MY MAFIA - CHAPTER 3&4

❃ The Kiss ❃

“What exactly should I do with it?” He asked again, pointing the P@?tî?? forward to her.

Briskly, she trots forward to him snapping the P@?tî?? from his hand, hugging it to herself with her eyes roving about the maids who are silently mocking her.

Fuming she looks back at him to give him the piece of her mind but before she could even utter a word, he got into the car, slamming the door to her face.

“Ugh!! That ugly dwarf!” She grits, then march inside only to meet her Mom in the living room, seated on one of the sofa with a magazine in her hand she’s actually reading.

“Oh darling you’re back” Her Mother, Mrs Luigi Tomaso, stood dropping the magazine, she made to hug her but Keziah ignored her, slumping on the sofa instead grumpily.

“Darling?” Her mother sat beside her who has her arms folded with a fuming expression on.

“What happened darling, why do you look so irritated?” Mrs Luigi asked concerned but she refuses to give an answer.

“Baby come on talk to me, who angered you darling…who dares!” She demanded firmly, this time around, Keziah faces her puffing.

“I got bullied! I got bullied!! This is so unfair!” She whined.

“Got bullied? By who? Who dares!”

“By that ugly hog! He bullied me in front of the maids! He abashed me!!!” She grutch dramatically.

“What’s with the noise here?” A voice however suddenly asked from above getting their attention. They both look up to see Mr Marco standing by the banister, looking down at them.

“Daddy!” She squeals, getting up from the sofa and running to him but then he gestured for her to stop with his palm, his expression as cold as ice.

Keziah stopped, her expression falling.

“Since you’re here, you might as well compose yourself. Live as if you don’t exist, that’s the only way we can live in peace in this house” He said icily and without waiting for her response, he turns leaving upstairs.

Keziah sniffs.

“Did Dad just…told me to live as if I don’t exist?”

“Darling, don’t listen to him. He’s just in a bad mood he doesn’t mean what he said.”

“I know he doesn’t like me much but I’m still his daughter…must he be so cruel to me? We haven’t seen each other for three years now Mom” She whimpered.

“Dear…I’ll talk to him. I assure you he doesn’t mean anything he says. Don’t take his words to heart okay? Let me go talk to him…go rest in your room I already told the maids to prepare something. I’ll be back, love you” Her mother kissed her cheek then hurry up the stairs while she sniffs again, wiping he tears.

SOME MINUTES LATER.

Keziah walks down the stairs dressed in tank top and shorts. Her hair neatly packed in a ponytail. Famished, she walks over to the kitchen to check if the maids we’re done with the food but rather surprised to see Maximo sitting in the living room, going through the magazine Mrs Luigi was looking at earlier.

“Max?” She calls walking closer to him.

“Baby doll…” He drops the magazine then stood up, giving her a peck on the lips.

“Why are you here, I thought you had some business to tend to?” She questioned.

“I missed my love so I hurried back” He smiles sweetly, she couldn’t help blushing.

“You came back for me?” She cooled, welcoming a large smile on her lips.

Maximo steps closer pulling her to himself.

“You smell nice baby doll…I’m getting turned on just by the whiff of your scent alone. How do you take responsibility for this uh?” He mumbles, taking in her scent. She blushes harder, staying still, he heartbeat already going in a frenzy.

“Do you remember what I said earlier in the car…what did I told you home is for uh?” He asked, his lips softly meeting her neckline. She closes her eyes tilting her neck to a side, her breathing instantly became irregular.

Her body shook, and the hairs on her body stood erected already reacting to his touch.

“Fuc_” She was about responding but then her stomach suddenly grumbles aloud, interrupting her.

Maximo couldn’t help chuckling at this, he pulls away from her while she looks away, biting her lower lip.

“Why don’t we feed that stomach of yours first, come on?” He held her hand while she smiles shyly.

“Is the food not ready yet?” Maximo asked as they walk to the dining together.

“It is Sir, we’re just about setting the table” One of the maids replied.

“Sit” Maximo said to Keziah but she decline.

“Let me get my parents first” She said and without waiting for his reply, she dashes upstairs.

“That cute little thing…” Maximo chuckled, shaking his head.

* * *.

