open back door, stepping over the glass as shards of it crunch under their feet. “None of your neighbours can tell when I’m robbing you.”
“Where do we start?” Jennifer asks, looking back towards the back gate quickly as they step into the house. “Where do people keep their best stuff.”
“Two places.” Andrei whispers. “Bedroom. Basement.”
“What about this?” She asks, rushing over to a painting and running her fingers over the canvas. “This has got to be worth money.”
“No, no.” He says, grabbing her hand. “Stolen art is not my business. It’s too easy to track. If we try and sell it, they catch us.”
She nods, looking around as adrenaline rushes throughout her, making her sweat.
Jennifer follows him up the stairs, stopping behind him as he gently pushes doors open, first an office then a bathroom before he stops, smiling and nodding his head in front of the last door on the left.
“Here we go.” He says, grabbing Jennifer’s hand and pulling her inside.
She tries to hide a smile as she walks into Brent Donaldson’s bedroom before walking over to his bed and sitting down on it, rubbing the palms of her hands over his satin sheets.
“You start in the bedside tables and I’ll look in the dresser drawers.” He says, walking over to the dresser by the curtained window.
“Okay.” She nods, getting up from the bed and walking over to the table closest to her before pulling open the drawer.
“Oh, look at this!” She whispers to herself as she pulls out a wallet, fingering through the slots before finding an old twenty. “Not exactly gunna pay the bills, though.”
“Jen.” Andrei calls over to her, waving her over.
She gets up, walking over to him by the dresser, smiling nervously as he twirls his finger for her to spin around.
“For you.” He says, draping a sparkling diamond pendant over her chest as he wraps the gold chain around her neck, securing the clasp in the back.
She giggles, walking up to the dresser as she picks through the gold jewelry.
“I honestly think I want to take this stuff.” She whispers brightly as Andrei leans against the dresser, watching her.
“Sure, take all you want.” He says, smirking. “Just don’t try and pawn it.”
“Are you kidding?” She says, holding her hand out as she stares at the diamond ring on her finger. “I would never get rid of these pretties.”
“Hey,” He whispers, walking over to the closet. “Maybe there’s something in here…”
He slides open the slotted closet door before getting to his knees and digging in a pile of towels on the floor.
“Fucking bingo.” He says, waving her over. “Always check for a safe in the back of the closet, what did I fuckin’ tell you!”
“How do we open a safe?” She asks, running over before watching Andrei place his hand on the handle.
“Oh, my God!” He gasps, shaking his head as he easily pulls open the door. “Dude couldn’t invest in a real fucking safe?”
She gulps, her heart fluttering and her stomach turning as Andrei reaches in.
“Look who’s getting paid.” Andrei says, smirking as he hands her a stack of wrapped bills.
She stares at the pile of cash in her hands as Andrei hands her another.
“What you want to bet this piece of shit was evading taxes?” Andrei asks, sucking on his teeth as he shakes his head while pulling out stack after stack of bills.
Jennifer chuckles, wiping her tears with the back of her hand as Andrei hands her more and more.
“Do you pay a lot of taxes, Andrei.” She jokes as she reaches into the closet to grab a pillow case before beginning to stuff the money inside.
“Jennifer.” He says, turning back to look at her before helping her pile the stacks into the pillow case, too. “I’m not the one pretending like I do. What the hell, don’t make this about me!”
Her feet float as her and Andrei rush down the stairs and out of the back door before they hurry across the yard.
Jennifer pulls open the side door of the van, tossing the money in the backseat before getting into the passenger side.
“Hold on. Just one last thing.” Andrei says, walking around to the back of the van before opening up the tailgate door.
Jennifer watches, slowly stepping out from the passenger’s seat as she sees him pull the spare can of gas out from the back of the van.
“Come with me.” He says, walking past her as he walks back into the yard.
“What are you doing with that, Andrei?” She asks,
following him into the backyard. “We gotta go.”
She watches as he rushes into the house before he begins pouring the gasoline on the floors, trailing it back outside.
“Are we actually going to…” She asks, her voice trailing off as she watches him throw the empty gas can against the broken backdoor before he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a book of matches.
He pulls the match against the grain on the back, sparking it lit, before handing her the flame.
“Jennifer.” He says, pointing towards the house. “The honor’s all yours.”
She hesitates, her chest heaving as she looks to Andrei, his dark eyes comforting her before she tosses the match onto the trail of gas.
The world stops around her as she watches the gasoline light up like dominos as the dancing fire engulfs the house.
“Come on.” Andrei says, wrapping his hand around hers as he pulls her from her stupor. “Time to go.”
She nods, looking back as she hears a window crack as they step out of the back gate.
Chapter 18
“I’m glad you’re doing okay, dad.” She smiles into the phone as she leans against the balcony, the breeze blowing through her hair as the sunshine beams down on her skin. “Yes, we’re doing fine, too. There was a lizard in our bathtub when we checked in! It was pretty gross.”
She smiles deeper, biting her bottom lip as she feels Andrei come up behind her and wrap his hands around her waist.
