Moth to Flame

CHAPTER 11

Ethan

"Happy Birthday to You!"

I couldn't believe this day had finally come. It was midnight on September thirteenth, meaning my baby doll was officially twenty-four-years-old.

Mia and I would be leaving for Italy in two hours. Of course Abigail couldn't let Mia's birthday go by without a fuss, so she had set up a surprise party. She'd driven Wyatt and I crazy for days trying to find out all Mia's likes and dislikes. Abby was a pesky little thing but she knew her s**t.

We were all in Carlos and Greta's restaurant, which had been closed for the night and decorated with a bunch of sparkly lights and other feminine s**t. There were all kinds of appetizers and main dishes set out on linen-covered tables. There was also expensive wine and champagne, which I had picked out.

I couldn't really complain because Mia had squealed and crushed Abigail and Eleanor when she saw the room. Frank, Luca, and Chanel were also celebrating with us. They were quite fond of Mia, so Abigail had made sure to invite them.

Keeping the party a surprise had proven difficult. The closer we got to her birthday, the more Mia insisted that we keep it simple. She had no idea we'd be leaving for Italy tonight. She was going to find out when she opened her second gift.

Once again, my awesome little sis had taken it upon herself to help my pathetic ass out. She had found out all my baby doll's sizes and gotten her a whole vacation wardrobe. The only thing I had done was give Abby my black card and let her go wild. I knew how much my sis liked to spend, but money was no object when it came to my family or my baby doll.

Personally, I couldn't wait for the party to be over so I could have my Mia to myself. I had snooped a little and seen some of the lingerie and bikinis Abigail picked out for her. That day, I had gotten so hard I had attacked Mia damn near five times. Just thinking about her sweet mouth sucking me off in my office made me hard as stone again.

To stop my erotic musings, I picked up a chocolate dipped cannoli and took a bite. I chewed as I watched her dance with her brother. She looked beyond beautiful tonight, with all the lights illuminating the reds and golds in her hair. Her creamy skin shone with a soft glow that made her eyes appear luminous.

Abigail had picked out the dress under the guise that we were just going to have an intimate dinner, so Mia was wearing a navy blue silk cocktail dress with an empire waist that drew attention to her perfect breasts. The fact that this angelic creature wanted me was f*****g astounding. I had never done anything in my goddamn life to deserve such a miracle.

After the music ended, Wyatt and Mia broke apart. Eleanor went to the front to tell everyone that it was time for gift giving. My baby doll was blushing and stammering about how she couldn't accept gifts. She should have known by now that we didn't give a f**k. She was special to all of us, and she deserved to have the best.

She glanced over at me, her eyes pleading for me to rescue her. I just held up my hands and winked. I would not face the scary ass wrath of my mother and Abigail for anyone, including my baby doll. Abigail even made Mia sit in a chair that was decorated like a Queen's throne.

The gift giving started with Frank, who looked almost as nervous as Mia. I was finding out he was more sensitive when it came to women. Valerie, Chanel, Eleanor, and Abigail had been in a circle talking to him all night. It was almost comical to see that huge fucker turn into a pansy ass. I couldn't talk, though, because I was just as p***y-whipped as the motherfuckers I used to make fun of all the time. Mia completely owned my ass, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

She unwrapped the gift. Inside was one of the thickest motherfucking books I'd ever seen in my life. She squealed and ran over to hug Frank. I was a little jealous, but I used one of my anger management techniques to keep my cool.

The next person to hand over a box was Chanel. Her present was a gorgeous black lace corset and matching panties. Mia blushed before going over to hug and thank her. I heard a few f*****g cat calls from Ian and Luca, which stopped when I gave them the death glare. I would be the only fucker here to ever see my baby doll in that getup.

Carlos and Greta gave Mia one of the paintings she‘d admired the day we'd eaten lunch there. It was painted by Greta, who was an established artist. Mia wrapped her arms around both of them, smiling brightly.

Luca's turn was next. He handed over a large gift bag with a huge black leather purse inside. I heard all the women except Mia gasp, so I assumed that it was one of those f*****g designer deals. She looked confused because she didn't know about s**t like that, but she hugged and thanked the fucker anyway.

He got caught up in the hug and kissed her on the cheek. I saw f*****g red. I was just about to slam my fist in his face when Wyatt put a heavy arm on my shoulder and shook his head. I inhaled and exhaled until I was able to calm the f**k down.

