Victor's Girl: A Mafia Romance

by Sparsha Kadri

  He slowly turned her around and pinned her against the glass wall, admiring her beautiful face that was now flushed with anticipation. “I missed you too, Angel,” he replied, letting his fingers play with her soft silky hair rolling her soft curls between his fingers. He brought his hand to her face and gently caressed her cheeks with the back of his hand.

  Ira closed her eyes letting in her other senses take in his touch. Her lips part instinctively welcoming him to her. Victor drank in the beauty of her sensually swollen lips that looked so inviting that there was nothing more he would like but to lose himself in her sensuous sweetness but he started by tracing the pad of his thumb over her full plump lips.

  He slowly brought his lips to hers and she welcomed him with all her heart, letting him lead her into the limbo of his dark sensual haze. His kiss was rough and demanding but his lips were soft and felt perfect on her like they were designed for her, only for her. He supported her chin with his hand as he deepened the kiss letting his tongue inside her mouth, stroking his tongue with hers.

  He let his other hand explore the curve of her body resting at the perfectly sculpted butt, roughly grabbing her flesh in his hand. She cried out in pleasure and a groan rumbled through his chest. He grazed his teeth over her lower lip gently biting and nibbling at it. Ira was completely lost in him like she always did every time he kissed her. He would somehow always manage to sweep her off her feet leaving her wanting and craving for him.

  Their breathing was weighted and heavy as they kissed with a maddening passion that burned bright between them. They wanted each other scratch that they needed each other, right here right now. He lowered his lips back to her delicate neck sucking and nibbling at her collar bone trailing his lips down to her chest and the sensuous curve of her cleavage.

  A soft moan escaped her lips and she buried her hand into his hair wrapping her fingers around his thick silky hair. She shut her eyes close as he lowered himself further down the lane between her breasts stretching the fabric of her loose t-shirt. She was not wearing a bra and it brought a smile to his lips.

  He brought his lips back to her sensual mouth and engulfed her into a deep passionate kiss that demanded a lot more than a mere parting of her lips. His hands feverishly roamed over her body groping and squeezing her into him letting his hunger for her penetrate through his touch and she responded with pleasured moans that sounded like a siren's song to him calling him to claim her there and then.

  He pressed her against the glass wall roughly grabbing her thighs and lifted her off her feet pressing her core against his arousal. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him letting him support her weight. He released her lips and trailed rough wet kisses over her jaw, her neck and her tantalizing chest impatience rippling in his action.

  He quickly ripped off her t-shirt exposing her naked front to him. A low groan rumbled through his chest and he captured her aching nipple in his mouth. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as his tongue wrapped around her tender bud, sucking and nipping at it. His hand moved to her other breast and she cried out in pleasure.

  “Oh, Victor!” she sighed his name as she presented her breasts to him which he accepted with delight. He let his tongue roll around her tender bud gently teasing it with his teeth before shifting his attention to her other breast repeating the process all over again. Ira was lost in the ecstasy of pleasure he was offering her.

  He abruptly pulled away from her, his eyes burning with hunger “Let’s take this inside,” he announced and carried her to his bedroom or their bedroom as he loved to call it now. He once again claimed her lips as he slowly lowered her into the mattress, kissing her hard with a sense of urgency.

  He released her briefly to strip out of his clothes without bothering to care about the creases his crisp black suit would get due to his lack of patience. He kept his gaze fixed on her as she stripped out of the rest of her clothing looking like something straight out of a dream. He loved how comfortable she was with her body, how comfortable she was around him.

  He joined her in the bed covering his large body over her small frame. His lips found hers mercilessly sucking and nipping at her now swollen lips. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders letting his dominating mouth take charge of her senses. He released her mouth and started trailing kisses all over her jaw and her neck and then lowering down to her breasts.

  She cried out in pleasure as he nipped and sucked at her bosoms, his hunger penetrating through her veins. Her perfect perky breasts moulded perfectly under his rough palms and her body ached with need and she could not bear this teasing anymore but she knew that he was just getting started.

  His mouth released her breasts and started to move down to get a toned belly, leaving a trail of love bites tainting her flawless skin. Her soft skin burned with need begging for more and more of his touch. His tongue darted out sucking and licking at her naval quickly moving down to the core.

  He slowly parted her legs exposing her wet aching core to him. He brought his palm down to her clit teasing her folds with his rough finger. She chewed on her lower lip holding back a cry of pleasure. “Holding back on me, are we?” he teased her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Let’s see if you can hold it back now” and even before she could register what he had said he buried his face in between her thighs.

  Ira’s breathing grew raspy and heavy as warm pleasure burned at the apex of her thighs. She held onto the sheets as jolts and jolts of pleasure kept penetrating through her veins and her groans started to turn to moans and moans to cries. “Victor please!” she cried out and she didn’t know if she was begging him to stop or asking him for more.

