Bullied by Her Mafia Man Read online Sam Crescent

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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 39687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
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“I normally fuck.” He hit the bag again. For the first time since they’d been together, Laura felt the first spark of jealousy. Never had she felt anything but hatred when it came to this man in front of her.

Staring down his body, she didn’t like that anger at another woman feeling him, knowing his touch, liking his cock sliding into her.

“You’ve never hidden anything from me,” she said.

He stopped hitting the bag. “Your point?”

“The women in your world, they’re not allowed to know the kinds of things you’ve told me.”

“You’ve got that right. Their place is doing as they’re told, and you would fail to do that at every single turn.” He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

“Why do you treat me differently?”

“You want to have a little heart to heart?”

“I want to understand.” She was starting to regret going to see him. This was pointless if all he wanted to do was argue. If she wanted to argue, she could have waited for him to be in a well-dressed state.

He hit the bag a couple more times before stepping back. “You want to understand?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve never been brought up to be like other women, have you? Your mother didn’t spend her entire life telling you how you should conform or do as you’re told.”

“No.”

“Then that’s why I treat you differently. You’re not one of them, and you’ll never be one of them. You think if I was to talk about fucking, my cock, their pussy, they’d react the way you do?” He walked around the punching back. “Like now, I know you didn’t come down here to ask me about why I treat you differently. The truth is, you couldn’t give a fuck. You think I don’t know a woman aroused when I see one?”

“You think this is because I’m aroused?”

“You’re not denying it.”

“I was trying to have a normal conversation with you, and you’re turning this into—”

“Shut up.”

He didn’t yell or raise his voice. It was two simple words, spoken as if they didn’t have a single meaning, and she guessed for him, they didn’t. Why would they have any meaning? There was no significance to them.

“I’m not turning this into anything. Tell me, Laura, do you want me to fuck you right now? To push you back against these stairs and show that pussy what it needs to be satisfied?”

“You’re a pig.”

He laughed. The sound wasn’t one of amusement, far from it. It was just noise. “You didn’t answer my question, but that’s okay, I can play this game.”

He went to push past her, and she watched him take the first step, the second.

The moment she caught his hand, she hated herself. Why did she have to do this? Marcus stared at where she held him, brow raised.

“I … I don’t know what it is I want,” she said.

He pressed her up against the wall, his hands on either side of her head, and he smirked. “Then how about you come and tell me what it is you want when you’re ready.” He leaned in close, and she felt the evidence of his arousal pressing against her hip.

She sank her teeth into her lip, wanting to find out more, to know more, but he pulled away.

“Soon, Laura.”

He left her alone in the basement with all of his gym equipment, aching, aroused, and hating him just a little bit more.

****

Marcus didn’t have to wait long for Laura to come to him. He left her two days. During that time, he watched her walk Lucas while he waited for his father to drop off another pup, with his incessant questions. His days were spent waiting for her to seek him out, and when the hours passed, he went to his basement gym to deal with his need.

No woman had ever made him wait this long, and as he sat in his office on the sofa, sipping at his whiskey, Laura finally made her appearance.

It was late. His men would be stationed where he needed them. He had no doubt his father demanded some of them to report back to him on what was happening. Being Antonio Giovanni’s son had never been easy, and he’d always been expected to answer to his father, to always be ready to take on the role of capo.

He didn’t trust anyone, and it was the way the capo was.

Laura wore a robe that ended at her knees.

Her hair fell all around her, and her face was void of any makeup. Just the way he liked her. He saw how nervous she was as well when she entered his office.

“Are you busy?”

“I’ve got nothing to be busy about.” He’d made her aware how these next four weeks were supposed to be spent. Three and a half now, but he wasn’t going to let her know he had a deadline.


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