webnovel

Greytest Desires:A Mafia’s Contract Marriage

A mafia war was coming. The Cosa Nostra(Italians) vs The Bratva(Russians) The odds were not in the favor of the latter. Mirabella Minsky the privileged daughter of the most hated Russian man must do everything to survive.The odds were not in her families favor so what happens when she’s thrust into a contract marriage with a Made Man who detests her guts with ever fiber of his being all for her family’s protection? Grey eyes regarded me with fury and a heated gaze I couldn’t explain.My fists clenched beside me as he got closer backing me to a wall. “Stay away from me”I gritted out,the wall cold against my back,he cocked his head that mischievous smirk appearing “Stay away?That’s not what you were saying last night”His thumb grazed my arm slowly trailing upwards “It was the alcohol”I stuttered,i hated the way my body heated up with his close proximity. His eyes darkened and in record speed he grabbed the back of my neck drawing me closer to him,my back arched under his other grip on my waist”So if I reached down,beneath this red dress of yours,you won’t be wet for me?” “No”Even my lie didn’t sound convincing to me “Waste my money all you want Mirabelle but one thing I won’t let you do is lie to me”His dark voice fanned my face the scent of whiskey and chocolate enveloping my senses. He wasn’t wrong and I hated myself for that,for being attracted to the enemy.

Angel_Bakare · Urban
Not enough ratings
17 Chs

XVI.Vegas Party

People really go wild at these things.

The floors is thumping with the rage music,the large club dark except from flashing lights,the music is loud,so deafening that I can even feel it vibrating through me.I felt like I had just walked into the parties of all parties,the ragers of all ragers!

The DJ was at the high stage wearing a skull face mask his fingers working over his equipments causing people to gyrate with frenzy,hands in the air,bodies grinding on bodies,whoops,cheers,downing down drinks in plastic red cups.

The club was packed!.

A modern and sleek setting with a main floor for dancing and some reserved booths.The second floor holds the VIP areas and that was where I'd rather be,where I usually am in clubs.

"We're really doing this!"I yelled over the music and shuffled closer to Luca,my shoulder brushed against his torso and a large hand slid into mine in a firm grip.

He was easily towering over most of the crowd,turns out the most common height of people are five-seven and not six-three.

He bent his head and gripped the back of my neck causing me to gasp at his large hands drawing me closer as he whispered"Stick close to me,Farfallina.Don't leave my sight,okay?"

I nodded with an oof and fisted his shirt to steady my balance in my four inch heels when someone pushed against me"Sure"

The corner of his mouth tipped up and he led me"We're not going to the VIP?!"

He turned glancing at me over his shoulder"We're gonna get drinks in you and then dance"

"I can't dance"

"I'll teach you"He brushed his thumb over mine.

The bar wasn't as packed as I expected it to be,not with the multiple bartenders working like their paycheck could afford an island.

"What do you want?"

"I don't know"I shrugged tilting my head back to look into his eyes"Surprise me"

His grey eyes flashed like he knew what I was thinking,he caressed my chin,heated fingers causing me to lean into him.

I would never say this out loud but I kind of liked being with Luca,I didn't have to think around him when we were out in public,it's like he did the thinking for both of us,i felt…safe.

Unlike my usual jittery self,I wasn't wary of leering men around us their eyes undressing me,they wouldn't be able to do anything,not even speak to me because of the large man who was speaking to the bartender with a slight lean over the bar,his muscles bunched and pressed against his black shirt with one arm wrapped around my waist.

We were coincidentally matching,him in his usual black her up but instead of dress trousers and rolled up collar shirt it was a simple black shirt and black trousers,i had opted for a black Versace dress that had made Luca pin me with a death glare when he saw the price tag the day we went shopping.

I giggle into my hand at the memory,he looked down with a raised brow"What's funny?"

"Just remembered the price tag"I ran my hand over my dress,his dark eyes glistened following every curve of my body caressed under my palm.

"You're a pain in the ass,you know that right?"He grunted passing a mango cocktail to me,ofcourse he knew my favorite fruit is mango.He knew everything

"I thought you're rich!"I laughed my lips wrapping around the blue straw,the cold burst of fresh mango spiked with vodka infiltrated my taste buds.

"Oh it's not the price tag I'm thinking of darling.$4000 for a dress is nothing but you letting another man accompany you to a lingerie store is something"

"You're never gonna let that go are you?"

"I'm a malice keeper"He shrugged and sipped on his whiskey

"You really love whiskey don't you?I'm surprised you didn't have the bartender put that in my drink"

"You reeked of vodka the day you came to my house,figured you'd like that"

I groaned and covered my face in shame,my elbows balanced on the bar"Ugh you detected that?"

He chuckled"It's fine.Women usually need liquid courage to face a man like me"

I glared at him and huffed"Cocky much?"

He smirked.

When my body began to heat up with the unmistaken tell of alcohol,my eyes droopy and knees weak I dropped my empty glass with a loud thunk.

Luca took one look at me and I grinned sashaying to the dance floor backwards so I could throw him my flirty smirk with my body moving yo the beat and hands playing with my hair.

Dark and attractive.

He was leaned on the bar his eyes flashing as he took me in and like a predator he slowly straightened up not taking his gaze off me and he stalked to me.

I gave him a look that had a primal expression take over his face as he ground his jaw,his mouth set in a hard line.

I was stoking brimming embers,that much was obvious and so with a wink that clearly said 'Chase Me',i ignited the fire.

With a swift turn I rushed into the crowd,weaving through grinding bodies,my heart rate spiked up with adrenaline and muffled the pounding in my ears.

Purple and blue neon lights bounce around,blurring my view.I throw a look over my shoulder and sure enough he's behind me,barricaded my the crowd but that large set shoulders and imposing height over others can be detected easily.

My eyes snagged on his,the look on his face making my breath titter and quicken.I whipped forward,my fingers quivering,I did not want to run anymore,did not want to play this cat and mouse game anymore.

A hot large hand clamps around the back of my neck,I let out a sharp gasp before my body is yanked back to a hard one