LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

The driver dropped Serena off at the house she assumed she was going to be living in from now onwards. She went inside and was greeted by the maid who was in charge of cleaning, she observed that the house contained antiques and she was a very huge fan of old things and so she busied herself looking all over, excited at some things she found that dated back into the 18th century.

After tiring herself out, she busied herself in the kitchen preparing dinner for herself and then considered preparing for Damon although she had no idea if he was going to be back that day or the following. She knew he had gone to meet his mistress and she had no problem with that so she did not understand why she felt jealous and uncomfortable with the fact that she knew he was probably having sex with a woman at that very moment. She did not want to sleep with him and she knew he did not want to sleep with her also, he had made that abundantly clear but shouldn’t he accord her respect by not visiting his mistresses when she had the knowledge of it?. Not like she had anybody whom she loved since her boyfriend broke up with her, she cleared her head by shaking it promising herself to not think about what it was her husband was doing. After preparing the food, she took a bath, ate and occupied herself with reading a book in bed. It was past twelve before she felt movements by the bed, she realized Damon was back from wherever he went to and he was trying so hard not to wake her but she was a very light sleeper.

“You are back”

“Yes, go back to sleep” he replied her

She muttered something indiscernible and went back to snoring softly. Damon came over to the side of the bed she lay and watched her chest rise and fall with each breath, she was beautiful and very pleasing to look at. He had just broken off his relationship with Judith and he had no idea why he did so, maybe it was because of how hurt she was when he had shunned her earlier in the day. He brushed the hair over her head and watched her smile in her sleep revealing dimpled cheeks. He wondered what it was she was dreaming of that was making her smile that way. He bent and planted a kiss on her forehead, she sighed and muttered the name Jakes which caused him to pause in his step. Blood rushed into his head and anger flooded his mind, who the hell was Jakes, he thought and considered waking her up to ask the question but changed his mind. They were going to talk about it in the morning, he saw she had prepared a meal for him but did not touch it as he was still angry that she had mentioned a man’s name in her sleep.

Serena was having the most wonderful dream, she was with Jakes and all of her problems were non existent, they had gotten married and he was the most loving of all husbands. A hand was caressing her breast, it was Jakes and she loved it. She moaned under her breath, pressing his hand over her breast, her hands trailing over his well sculpted chest. She heard him groan as his mouth closed over her nipples and his hand trailed down to raise her nightgown and caress her clit. The most wonderful of all feelings assaulted her senses and she opened up wider for him to continue fingering her, the things she was feeling were so real she wondered if she was actually in a dream or the dream was being married to that arrogant man. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Damon’s face buried in her chest, his mouth on her nipples. She screamed and threw him off, gathering her nightie over her chest as he watched her with hooded sensual eyes.

“Are you crazy? What the fuck are you doing?”

“Who is Jakes?” He threw at her

“My ex boyfriend”

“What happened between you two?”

“That is none of your business, I thought we agreed you would never touch me.”

“We did but you were touching me first, it was hard to not react.”

“I never did”

“You thought I was Jakes, you were muttering his name and trailing your hands all over my chest.”

Serena gulped afraid to believe that he is as right and she had attacked him first.

“I am sorry” she saidThis content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“It’s alright, I rather enjoyed your little moans of pleasure. Although next time, I would be the one doing the touching and believe me when I say you won’t be moaning another man’s name.” He said smiling devilishly at her before turning over and going to sleep.

She saw he was butt naked and gulped again deciding not get into the bed with him before she did something stupid like touch him again. She walked to the sitting room and turned on the television pretty sure she could not sleep again, she was on the Tv quite alright captioned as the “backstreet girl who married the prince.”

She screamed and this brought Damon to her side immediately, she pointed at the television where her face was photoshopped with that of a beggar on the street and while she listened, she was called a gold digger and a lucky girl to have attracted the son of a billionaire and a millionaire in his own right.

Damon gritted his teeth as he watched the newscaster call Serena all sort of gutter names, he was sure this was the work of his ex Cassandra, the need to address this issue had just skyrocketed. He looked over to where Serena sat wide eyed swallowing every bad word that was being said about her.

“Welcome to my world” he told her.