Getting to her parent’s room, she knocked but got no response. After knocking endlessly, she opens the door not to find anyone there. They must be in her father’s study, she thought making her way there. As predicted, they were really there cause she could hear their voices already.

She was about knocking on the door when she heard something which made her stops midway.

“Then you should have ki||ed him along!! When you cleared his family up you should have eliminated him then!! Why? You think hiding your daughter in some country will keep her safe forever?? This isn’t some f-__-king hide and seek game…”

“ki||? What are they talking about….?” Keziah thought, placing her ear on the door to hear the conversation clearly.

“You think I don’t know! You think I’m also happy keeping my only child apart from me? I have to do this to protect her at least! we don’t even know if that kid is alive or not! If he’s planning to pay us back for kil_”

“Baby doll?” Keziah jolted away from the door on hearing a voice calling her suddenly.

“What…are you doing?” Maximo raises a brow at her.

“I…I…i was trying to…to” She shuttered, not finding an appropriate word to answer.

Mr Marco and his wife must have heard their voices from inside cause at that moment they both came out of the study.

“Keziah darling…what are you doing here?” Her mother asked.

“Mom…Daddy, dinner is ready. You should come down now” She forced a smile at them.

“Ohh…okay” Her mother gave her a look.

“Maximo, you’re here” Mr Marco said rather.

“Yeah…I couldn’t bear to be apart from her I guess” He smiles, slipping his arm around Keziah’s waist.

“Aww…that’s so sweet of you. Why don’t we all head down for dinner, we can talk from there, I’m sure we all have a lot to talk about” Mrs Luigi smiles softly at them.

“Sure…Mother, after you” Maximo returned the smile while Mr Marco only kept a straight face.

DINING.

“Ugh!! Just how much pleased I am right now” Mrs Luigi smiles gleefully.

“I’ve always looking forward to when I’ll have meal together with my family complete like this, it’s been three years now…this is so great. I’m happy” She giggled.

“Darling, let’s go shopping together tomorrow. I’ve always wanted to do that you don’t know. I’ve listed a tons of things to do with you when you come back home. Go shopping, the Spa…have our hairs done, go on dates and do a lot of fun things together” She beams.

“Ah right! Your father goes hiking on weekends, you’ve always wanted to go along with him right? Let’s go together this weekend, we can also go on picnic…should we just have a short trip? The three of us?? What do you think, would you like that?” Mrs Luigi asked Keziah who only focuses on her food, what she overheard earlier in their study wouldn’t stop disturbing her.

“There won’t be any need for that” Mr Marco said instead, getting them all to look at him.

“What…do you mean by that?” Mrs Luigi asked slowly.

“Maximo and Keziah would be having their wedding this weekend, it has been decided” He replied sternly.

“This…this weekend? Daddy, that’s like three days to come” Keziah furrow a brow.

“Exactly. Is that too late?” He asked back unmoved.

“No I mean, don’t I get some time to take a breath, settle down and catch up with my family and friends…at least?” She asked.

“You came home to get married, innit? You can do all that in your husband’s house”

“But_”

“Unless you don’t wanna get married and return to the Philippines, say no more” He impeded her sternly while she swallowed her words, a little pissed.

She looks at her mother who said nothing and scoffs.

Seems she also agrees with him. There’s no use arguing over it.

It’s decided like he said.

“I’m sleeping over at Maximo’s tonight” She announced, not giving any of them a look.

“But you just came back today darling, it’s only right you stay here” Her mother urge.

“Well since someone is so eager to send me off might as well just buzz of like he wants. I’m going with him once he’s leaving. That’s my decision” She said firmly. Mrs Luigi looks over to Maximo.

“Erm, baby doll. Why don’t you just stay here tonight. Take a rest we can always meet again tomorrow?” Maximo said but she ignored him.

“You know as your father stated earlier, we’re getting married pretty soon which only means you have limited time to spend with your family….you still have to take a breath like you said earlier also, catch up and settle_”

“I don’t have anyone to catch up with. They don’t seem interested in me so just take me with you, don’t try to talk me out of it cause I’ve already made up my mind” She drops her spoon and stood.

