Chapter 11: Chapter 10 - She is different

Raphael POV I wake up, don’t know what time it is but fuck that, I have her in my bed, tangled in me. I can feel her soft breathing against my bare chest skin. She smells so good, she smells of honey and coconut.

Her smell drives me wild. I hold her tight and I feel her body adjusting to my grip.

“Good morning” – she says still with her eyes closed “Hi” – I say trying to seem colder than what I wanted to be.

“What time is it?”

“Do I look like a watch to you?” – I say regretting immediately my words when she pushed her body away from me.

“I’m sorry” – she says getting out of the bed and holding her body.

“Look, I know what happened was fucked up, but I am no prince charming coming to save you”

“I never said I wanted a prince charming, they are overrated” – she says, I want to laugh but I keep my serious face while she looks at me raising one eyebrow.

“Look, I know you hate me, and I don’t particularly like you either so let’s keep this simple”

“I don’t hate you, I don’t love you, but I don’t hate you, you saved me last night and for that I will be forever grateful” – she says interrupting me “Don’t do that, don’t ever fucking to that again” – I say while I stand up “What do you mean?” – She looked confused I walk towards her towering her small frame “Don’t EVER interrupt me again” – I say close to her ear “Otherwise I will have to punish you”

“You know what? FUCK YOU Raphael, I thought that after what happened yesterday you would be a bit less of an ogre towards me, but fuck me was I wrong” – she storms towards the bathroom locking both doors “I have a spare key if I want to go in, locking the door won’t do shit” – I say with a grin on my face “You wouldn’t dare” – she shouts from inside the bathroom.

“Try me”

I heard the water from the sink being turned on and I started to remember her having a panic attack yesterday and I feel compelled to open the fucking door and hold her. But I can’t, she wouldn’t fit in this world, but I do want to fuck her, hard, no mercy. But even I know that today is not the day, not after she almost being raped.

My phone starts to ring and I answer “This better be important” – I bark “Boss, we sent Karkov’s head to his family in Russia”

“Good, keep an eye on the business today, I need to be a fucking CEO today” – I know it is Sunday but I have some paperwork to take care of and that is important, just because I run a mafia doesn’t mean I can overlook my business.

“Sure boss”

I hang up to see her looking at me with those piercing green eyes, fuck me I want to touch her so bad, I feel myself smirk looking at her “I want to go home” – she says I grab my phone and call Joseph “I need you to take Olivia home, NOW”

“I’ll get the car ready boss”

“Joseph has the car ready to take you home”

I see the disappointment in her eyes and I turn my back walking towards the dressing room. I take a deep breath and I can see through the mirror she’s collecting her things from the floor looking at me and leaving with her eyes on the floor I punch the wall “FUCK” my cock is so hard it hurts. I better have a cold shower and take care of this.

I turn the shower on and I walk in, not even the cold water is helping my excitement, so I decide to take care of that myself, It’s been a few years since the last time I had to do this myself.

I grab my cock with my right hand and I start moving my hand up and down, imagining Olivia on her knees sucking my cock from top to bottom, grabbing my balls and putting them in her mouth while her hands play with my dick. Oh fuck me I’m going to cum, I can’t remember the last time I came this fast and this easy, specially using my own hand. What the fuck is this woman doing to me?

I finish my shower and I get out wrapping a towel around my waist, looking in the mirror on top of the sink, I brush my teeth and comb my hair back, put some aftershave and deodorant leaving the bathroom and going to the dressing room.

I grab a pair of back Calvin Klein boxer shorts, a dark blue Armani suit, a white shirt and a dark blue tie, I throw it all on the bed and I start to get dressed. I look at myself in the mirror “This is what I always wanted, why am I feeling so empty without her?” I think to myself.

I walk towards the dresser grabbing a pair of Armani sunglasses and a black rollex watch. I grab my black Gant shoes and walk out towards the kitchen where Maria was cooking what I assumed to be lunch.

“Good morning” – I say walking into the kitchen looking for coffee “Someone woke up in a bad mood” – she says “I’m sorry” – I say walking towards her and giving her a cuddle.

“I saw the girl leaving earlier, she seemed different from your usual type”

“I didn’t fuck her if that’s what you’re implying”

“Language” – she looks at me mad “Yeah, sorry”

“She is pretty”

“Stop it Maria, not happening” – I say getting annoyed “Okay” – she says continuing to cook “What are you cooking?” – I ask trying to make up to her “Beef stew, want some?”

“No thanks, I’m not hungry and I need to go to the office deal with some incompetent assholes”

She looks at me giving me a reprimand look and I give her a kiss on the cheek and leave walking towards the door, I don’t fancy driving today so I grab my phone and call for a town car.

I get in the car and instruct the driver to take me to my office, I see NYC pass through the window but all I see are those beautiful green eyes looking into my soul. My phone starts ringing and I answer “Hello?”

“Raphael, this is Lucas”

“What can I do for you?”

“What happened to Olivia last night? I saw you carrying her out of the Gala yesterday”

“There was some issues and I dealt with them, she should be home” – I say trying not to feel angry that he wants to know how she is, “Don’t fuck with her Raphael”

“Or what?” – I ask with spite on my voice “I will fucking kick your ass”

“I would like to see you try” – and I hung up.

How come that woman has to be so appealing?