Page 57 of Married to the Mafia Monster

We hold each other tightly, the reality of our growing family sinking in. “I’m so happy,” I say, feeling tears of joy well up in my eyes. “I can’t wait to start this journey with you.”

He pulls back slightly, looking into my eyes. “We need to start thinking about where we want to live, how we want to decorate the nursery. Our baby deserves nothing but the best.”

I nod, the excitement building. “I’ve been thinking about that too. Maybe something with a lot of light, warm colors. A place where we can make beautiful memories.”

“Ricardo offered to build us a house anywhere we want, said we earned him enough money to build in the middle of Central Park.”

He smiles, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Although, not just stay in the hotel? Room service and someone else cleans, what more do we need?”

“I love you, Alex,” I whisper, my heart full. “I’d stay in the streets if it meant being with you forever.”

“I love you too, Bella,” he replies, his voice soft and filled with emotion. “And how about a penthouse? I think you deserve it after everything you’ve been through.”

“I guess I could slum it in a penthouse if I absolutely have to.”

FORTY

Bella

Four Years Later…

The lobby of our hotel is bustling with activity, the hum of conversation and the occasional clink of glasses creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere.

I stand at the front desk with Lily, who has been managing the place with incredible skill and dedication. Owning two hotels now, I feel a sense of pride and accomplishment that’s hard to put into words.

“You know, Bella, we might need to expand the staff again,” Lily says, glancing at the booking chart. “We’re almost fully booked for the next few months.”

I nod, a smile spreading across my face. “That’s a good problem to have. Let’s start interviews next week.”

Lily grins. “You’re doing an amazing job, you know that?”

I return her smile, feeling a rush of gratitude. “I couldn’t have done it without you, Lily. You’ve been my rock.”

Just then, the doors swing open and Alex walks in. He’s been an incredible father to our child, and his first book has been a huge success, with talks of it being turned into a movie.

Ricardo, his boss, even agreed to be the godfather, which seemed fitting given that he’s a mob boss with kids of his own.

Alex spots me and his eyes light up. He makes his way over, and I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement every time I see him. “Hey, beautiful,” he says, leaning in to kiss my cheek. “Can I steal you for a moment?”

I nod, my heart skipping a beat. “Of course.”

He leads me to a side room, away from the busy lobby. Once the door closes behind us, he turns to me, his eyes darkening with desire. “Did you do as I say?”

A shiver runs down my spine as I nod. “Yes.”

“Show me,” he commands, his voice low and filled with promise.

I bend over, lifting my dress to reveal my bare, glistening pussy, and his breath hitches audibly. “No panties like you ordered.”

I can feel his eyes on me, taking in the sight of my exposed flesh, and it sends a shiver of desire down my spine. "Good girl," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with lust.

He steps closer, his hands gently caressing my hips, and I can feel the heat radiating off of him. His touch sends sparks of pleasure shooting through me, and I bite my lip to stifle a moan.

His fingers find their way to my most sensitive spot, and he begins to rub slow circles around my clit. My body responds immediately, my hips bucking involuntarily as the pleasure builds.

I can feel the slick wetness of my arousal coating his fingers, and it makes me even more turned on. I know we have to be quiet, with guests just outside the door, but the thrill of it only heightens the experience.

I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, my breath coming in short gasps as he continues to work my clit.

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