“I’m done eating. I’ll go get dressed so wait up. Don’t even think of leaving without me” She gave him a stern look before walking out of the dinning.

“Seems like she can’t be persuaded, just give up on the thought Mrs Luigi. I’m sorry to say but she’s mine tonight” Maximo smirks while Mrs Luigi sighs out deeply.

Mr Marco didn’t even bother saying anything but only digs into his food.

MAXIMO’S MANSION.

Keziah wowed as she steps out of the car, gaping at the huge mansion in front of her.

No doubt it’s a very classic house which screams out wealth and more wealth. Her father’s house was nothing compared to this mansion like castle she is right now.

She has only seen magnificent mansions like this in movies, it feels weird and unreal to be standing in front of one right now.

“Shall we?” Maximo’s voice brought her back from her reverie, he began heading inside and she quickly follows suit, her eyes lingering about the luxury she finds herself.

She couldn’t help drooling as she trails behind him, compared to the outside, the inside was much more insane.

It’s as if everything in the house is made up of gold and silver.

Everything just keep glistening and shimmering on her.

From the mable floors to the enormous chandelier hanging down from the ceiling.

What can she say?

Everything is just too dazzling that she couldn’t help but be dazzled.

If she gets married to him, does that mean she’ll have to wake up every day in this riches and glory.

With her mouth slightly open, still gaping at the awesome view of the house, she lingers behind Maximo through golden staircase which leads upstairs, till they got to a particular door, which he opens by punching in some figures.

“This…is your room?” She couldn’t help asking as she follows him inside. It was just like a suite on its own. So spacious and alluring.

Maximo didn’t bother answering, he walks over to his king sized bed and pick up a cigarette which was tossed on it.

Lightening it up, he began smoking it, puffing out some air both from his mouth and nostrils.

“Come closer” He hoarsely said to her and she did immediately, strangely developing some fears for him. Maybe she was just too intimidated from all she saw.

He wasn’t just a rich business man as she had assumed.

He’s much more than someone she could ever imagined.

Certainly, she’s not in his league.

After taking third whiff of the cigarette, he tossed it somewhere then lunged at her, his lips smashing wildly on hers suddenly. Unexpected.

A sharp gasp left her mouth as she her lips got raided when she at least expected. It was so hard for her to adjust to the kiss since he wasn’t going gentle with her at all.

It was as if his mouth was out there to get her lips, the kiss was rather brash and wild.

Very different from what she imagined her first kiss to be with him.

Briskly, he carried her and drops her on the bed, one by one he began flinging her clothes off her, tearing the tearable.

In a few seconds, she was left naked under him, so was he. He stared lustfully at her body for a while, taking in his lower lip at the same time.

“Baby doll…I swear you’re beautiful” He complimented earning a blush from her.

“Max…please be gentle” She gave him a pleading look which he understood so well. According to his knowledge, he’s her first.

But if only she knows, Maximo doesn’t do gentle.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get over it real quick” Before she could understand what he meant, he pushes himself inside her with all force and she let out a throat cracking scream.

Tried pushing him off her, her fingers pierced into his skin and hot tears streams down her face.

However that doesn’t stop him or even move him at all, he kept on pounding and pounding hard into her ignoring her pleads and cries, until her body adjusted to him. And before she knew it, her excruciating pains were soon replaced by overwhelming pleasure, and unending Mõ@?s.

“f-__-k Maximo!!”

“Harder!!” She screamed all night.

A DAY LATER.

After the wild f-__-k she had had with Maximo a day past, she spent the entire following day almost regretting ever having s£x with him. Her body wouldn’t stop aching and in between her legs sores like mad. She spent almost the entire day in the hot bathtub, easing the pains. It probably wouldn’t be this bad, if he hadn’t had another wild s£x with her the next morning before she left for home.

* * *.

Keziah gulped down the fourth glasses of cognac in a go without battling an eye.

She had actually snuck away from the party she had gone with Maximo earlier after witnessing an heartbreaking scene.

Hot tears stings her eyes as she remembers what she had seen an hour ago which made her left him.

After draining the fifth glass, She picked up her phone and texted Fredo.

💬 Come pick me up. I’m at Gold’s Bar 💬

* * *.

