The Badass Mafia Boss Queen

I jumped at his sharp reply. He suddenly dropped his head into his hands. “Ugo God, I’m sorry I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I…” When he glanced up, he looked heartbroken. “I didn’t mean to scare you. He said, shaking his head.

The rain dripped from his hair into his eyes. He looked dismal and beautiful, all at once. I found myself wanting nothing more than to make him happy again. This scared me even more than the words that had come out of his mouth.

I smiled at him. It took him a while, but he did smile back, faintly. “Can we start over?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” he said with honesty. “Do you think we can do that?”

I considered and smiled wider. “Yes, we can. I’m Ugo Chike, what’s your name?”

Hollis smiled a little wider too. “You know, no one has ever dared to ask me that question in a really long time. Everybody calls me Boss and the people that come after them follow the thread.”

I waited, tapping my foot in the puddle we had been left standing in. I tried to imagine what it’s like to be so powerful, yet unable to walk away. Must be draining.

“I’m Hollis Genovese.” He flashed a smile and we shook hands.

“Nice to meet you, Hollis Genovese.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Mrs. Genovese.” He corrected with a wink.

“Oh come on…” I laughed heartily, sparing a glance at my gorgeous engagement ring. “Now that sounds like a good way to start over.”

Hollis chuckled lightly, slowly picking up his good mood. I was relieved. Thunder and lightning crashed, and we ran the rest of the way home. It felt incredible. Seeing him so free and at ease, engaging in a rain chase with me while we could get to a shade and send for a car to pick us up.

The fog was blinding, so he had to shepherd our way. I was startled by the two soaked guards who appeared out of the fog as we neared the property line. They quickly receded when they saw Hollis.

We made it back to the house, breathless, covered in mud, and soaking wet. Hollis removed his shoes.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Wait here,” he ordered with renewed energy and ran off through the main house.

He came back with a bath towel in his hand, helped me remove my footwear, draped the towel around my body and carried me up into the house.

Once we got to our room, he turned on the room’s heater and underground feet warmer. Something about experiencing luxury… An underground foot warmer, who would have thought such a thing existed. Damn!

“Go take a shower before you catch a cold Ugo.” he told me. Placing a clean towel on a wall clip, he started pulling off his wet shirt.

“What about you?” I asked

“I’ll wait my turn.” He replied.

I didn’t know what came over me or what I was thinking. But I shocked even myself with the next words I uttered.

“There are two shower faucets and a bathtub in the bathroom. We can bathe at once. It won’t be nice if you stay here drenched, waiting for me.” Hollis looked at me, in obvious shock.

“I’ll join you on one condition.” I arched my brow and stared at him. “You’ll let me bathe you.”

My nipples grew hard instantly and strained the fabric of my drenched top. Thanks to the bathrobe covering my body, It would have been an erotic spectacle for Hollis. Instead of saying no to his offer, which was the logical reply to give. I accepted!

“Deal.” I said and he smiled.

He came closer and helped remove the almost soaked bathrobe from my body. Then he went ahead with helping me undress.

Shivering from the touch of his hand, I let him remove my clothes. Before I could grasp the thought that I was standing naked before him, he had already wrapped me up in the clean dry towel from the wall clip.

The air in the room felt heated and awkward. I swear, I could hear the sound of our breaths. He carried me into the bathroom and placed me down, close to the sink before moving to fix the bathing water.

I watched him move with precision, flexing the muscles in the exposed upper part of his body while at it. He turned on the bathroom warmer and proceeded with running the bath.

In barely a minute, the temperature in the room became warm enough. When he was done with the bathtub, he stepped aside and asked me to step in.

Lust filled me up, but I gulped down, trying to rein myself. Pushing the towel off my body, I stepped into the bathtub. Hollis stared lustfully at my body like he’d seen the rarest form of goddess in human form and that only made me more hot and needy.

I knew what to do, how to get what I want, if I really wanted to. But, do I really want to fuck this man. I could throw my worries to the winds and have a good lay just like I’d wanted to, the night after the dinner. But right now, my brain is working overtime more than that night.

Fucking Hollis might be the worst decision I would ever make. Because it will definitely complicate things. It might make it harder for me to walk away when the time comes. But how was I going to keep sexually-sane living in the same house with such a perfect looking man.

Kneeling beside the bathtub, Hollis scrubbed my hands gently with a soapy sponge. My gaze went to his face and I swallowed hard. ‘How can a man be this handsome, oh god’

“The club will be having its first exclusive night next weekend.” He said to me as he washed under the breasts.

Thankful that he brought up a discussion worthy of redirecting my attention from what his touch was doing to me, I spoke up. “Can I come?” My voice, Christ! It sounded so strange even to me.

“Do you want to come?” He asked me.

I nodded. “Only if you’ll go too.” I added, surprising him. “What is the exclusive night about?”

“We’re opening up those rooms you saw. For the first time.”

“People are going to be making use of the rooms?” My interest peaked.

“Yes.”

“I want to go.” I announced.

He laughed cutely. “I know you do I have a couple of things to take care of this coming week. If I’m unable to go with you, I’ll tell Maxine to take you.”

Surprisingly he was done bathing me in minutes and he pulled me into a dry towel and had me move down to my part of the walk-in closet.

I was still in a towel surfing through my wardrobe when I heard the closet door open and close again. I knew it was Hollis, he was done bathing. The demarcation between our closets offered each of us privacy, preventing us from seeing each other unless we opened the door attached to the expensive demarcation-frame.

But, the privacy could only stop us from seeing but not hearing each other’s voice. I heard a soft-deep throaty moan from Hollis’s side and I paused, and listened again. The moans became louder and more intense.

My blood boiled. Is there a woman sucking him off inside there? How dare he!

I stormed toward the door and pushed it open. The sight before me made my blood run cold.