The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire

“You look like a mourning widow, bitch. Losen up and find yourself a man that would fuck you until you forget about your attraction for that cold human.” Ruby slurred as she took a shot of vodka. I didn’t know how many she had taken, but she was clearly drunk.

It was Sofia’s wedding eve, and me and Ruby were at the club as planned. The idea of coming here was to help me clear my head and lighten up my mood before tomorrow, but it wasn’t working. Ruby ended up being the only one having fun.

Ruby gestured for the bartender to come, and I shot my brow up at her. “That’s enough, Ruby. I don’t want to have to carry your ass home.”

“I am not ordering for me.” She grinned. “It’s for you.”

I sighed. “I’ve told you multiple times, Ruby. I don’t want to have to deal with a hangover tomorrow. It’s my sister’s wedding.”

“Right.” She slurred, and a laugh emanated from her throat.

How drunk was she?

“Ruby. My precious gem.” A voice suddenly said, and I turned to look at the source of the voice.

Harry, Ruby’s fuck buddy, came to a stop beside us, a wide smile pulling on his lips.

“I didn’t know I would end up having hot sex tonight.” Ruby slurred, and I shook my head.

Harry chuckled softly. “I didn’t know you would be here. I have a booth booked; do you want to join me?”

“Hell, yes!” She beamed as she sprung up.

Harry darted his gaze at me, finally noticing my presence. “Hi, Rosalinda.”

“Hi.” I muttered, a small smile pulling on my lips.

“You.” Ruby pointed her index finger at me. “Make sure you get fucked before we leave this place tonight.”

I just shook my head at her without giving her a response. If only she knew how scared I was of having sex with strangers again.

“Bye,” Harry told me before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her in.

“See you later, best friend.” Ruby blew me an invisible kiss and giggled before walking away with Harry, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

After a while of sitting alone, I was beginning to regret that I agreed to go to the club with Ruby. The idea was to lighten my mood, but it was the opposite for me. I got even more irritated when different men approached me, asking me to dance with them. I just wanted to be left alone.

After the last one, who almost physically assaulted me for turning him down-if not for the bartender who intervened-I decided it was high time I left the club.

I made my way to the booths in search of Ruby. I didn’t even know which one of the booths she was in; I was just walking through them, hoping something would lead me to her.

As I walked past a particular booth, I heard a female voice moan, and I stopped in my tracks. I knew Ruby and Harry were most definitely having sex at the moment, and there was a good chance that was her. Without giving it a second thought, I inched closer to the door and pushed it open.

In the middle of the booth was a blonde girl on her knees, giving a blowjob to someone. Ruby was a redhead, so it clearly wasn’t her.

I let out a frustrated sigh as I turned around to leave, but quickly looked back when I caught a glimpse of the man who was receiving the blowjob.

My eyes widened in perplexity, and my jaw dropped to the ground when my gaze caught his.

Holy fucking shit!

Antonio!

A smug smile played on his lips as he stared at me without having a care in the world that I just caught him cheating on my sister.

I stood there, staring as the blonde bobbed her head on Antonio’s manhood, and I subconsciously licked my bottom lip, wishing I was the one there doing that to him.

“Care to join us?” Antonio asked, pulling me out of my daze, and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

The blonde tried to raise her head to look at me, but Antonio held her head in place, ordering her to continue.

I straightened my shoulders and pointed an accusatory finger at him. “You! Have you no shame at all?” I scoffed. “Your sister-in-law just caught you cheating on her sister, but the least you could do is show remorse, but no?”

His eyes never leaving mine, he tightened his grip on the blonde’s hair. “Faster.” He groaned.

The girl obeyed. And after a few more head bobs, she finally hoisted her head up, and I heard her gulp something down her throat. His semen? How gross.

She turned to look at me, an agitated look masking her features. “Who are you? Why are you standing there?”

“Leave.” Antonio groaned, his menacing eyes still fixed on me, and a pang of hurt washed over me.

“You heard him. Leave.” The girl sneered as she grabbed his cock and started stoking it, causing me to gulp down my saliva.

Damn! He was a steel fucking rod!

“Not her.” He flicked his gaze at the blonde. “You.”

Oh.

“But-” She tried to protest, but he cut her in.

“Leave.”

With the cold look flickering in his eyes, she dared not disobey.

Nodding in obedience, she rose to her feet and turned to look at me, a look of disdain masking her features as her gaze swept from my head to my toes.

“Bitch.” She mumbled as she walked past me and dashed out of the booth, leaving me and Antonio alone in the same room.

“You sneaked out again.” He remarked as he leapt to his feet and tucked his cock into his pants.

“You should be worried about yourself right now. You cheat.” I gritted out as I watched him approach me.

I expected him to stop in front of me, but he didn’t; he kept walking, forcing me to step back until a barrier forced me to stop. The door.

Snaking his arm around my waist, he pulled me closer, pressing my body against his.

“You are beautiful, Rosalinda.” He muttered with his eyes staring intently at mine, and my already rapid heartbeat accelerated.

“Enough with this inappropriateness.” I said, my voice in a murmur.

Ignoring me, he brought his face close to mine until I could feel his warm breath on my face, causing shivers to run down my spine. “You are so sexy.”

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“You are incredibly tempting.” He whispered as he brought his lips dangerously close to mine.

My pulse pattered to an uneven beat, and the whole of my body weakened.

I desperately wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t. My brain wasn’t doing the thinking for me; my body was.

“Fuck.” He suddenly groaned and drew in a sharp breath as if he were trying to refrain from something before suddenly pulling away from me.

Before I could even process what just happened, he raised his brow at me, a smug smile playing at his lips. “Just a few minutes ago, you were crazy about me cheating on your sister. But here you are, willing to allow me to cheat on her with you.” He shook his head disapprovingly and clicked his tongue. “How hypocritical.”

His words sliced through my heart, and something heavy weighed on my chest. Guilt. What was I thinking?

“I wasn’t going to do anything with you.” I let the obvious lie slip off my tongue.

He raised a brow. “Then why didn’t you push me or pull away?”

“I-I-was-shocked.” I stuttered.

“If that’s what you want to make yourself believe. Anyway, I don’t consider what I did to be cheating. She’s not mine yet. But once we get married, I won’t get intimate with another woman.” He placed his palms on my shoulders and gently shifted me out of his way. “I would never inflict pain on a woman I married.”

He glanced at me for a second, or maybe longer, before pulling the door open. “See you tomorrow, sister-in-law.”

My mouth suddenly went dry, and before I could even reply, he dashed out of the booth, leaving me feeling hurt, embarrassed, and fucking stupid.

What the hell was I thinking?