Yearning For The Badboy Mafia’s Love

CALISTA RAYMONDS

“I didn’t think you’re gonna come. My father won’t tell me the person that sent these wears and I never imagined it’s you.” I kept going on and on.

No one could imagine how excited I am, Chase is the last person I had expected to meet or to come pick me up. And I wondered why I hadn’t thought about him as the person that might have send me these dresses, obviously or maybe, because I was mad at him about yesterday.

As if he was reading my mind, I heard him say. “I’m sorry about yesterday, I know I shouldn’t say that to you.”

My cheeks were red, isn’t this the first time Chase will be apologizing to me?

This was when I decided to look at him, I have been focused on his face that I haven’t looked at him, he was looking hot, more hotter than yesterday.

It feels like ages since I last saw him.

“I know you didn’t mean it.” I told him and look back at the road.

“You look cute in that dress, by the way.” I wanted to say thank you almost immediately but something in me stopped me.

Chase have never been nice to me this much, even tho at times he talks to me softly but never had it been like this. I won’t complain and I won’t lie, I love how it makes me feel.

Yes, I’d said that I’m going to avoid Chase and every other time, but it seems like he is someone that no matter how much I try to avoid him, no matter how much I try to hate him… Chase is someone I can never get enough of.

“Thank you. You ain’t looking bad either, Black as usual.”

Chase chuckles, surprisedly Chase leave one hand of his from the streeling to hold my hand, I looked up at him.

I didn’t distangle our hands, I smiled and hold him too.

“You need to stop blushing and looking at me, I feel hot when you stare too much.”

He was saying I shouldn’t blush but that statement of his, made me blush even more that I have to look away, still, I noticed a smirk on his face.

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I know that after everything that had happened between us recently that i shouldn’t let myself fall this helplessly for him always.

That will give him the privilege to believe that I’m so attached and can’t do without him, but no matter how much I try, can someone ever get her feelings out?

Maybe yes! But not someone that is as hot as this man right beside me.

He’s every thing you want in man and fir the fact that he’s a Mafia and looks Mafia made him even more hotter.

“You got a new tattoo?” I suddenly asked him when I noticed an ink on his neck.

His eyes went off the road to look at him, he grins before answering me.

“Yes, Wanna take a closer look?” He questioned me.

I might have forgot to point a lot of things out about Chase’s body, but Chase has a lot of tattoos on his body.

He had explained some to me and told me he got his first tattoo at 5. I couldn’t think more, I mean, his family is a Mafia family so I shouldn’t be surprised even if he learnt how to shot at 3.

“Yes.”

I sat up to look at his neck and I almost sat down in shock..

“Chase?”

He knows what he did, and so he chuckles but still kept his eyes on the road. Is he going to tell me not to blush more? Cause I feel my cheeks heated up again and again.

“That’s my name. Why did you do that? Can that go off…” I asked as many questions as my breath can stand.

“You can try to wipe it off.” He told me.

I smiled, even if it’s clean able, I didn’t want to wipe it off. It’s beautiful.

Chase has my name tattooed on his neck “Calista.” And it was beautifully written and has a butterfly next to my name. It makes me feel a lot of this that I’d tell myself and had made myself believe it’s never true and will never come true.

“It’s beautiful. Why ? ”

“Why what?” He was quick to respond.

“Why did you tattooed my name on your body?..” I wanted to hear his reasons, obviously he have gotten that tattoo today and I so much want to know the reason behind that tattoo.

Each tattoo on ones body had a meaning and a message it’s sending out right?

“Doesn’t that tell you something?”

“Tell me what?” I asked him.

He have removed my hand from his and is reversing the car. This is when I noticed that we were already at the hotel for the Mafia ball party.

And oh my!

My attention have to withdraw from my discussion with Chase as I stare at the people outside.

Some ladies were dressed on panties and twacking, and I guess they’re the whore. Other ladies were dressed in dresses and they all have their dates.

Mere looking at the girls, you can tell that it’s all about competition. Competition of who dresses best.

“You good?” I heard Chase’s voice behind me.

I hadn’t noticed it but I was feeling nervous, more nervous when I saw the reporters outside… They weren’t allowed inside obviously cause it was strictly a Mafia party.

Now, I hadn’t worried about what people’s reaction will be to seeing me with Chase!. Are they gonna refer me to one of the hired whores he’d come with?

They’re so much people here and it’s already giving me nuisance. Can I stand them all? I had been too excited about being Chase’s date that I haven’t even researched what a Mafia ball party looks like.

“If you don’t wanna go in, we can go home.” His voice was soft, softer every minute.

“No…”

“Here, drink some water and calm your nerves. I’m right here, next to you.”

That alone, gave me the reassurance and the confidence that I needed.