“Did you remember to put the burritos in the freezer once they cooled?” She asks, giggling as Andrei reaches up to unbutton the buttons on her loose, lace, white pool cover. “I know, I know, I’m just asking. I worry about you, you know.”
She turns around, leaning against Andrei’s sun-kissed chest.
“Okay, well if you need anything at all, just call and I’ll do what I can, okay, dad?” She says as Andrei grips her hand and tries to pull her off the balcony. “Okay, love you, too… Bye.”
She hangs up her phone, laughing as she steps into their hotel room before placing the mobile on the round table beside the window.
“We’re spending more time in the bedroom than on the beach, Andrei…” She whispers as she runs the palm of her hand over Andrei’s solid pecs.
“What else is there to do on vacation?” He asks, slowly pulling her thin blouse off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
He reaches behind her neck, untying the strings holding her bikini top up before letting the soft fabric slink down her chest as he reaches around her back and unties the band.
She pulls him over to the bed, smiling coyly as she pushes him down to the mattress.
Andrei moans as he feels Jennifer’s palms press against his thighs as she drags them up to his waist.
She unties the knot at his waist as she massages over his stiffening meat before pulling down his loosened trunks, allowing his cock to pop free.
He moans, gripping the sheets as she wraps her fingers around his shaft as she drags her tongue along the rim of his head before sucking the tip into her mouth.
Jennifer presses her lips tightly against his shaft as she sinks him down her throat before pulling her head back up and swirling her tongue over the tip.
She smiles, licking her lips as Andrei pulls her up into his lap before rolling her over onto her back.
“I want you so bad…” He whispers to her, his voice low and trembling as he kicks off his swimming shorts.
He pulls down her bikini bottoms, dragging them over her tanned flesh and pulling them down her legs before tossing them across the room.
Jennifer gasps, giggling as Andrei pushes her knees apart before grabbing her hips and pulling her closer to him.
He positions himself between her legs as he paws at his cock, pumping his palm up and down over the shaft as he nears closer to her.
“Oh, Andrei…” She moans as she feels his silky tip thread up and down between her soaking lips before he presses his thickness into her entrance, stretching her.
She wraps her arms around his back, pulling him closer to her as his hips rock them back and forth as he drags himself in and out of her aching sex.
Jennifer moans out as she feels Andrei’s cock swell inside of her as he grunts into her shoulder, bucking erratically as he spills his seed.
She pants as he falls down beside her, his chest heaving as he rolls onto his back before stretching his arms above his head.
“Can we please go to the beach now, Andrei?” She whispers to him, crawling up beside him and rubbing the palm of her hand over his chest.
“Beach now?” He asks, sitting up slightly to look at the pink and golden sky as the sun sets over the water.
He rolls onto his side, surrounding her with his warmth as he lets his head fall back onto the pillow as he closes his eyes, a small smirk upturning his lips as he pulls her up to his body, holding her there tightly.
“I’d much rather just lay here… with you.”
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Fear
(Bad Boy Mafia Pregnancy Romance)
First edition. May 18th, 2016.
Copyright © 2016 Rose Cody
Written By Rose Cody
Chapter 1
Johnny
I guess being a gangster was just always fated to me.
My pops, God rest his soul, was a hitman for the Ambrosini crime family. Always got the job done right. Couldn’t be prouder to call him “dad”.
I didn’t know it at the time, of course, I was just a little boy, but all I knew was that he was well respected. And I wanted that.
Luckily for me, when your dad plays with the big boys, there will always be an in for you. And there was. I was doing low level runs before I was even eighteen years old. And from there I worked my way up. It was slow. It was brutal. But now, nine years later I’m a full-fledged member of the Ambrosini crime family, too. A made man.
Dad died seven years ago, and by “died” I mean he was hit out, which of course is a sad thing, but a gangster knows it’s how he’s going out from the beginning, and to be quite honest with you, I’m always kind of surprised it took them so long to get him.
But my mom, boy, she was devastated. She knew what dad did. Of course she knew. How can you hide another man’s blood from the woman who washes your clothes? But I think she always ignored the reality of it.
I can understand that, though. No one wants to think “oh, my husband’s a murderer and he probably got exactly what he deserved”. You see it all the time on TV, too; mother’s on the news trying to tell the world their kid is really a good kid after they shoot up a shopping mall. It’s sad but it’s the human condition.
I thought I was going to lose her, too, after that one. Thought she was going to die from a broken heart.
But she’s getting better, thanks in part to my beautiful baby sister having a beautiful baby girl of her own.
Princess may only be five months old, but she’s already breathed years of life back into my mother’s heart.
And mine, too. If you can imagine something like that!
I spend a lot of my teenage years being jealous of all the pussy I saw the big hitters get. Girl after girl, night after night. You didn’t like a bitch? Toss her ass out! It didn’t matter. How great would
that be to tell some whore to suck you off and then watch them get to their knees. That’s power right there.
And it is great. You have no idea.
But my little niece, man, for the first time in my entire life I catch myself rethinking things because of her. She’s uncle Johnny’s girl, no doubt. I would do anything for her. She makes me want more out of life.
