MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 108

Chapter 110: Cooking With Her Chapter 110: Cooking With Her Kingston

Angelia was so beautiful like this in my kitchen with her casual clothes under the apron. Her hair was gathered in a high ponytail, showing her sweet face. Like this, she looked warm and an easy smile rested on her lips, her cheeks held a natural blush and her eyes were always simple to read. Right now, they said that she was content and happy.

I didn't like to think that I was the cause of it, I was too messed up to cause someone else's joy and I didn't want to think about how much lighter I felt with her around either. Positive feelings for me were alien and as much as I enjoyed those feelings, they were still unwelcome. Anger was all I had known for so long, it was what I was used to and while it wasn't healthy, anger was safe. Who was I if I didn't have that? I didn't want to change and I wasn't ready for change. Still, if I didn't want change then I couldn't have her either and I don't think I would be able to let her go even if I had wanted to.

There was something about her that drew

me in no matter how much I might dislike that fact. But maybe, there was something I liked about it too, I just don't want to admit it.

"What kind of stir fry are we making?" She asked while rolling up her sleeve.

"The one with chicken and noodles." I replied gruffy, really not looking forward to teaching her how to cook.

When she had asked me, I had been taken by surprise and agreed before I registered what exactly I had agreed to and I couldn't take it back after it was said. I had never had anyone in the kitchen with me, this was my sacred place and I didn't like anyone invading it. Although, I only had myself to blame, agreeing to teach her and all. What was worse was that this would force me to talk more than I was comfortable doing but I couldn't actually teach her without speaking, could. I? I was just a dumb fuck.

"Okay then, put me to work, chef." She said cheekily and I suppressed a groan. I definitely wasn't ready for this.

"Should any of this be washed first?" She asked.

"No, I always wash them before I put them in the fridge. Start with the onions, one of each and chop them finely." I directed, nodding at the red onion and the white onion and went ahead to bring out the wok pan.

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She started peeling off the outer layer of the onions while I washed and peeled off the carrots, knowing I was supposed to teach her so I started explaining the dish.

add whatever you want in

recipe."

even tatashe?" She asked

"Yes,"

I mentally rolled

""Yes," I mumbled.

didn't know if she was deliberately trying to annoy me or genuinely curious. I sighed before responding. "Yes, even sparrow grass." I looked over to see her staring at the freshly peeled onions

scrunched brows.

a knife on your left." I

the knife but didn't start cutting

It didn't take long before she looked back at me, her cheeks ever redder than earlier. "So, what did you

first, I walked up to her and placed the paper towels on

"How so?" She asked.

it, the wet towel will help absorb the chemicall instead of your eyes."

was a thing but it makes sense. So,

go on. I am ready to

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didn't suppress it. She couldn't see it anyway. Taking my position behind her,

I showed her the

will want to leave this on, it will help minimize the bleeding and to finely chop

will want to cut

middle. I tried not to become distracted as I felt her body pressed against my front, my dick didn't get the memo as it hardened against her back and I knew it was impossible for her not to feel it. Her body heat burned me and made my pulse quickened. The Unabridged image of her in the club, masturbating in front of members and me bombarded my mind. That night, I had to force myself not to throw her over my shoulder and carry her away from everyone as I felt anger and lust war inside me. I

it was to see her

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