Entangled With The Mafia Lord

I shook my head in reply, my heart tightening at the thought of her having sleepless nights or being this scared due to what happened to her this morning and afternoon. Hopefully she’d get over it soon, which suddenly reminded me of Nicole who took a bullet to her shoulder. Aria didn’t get a scratch on her body but I could tell it wouldn’t be less terrifying for her since all these are new to her- unlike Nicole whom already have a good idea of what we were low key involved in.

I shook my head before asking, “Have you eaten yet? Did you finally go down stairs?”

Aria shook her head and bit on her lower lips, her fingers fiddling with the cord of the earbuds, she opened and closed and opened her mouth again before finally deciding on saying whatever was on her mind.

“How old is your sister?”

“She’s sixteen years old.” I replied quietly.

“Oh my gosh, and she got shot? And her twin is kidnapped somewhere?” She asked in shock.

I glanced at her before glancing away, does she think I didn’t know that? Or that I was thrilled all this was happening? I shook my head before massaging the curve of my neck with my fingertips to chase away the strain a little.

I felt Aria’s warm palm land on my back before her voice drifted into my ears in a quiet “Hey?”

“Year?” I mumbled quietly, my fingertips still trailing over the sore spots in my neck which are in dire need of a massage.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“I’m sorry, alright? I didn’t mean to sound like that… I was just too shocked and scared for her. I can’t even begin to imagine how she feels right now after how much she cried this afternoon.”

“It’s fine,” I replied, I couldn’t begin to imagine how she’d probably felt when she heard that her twin has been kidnapped. With Nicole being the twin of Nicolas, they’ve shared such a tight bond while growing up. They involved us in their life quite well but because Tristan and I were no way in their age group, it made connecting to her twin brother very much easier.

Sigh. I was thinking about Nicolas again.

“Are you sure?” She asked tentatively, and that was the minute when I noticed that her palm was still resting on my back, the warm ness seeping into the light shirt I threw on this afternoon after having my wound stitched.

“I am.” I grunted out, I flexed my shoulders around to take the ache away from my joint a little. Lord, if the plan goes successful tonight, I’ll soak in a warm bathtub full of water tonight before sleeping until Sunday.

I dropped my head back without realizing it and landed softly on Aria’s stomach. I was taken aback because I didn’t even know when she knelt down behind me on the bed.

“I’m also sorry about all I said this afternoon,” She paused before continuing, “I mean, not all I said was wrong but I’m sorry about how I sounded. After thinking about it, I realized how insensitive I sounded.”

I didn’t bother saying anything since I felt there was still more to come, I also didn’t bother lifting my head away from its position on her stomach, if she shifted a little, I’d be able to feel her boobs on my head.

After a little while, I felt her second hand join her first hand on my back, only this time, she dragged them to my neck side and started to knead the taunt joints tentatively. I moaned softly before I could stop it from slipping out, damn it was so good. I leaned my whole back on her completely and felt her warm thighs resting on my back through my shirt, I’ve never hated a shirt the way I hated mine this minute.

“And I’m sorry for thinking you’d be wanting to get in my pants immediately when you whole concern was on your siblings, I’m really sorry… I’m not that insensitive honestly, I guess I was nervous and um,” She paused and took a deep breath before continuing.

“I was nervous because I figured out that I was starting to care about you more than I should since we literally just met a week ago and you’ve managed to turn my whole life around in one day and showing me that stuffs like this actually happens in real life and not just in Wattpad novels and movies.”

I absorbed all that she said with half my brain while the remaining half was trying not to fall asleep under the light massage she was performing on my neck.

So she indeed liked me, and there I was trying to deny to myself that I don’t like her one bit. I guess she was right in saying it was kind of unreal since we just met three or four days ago and those days had been filled with tough sexual longing in both parts. The day before yesterday when I couldn’t resist the pull her lips were having on my brains, I had pulled her against the glass in the elevator and kissed the wind out of her… I remembered lifting her two hands and holding them captive way above her head before nudging her neck sideways and proceeding to graze my teeth slowly against the sensitive skin on her neck and sucking each spot into my mouth to swipe my tongue against every inch of her enticing neck.

The elevator finally stopped and we had no choice than to step into the meeting that day with her appearing really flustered and feverish looking due to how pink her face was and me having to go through the pain of conducting a meeting with a hard on throughout.

“Auden? Auden?” Hey hands shook my shoulders a little and I blinked a little on realizing that I’ve zoned out on whatever it was she was saying.