“Get away from me louts!” Fredo was about entering the bar when he heard a familiar voice like Keziah’s.

He went over to where it’s coming from and then saw three hefty guys like thugs by a car, going closer he found her seated on the ground in front of the guys, with one about touching her.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t wanna do that” He spoke out behind them, getting their attention.

“Oh! Ugly hog is here!” She grins drunkenly on seeing him.

“Who are you?” One of the guys asked daringly.

“Someone she knows” He replied flinty.

“Are you kidding me? Boys, get rid of him!” The guy ordered and as the remaining two guys made to attack him, Fredo brought out a gun pointing it at them.

They halted immediately, raising their hands up in surrender.

“f-__-k off” He said impassively and like chickens, the guys trots off without wasting any seconds.

“You’ve got a gun?” Keziah frowns on the floor she is.

“It’s fake” He kept it back in his pocket.

“Get up” He said and she stretches her hand forward.

With a sigh, he took it and help her up but her eyes almost bulge out of its sockets from what he saw.

She was wearing a red spaghetti strap gown which exposes her entire back and stop right at her mid thighs. The front was V_line so almost half of her round B-__-bs were showing, calling out to him. He gulps down nothing, remembering the nude video of her Maximo showed him the other day.

Dang!

A resonating stinging sensation on his cheek however brought him back from his thoughts.

It was Keziah who had actually given him a hot slap on noticing him drooling.

“Get that lustful gaze off me” She spats at him disgustingly, though still drunk.

He twisted his face, massaging his cheek with his tongue.

“And do something about that” She motioned to his bulge tickling under his pants, before staggering away from him.

“$h|t!” Fredo cussed, ruffling his hair.

* * *.

The house was silent by the time Fredo arrived, since It’s already past 11 in the night.

Deciding not to cause any unnecessary alarm, he took her up gently to her room, his plan is just to drop her and leave silently without any problem.

On getting to her room, he opens the door stealthily and walk in gently closing the door back. Then he threw her on the bed harshly. She grumbles drunkenly, tossing around on the bed.

Fredo shook his head and removes her heels, because of her tossing on the bed, her short gown had rolled up to her waist so her @zz in P@?tî?? only is literally $h00ting up at his face. For a while, his eyes stayed glued on it with lustful desires evident on it.

He brought his hand forward to it to give it even just a little press but before he could do that, a knock came on the door.

“Keziah?!” It was Mr Marco’s voice. Fredo’s hand froze midway and his eyes grew big instantly.

“Keziah are you inside. Let’s talk” His voice came again and this time, Keziah tossed mumbling some words.

Fredo’s senses almost flew out of his head, he started thinking of millions scenes of what will happen if Mr Marco catch him in his daughter’s room, late at night, in the dark while she’s drunk.

How will he explain himself?

He’ll probably ki|| him before he could explain anything right?

“Keziah!”

Since she wouldn’t stop mumbling drunken sounds, and Mr Marco on hearing that would definitely wanna come inside the room, having no other choice, he lifted her up from the bed swiftly and carries her to the bathroom. Getting there, he turned on the shower and throw her into it.

At least if her Father hears the shower running he wouldn’t wanna come in further.

“Ahh!” Keziah however shrieks loudly the moment the cold water touches her, she made to run out of it but he pushes her back in it.

“It’s f-__-king cold! Let me go bastard!” She shirlls fighting against Fredo who wouldn’t allow her to come out of it.

“Keziah! What happened!!” Mr Marco shouted on hearing her scream.

“f-__-k!” Fredo cussed silently and step in with her into the shower when she wouldn’t stop fighting him.

“Just shut it for some minutes, will you?” He grits, covering her mouth with his palm but Keziah did the unthinkable by biting on his palm hardly.

“Ah!” He quickly removes his palm from her mouth.

She smirks out drunkenly.

“Bastardo!” She stick out her tongue at him in mockery, using the opportunity to escape from him.

“Da_” Before she could however finish calling, Fredo pulls her back and shut her up in the best way he could think of that particular moment by smashing his lips madly on hers.

Her eyes flew madly open that instant and her body became stiff due to the shock as the shower runs down on both of them, with his lips glued totally on hers.

The door opens.

T.B.C.