  He devoured her like a hungry beast pushing her further and further to her peak. Her thighs began to tremble and he knew that she was close, “Yes baby.” he growled against her throbbing clit and brushed her folds with the pad of his thumb. The mere touch ignited a flame deep within her core pushing her to the edge. He stroked her one more time and she shattered into a million pieces as he consumed her sweet nectar drop by drop.

  He slowly pulled away from her and met her gaze. The usual smirk that always danced on his lips every time he had given her an orgasm was missing. A frown reached her lips instinctively touched her beautiful mouth and the familiar claws of insecurity started clawing back at her chest.

  “Did I do something wrong?” she asked him, her heart pounding in her chest. Her innocent brown eyes were wide and hooded with the fear of uncertainty and no he did not miss it. He slowly leaned into her and gently brushed his lips over hers. “My angel can never do anything wrong,” he assured her with a sense of pride laced in his voice.

  Her frown deepened not understanding what was going on and why now, “Then why that face?” she asked him, she did not understand what had gotten inside him tonight. Has he finally realised that he no longer wanted to be with her and wanted her to leave or was there something else? Both the thoughts unsettled in her belly. But she held onto the tiny ray of hope that kept telling her that this was all in her head.

  He closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh, God She can read him so well. He brought his hand down to her clitoris and rubbed her folds with the pad of his thumb trying to ease up the tension that he could see on her face. She closed her eyes shut and groaned in pleasure, “You are distracting me,” she complained, playfully slapping his hand off her.

  He let out a chuckle, his eyes dancing with mischief, “I’m I? I didn’t know that.” he replied with a fake innocent look on his face. She playfully poked his chest with her index finger and he caught hold of her hand. He stared at her for a long minute studying her beautiful brown eyes. He absently brought her hand to his mouth and pressed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

  “I want to feel you, Angel, I want to feel your warmth around me,” she frowned at him, not understanding what he was saying. Victor couldn’t help but smile at her innocence; his heart puffed with pride that his little angel was far far away from the darkness of the world
and even though he had to explain everything to her it did not bother him one bit.

  He brought his hand to her face and gently caressed her cheeks; she blinked at him with confusion filled eyes but said nothing. “I want to feel your flesh around my cock, baby. I want to make love to you without any barriers.” her cheeks heated up and she absently chewed her bottom lips as she understood what he wanted from her.

  “Will you let me feel you, Angel?” she hesitated for a minute. “What if I.... (she sighed) what if I get pregnant?” she asked him and a smile broke over his beautiful face. He was glad that she was opening up to him. “I will take care of it, and I’m not the kind of a man who would run away from responsibility. If you get pregnant I will marry you and give you and our child my name,” he told her in a perfectly serious tone.

  She stared at him with questioning eyes; does that mean he has no intention of taking her as his wife? The thought broke her heart into a million pieces. Did she think she was anything more than a mistress to him? She suppressed a sob that threatened to burst through her lips. Her eyes had already moistened and she blinked several times hoping that the traitorous tears did not start rolling down her cheek.

  “Yes,” she replied softly and lowered her gaze almost immediately. She didn’t want him to see the pain in her eyes. She knew that she had to drink in her sadness in silence; maybe later before going to bed she could shed a few tears.

  Victor saw the colour fade from her face and her eyes grew sad. His expression suddenly hardened, "You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.” he told her, his tone surprisingly soft.

  She frantically shook her head, “I want to do it,” she protested her eyes suddenly wide with an unfamiliar emotion. Victor studied her face for a minute but did not understand what was wrong, he tried to ask her what the matter was but she wouldn’t say anything. He closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.

  “Baby, please, tell me what’s wrong.” he pleaded to her softly but she refused to tell him anything.

  “I’m fine, Victor. Trust me,” she assured him, plastering a broad smile on her face, a smile that did not quite reach her eyes. She leaned into him and tried to capture his lips with hers but for the first time he resisted. “Angel we are not getting into it until you tell me what the matter is,” he told her, his tone dead serious.

  Tears rimmed her eyes but she was not going to cry in front of him. She didn’t know how long she could hold her emotions in place. She closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. “I’m in love with you, Victor,” she murmured to him, casting her eyes down like she had admitted something shameful to him. His body grew perfectly still and he stared at her beautiful face for a long minute as he tried to digest her words.

  Uncertainty washed over his face and for a minute she felt like somebody had just drilled a hole into her heart. “Say that again,” he demanded, his tone unusually authoritative. Ira frowned at him not understanding his sudden unusual behaviour. “I-I love you,” she whispered to him and a single drop of tear ran down her cheeks. He bent down and kissed away her tears.

  “My angel should never cry, no matter what happens,” he murmured to her and she gave him a sad smile unable to mask her sadness. He slowly pressed his lips on her forehead and laid down on his back pulling her into his chest. He held her close to his chest simply enjoying her warmth pressing against his chest.

  “Angel, there’s something I need to tell you.” he started as they lay in each other’s arms. She fluttered her eyes open and waited for him to say whatever he had to say.

