Page 14 of The Mafia Man's Baby Deal
“Right, are you thirsty?”she asked.
“Yes.”
“I’ll be right back.Do not go anywhere, that is an order.”
“And what will you do if I disobey your order?”
“I have no problem spanking your ass, Mateo Cole!”With that, she stormed out of the room in disbelief that she had threatened to spank her husband’s ass.
Shaking it from her mind, she went straight to the kitchen, and rather than grab him a nice, strong whiskey, she poured some milk into a saucepan, started heating it up, going straight to the chocolate she had already used tonight.While waiting for her husband to arrive home, she had decided to make herself a delicious hot chocolate.It was so good, and as she had been drinking it, she had felt a little better.This is exactly what Mateo was going to get.
It didn’t take long for the small measure of milk to warm up, and then she added the chocolate, a tiny splash of vanilla, and gave it a little stir.Leaning over, she took a sip, and it tasted good.
Pouring the hot chocolate into the mug, she grabbed the can of whipped cream and squirted a large swirl right on top.Now, his drink was ready for him, and she carried it back through the bathroom, to find him sitting back, waiting.
“What did you get me?”he asked.
“Hot chocolate.”
“Babe, I’d be happy with a whiskey, or a brandy, or even at this rate a fucking large swig of vodka.”
“Good for you, you’re going to have a nice hot chocolate, and seeing as I made this from scratch, you’re going to try it and you’re going to enjoy it.”
“Is that an order?”
“Yeah, it is.”
He chuckled.
“I’ll have a sip right now.”
She stood over the bathtub, arms folded, waiting, and he took a delicate sip, and she even heard a moan.
“That’s good,” he said.
“Yeah, it is.”
And she loved that smile on his lips.
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Mateo expected Ellato leave him to finish washing, but instead she sunk down to her knees and reached over him.He took another sip of the hot chocolate.He still would have loved a whiskey, but she had gone to the effort of making this for him, and he was not going to spoil it, and it helped that it did, in fact, taste damn good.He took another long sip as she lathered up the sponge with some soap.
“Do you want to tell me what happened?”she asked.
Mateo took another drink of his hot chocolate and contemplated telling her.“When I took over, I dealt with one of the Bratva outfits that were making deals with my father.I didn’t like the way they did business, and after I killed him, the deals were still in place.They refused to pack up.So, I had no choice but to threaten.They attempted to get me arrested.Tried to plant drugs in some of my nightclubs.There was even one time they tried to put drugs in my car.”
“They can do that?”
“Babe, they can do whatever they like.As it happens, I may have been the bastard son of a mafia boss, but guess what, this guy has people that like him.”
Ella laughed.“I don’t think I can imagine you’re high up on many people’s Christmas card list.You’re so grumpy.You were always grumpy at work.”
He reached out and stroked one of her curls.She was the only woman to talk to him like he was a real person.She didn’t try to sugarcoat anything.He recalled throughout her time working in his bar, she always advised him that he should attempt to smile more.It might make him feel a little happier if he practiced positive techniques.If it had been anyone else, he would have fucking killed them on the spot.No one told him he was fucking grumpy and lived to tell the tale.Ella was a special person.
“Still, I made their lives a little easier.Dad was a traitor and not to be trusted.Some of the cops he had on his books, when he was bored with them and felt they knew too much, he killed them.I made sure a couple of men didn’t get hurt.They knew it was coming and were able to be elsewhere.They were also able to find the means of staying alive.”
“They now work for you?”
