MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 109: His Presence Affects Me

Chapter 109: His Presence Affects Me Angelia

Right now, though missing them was more about the fact that with them and I didn't think I could really use a break from that. Luckily, I would be with Kingston tomorrow, he would pick me up right after work and I had even planned on bringing a change of clothes to the

cafe to change into before he got there.

He had promised me that he would teach me how to cook. The thought of his sexy and brutal man behind the kitchen counter showing me what to do brought a dreamy smile to my lips. I just hoped I could refrain from burning his massive house down. Like I said, I wasn't the best in the kitchen and while I had before now, I had all the incentive I needed.

It didn't even matter what kind of exciting plans he had for what happened afterwards, I just knew I would love whatever he wanted to do.

Sleeping was restless and I kept tossing and turning. My confused thoughts and feelings arted plaguing my dreams, of them leaving me, of them staying, of us never being happy together because I couldn't be what they needed.

I woke up with a bag under my eyes and I had to use my precious under eye mask that was expensive as heck but did wonder. Well, expensive for me at least. My day at work went by slowly, it wasn't boring or anything. Andy talked non-stop when he had the time and got me laughing quite a few times. But when he was busy, all I could do was overthink. How could I feel so much after only a couple of weeks? It didn't make any sense, did it? Could feeling like this grow so fast?

Five minutes at work seemed like twenty minutes, my tasks weren't focused on me and I had plenty of time to think. I looked forward to being with Kingston, knowing he would take up every space in my mind and I could finally have some peace and quiet. "I think your b

your boyfriend is here." Andy teased as he nodded towards the window.

"That is Kingston, right? Dammit." He whistled.

"He is just as big as you described, that man looks scary."

of his car, smoking a cigarette. What?

is not my boyfriend." I bit out, a little more defensive than I should have

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brows almost touching his

joke, you know since he introduced himself to your mother as your boyfriend, remember? What is going with you? Are you okay? Do I need to beat them up? I mean, I doubt I would get a punch in but I can definitely try." He joked but only a

for that, I am fine. I just...I have something going on with them. So there is nothing to

problem. How could I not have feelings for them when they took such care of me? Sighing, I slang my bag over my shoulder. I

know that." I smiled, feeling

I guess the latter though, he didn't seem like a man who cared about others' opinions. He was wearing a blue double breasted suit and looked as handsome and dangerous as ever. He looked like a beautiful criminal with his body mass and tattoos and that made my panties wet. It turned me on that he could cause a

wanted to. I met his eyes head on as I walked up to him, his eyes were so dark and so intense that it made me want to look away but I didn't. The corner of his lips twitched and I didn't know if

he drove me, we spent it in silence. It never felt oppressive and after a long day at the cafe with constant chatter, it was relaxing. I found myself looking at him when I thought he wouldn't notice. My body was completely attuned to his every move even the smallest thing like him changing the gear made a heat pool between my legs. It was almost embarrassing how much his presence affected me, how much anyone of theirs did. Did I affect them in the same way? I had a terrible poker face but

up to his property and the sheer size of it

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flat and that was all I used to and this was very opposite to that. I didn't think I would ever feel entirely comfortable in a place like this even when I found it beautiful. It was too far from what I had known, I actually liked a home to be small with just enough space

used to how these men opened the door for me yet and it always felt strange to wait around in

I finally said something, I figured out that I had

are we going

kitchen with him ever since I had asked about it and he agreed. I wanted to get to know him more and I figured doing something he

smiling. My long term goal was officially to get a real smile out of him but I needed to be patient. Taking off his jacket and rolled up the sleeves, he washed his hands and began collecting things we would need. It was so damn sexy to see him doing something so domestic. Oh my, he was even putting on an apron and my clit pulsed at