  “My meeting with the leader of my rival gang did not go well. There is a huge possibility that he would come after me or you. I want you to stay here at all times. In case you want to go out, two of my armed men will go with you or I will go with you myself but I would prefer if you stay right here in my fortress where I can be assured that you are safe.”

  Her lips curled into a frown, “But I have to go to work,” she reminded him, they had agreed that he would let her keep her day job until her college term started and now he was changing his mind. “No you don’t, listen to me Angel and listen carefully, as long as we don’t sort out this issue you are not getting out of this building and I don’t want to argue with you on this,”

  He slid off the bed and walked straight to his bathroom not giving her a chance to argue.

  First, he refuses to make love to her even after she agreed to do as he wished and then he technically locks her up in his fortress. She closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh, this was the life she had chosen for herself and she had to bear with all that came with it, even at the cost of her own broken heart.

  CHAPTER 17

  In her entire twenty years of life, Ira had never been in such a messed up situation. On one side her affair with Victor was in full bloom and on the other side the looming darkness of reality was getting dangerously close. She was well aware of the fact that their nameless relationship was timed and one day though not anytime soon, the spell would wear off and she would be back on square one with a broken heart.

  But she was not ready for it; in her brief two-week-long affair she had grown so attached to him that the mere thought of things ending between them made her heart sink. “Stop overthinking this you idiot.” she scolded herself. Her love life was fine, Victor was fine; he cared for her well, not once did he make her feel unloved or unwanted then why these doubts? But still, it was way too early to make that statement.

  It was the fact that she had confessed her love to him and he hadn’t said it back to her that had been eating her up from the inside. Maybe he was just too uncomfortable in expressing his emotions but the thought did not comfort her one bit. Her parents' failed relationship was a clear indication that love was nothing but a sham. But what she shared with Victor was completely different from what her parents had shared with each other.

  But that doesn’t mean she was ready to drop her guard down. She had seen how her mother’s relationship had ended and she was not going to let something like that happen to her. She was not going to let her ‘affair’ come in the way of her responsibilities. Especially the ones she had towards her family. She had lost her one job and she could not afford to lose another.

  The truth was he did not love her nor did he have any intention of spending his life with her. Whatever they have between them was just an illusion, a beautiful dream that would eventually come to an end when that would happen her entire life would fall apart and she did not want to lose complete control over her life.

  The thought of this coming to an end breaks her heart but she knew that it was better if she braced herself now then letting time make it more difficult for her to take this in. But then again, things have been going on nothing but fine, mighty fine if she could call it that. He has been treating her like a princess and there was nothing more she could ask of him.

  Then why the uncertainty?

  It all started that night when he had asked her if he could feel her without a barrier, which he never brought up again. He had misunderstood her disappointment to be her decline and he as the perfect gentleman who did not push it further. ‘Stop overthinking, Ira, it’s all in your head.’ she would tell herself several times and yet nothing would change.

  She had spoken to her mother the other day and hearing her happy voice after such a long time had brought a smile to her face. Like promised Victor was taking care of her family; He had got them out of that shitty house they were living in and moved them to a safer neighborhood where they were well cared for.

  “Where did all that money come from?” her mother had asked her a number of times the last time she had called her and she had cleverly waved off her questions with a bunch of lies. She knew that her mother would never be able to bear the thought of her daughter being in a relationship with a gangster.

  “Ira, I did not know you were coming back to work today.” somebody spoke behind her and she almost dropped the cartons of orange juice she had been cataloguing. She had nearly
had a heart attack and the only person she could blame is her only best friend.

  “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Kajal states with no hint of regret on her face.

  Ira took a deep calming breath and continued with her task. “Neither did I,” she replied and Kajal frowned at her not understanding the context of her statement. “I mean, I didn’t know if I was going to be able to come today,” she replied honestly. For some odd reason, the guy guarding her door had left his post which had given her the chance to sneak out without being stopped.

  She knew that what she did was probably stupid and immature but she had no other choice. He had trapped her in his penthouse not letting her go to her fucking job, but she did leave a note saying that she would be back by evening once she's done with her shift. Hopefully, she could go back home before Victor finds out that she is gone. He was out of town on business and wouldn’t be at the club before nightfall or at least that’s what Kevin had told her this morning.

  Kajal frowned at her, “What’s wrong? Is he keeping you against your will or something?” Ira shook her head frantically, her eyes wide with disbelief.

  “Nothing that sort happened, we have been too occupied with… ourselves that we did not get time for anything else,” she replied, she knew what that sounded like but at least it was better than giving her confidential gang-related information that Victor had trusted her with.

  Kajal stared at her for a long minute as she processed what she had just said and then covered her mouth in disbelief as her words finally started making sense to her. “Oh my God! Does that mean you guys…Oh, my God! TELL ME EVERYTHING AND SPARE NO DETAILS.” she squealed happily, clapping her hands like an excited little child. A few disapproving customers glanced their way and Ira glared at her. She reminded her that they were at their workplace and this kind of behaviour would seriously put them in trouble.