My mom and Jeff's gift was a joint affair. Eleanor handed Mia a wrapped silver box. Mia opened it up and leaped over to my parents before I could see what was inside. She started talking about making pastries, so I assumed it was some kind of kitchen item. Whatever it was, my baby doll loved it, and I would get to eat whatever she made with the machine.

Ian and Valerie were up next. Like Mom and Jeff, they gave the gift as a couple. Mia eagerly opened the large box they handed over. Inside was a large brown Velour teddy bear with a box tied around his neck that contained gift cards for various stores. Weeping, Mia hugged and kissed them both. She gave the bear a huge squeeze before going onto the next person.

It was Abigail and Wyatt's turn. They had decided to give her two separate gifts because Wyatt was Mia's brother. She opened Abigail's first, which of course was the most perfectly wrapped f*****g gift of all. Inside the packaging was a strapless midnight blue floor length gown with a black bow around the waist and matching lingerie. I could already tell that it was going to look f*****g amazing on my baby doll. I was going to have a blast peeling those silk panties off of Mia's sweet ass. She thanked Abigail by kissing and squeezing her simultaneously.

Wyatt stopped to make a speech about how he had seen Mia grow up over the years and how proud he was that she was his sister. All of the women in the room were in tears during the whole f*****g thing.

When he managed to man up a little, he presented Mia with her gift. She kissed him on the cheek before opening it. The box contained a beautiful heart-shaped key chain with keys already on it. He explained that they were the keys to his and Mia's new condominium apartment. He also gave her a gorgeous sterling silver bracelet which she could wear her angel necklace charm on. Abigail and Eleanor interrupted to tell her of how they had decorated the whole place and it was almost ready to move in. Mia looked overwhelmed, but she managed to hug Wyatt.

Their new apartment was in my building. My baby doll didn't want to live with me yet, which made me f*****g angry, but she explained she was used to living with Wyatt and didn't want to give that up. Their three-bedroom condo was just a floor below my Penthouse suite, and their only neighbor would be Abigail. Wyatt would probably be spending most of his time with Abigail, so I would have Mia to myself. I couldn't wait for her to be under my f*****g roof.

The personal bodyguard wouldn't have to watch her so much when she moved in because my building was very secure. Mia had only been to my Penthouse once. She was a little floored by the opulence of the building and particularly my condo. I wanted her to take over and make it hers so that she would feel more comfortable there.

I walked over to her and pulled her into my arms. She giggled and looked up at me with her beautiful doe eyes sparkling with excitement.

"My turn," I whispered in her ear.

She started to argue about the cabin in Sequim being my gift to her, but I cut her off. I was the one that should be thanking her for that little trip. Mia had pleasured me in every way that was possible while still remaining a virgin. I planned on going back to Mia's hometown at least once a year.

Before I presented my gift to her, I wanted to make a toast. Everyone raised their glasses while I spoke.

"Mia, you have made me happier than I ever thought possible. You've put up with my bullshit all the while loving me and making me a better person. I love you so goddamn much, Mia Watson, and I always will. Happy birthday to you, and many more by my side."

Mia kissed me long and hard in front of everyone. I could see my mom tearing up and burying her face in Jeff's shoulder.

I finally released her to go over and get my gift. It had been wrapped by Abigail because I couldn't do that type of s**t. Mia opened the medium-sized box and I heard a collective gasp. Inside was a distinctive blue Tiffany's box. She slanted her eyes at me before opening it to reveal a jubilee necklace with sapphires, her birthstone, and diamonds. That f*****g necklace had cost over one-hundred-thousand dollars, but I was betting on Mia not knowing anything about jewelry. Abigail knew, though. She winked at me and clapped her hands.

My baby doll was f*****g tongue tied. "Ethan… I don't… um… how much…are they real?"

I walked over and kissed her, lifting up her hair so I could remove the Watson necklace and put mine on. Then I leaned in to kiss her neck. When I turned her around, I felt a lump rise in my throat. She was breathtaking.

She smiled up at me shyly, blushing a bright pink. "Thank you, Ethan. I love you, but you know you don't have to buy me expensive things. Just you loving me is all I'll ever need."

We kissed like there was no one else in the room until Wyatt told me to cut it out. He put up with our relationship, but didn't like seeing his sis in intimate PDA. I was the same about Abigail, so I reluctantly pulled away.

When the gift giving was over, Abigail took over and started putting birthday cake on glass saucers. We had chosen Mia's favorite: chocolate butter cream. She sat in my lap while I fed her. I kept putting icing on her chest and neck so I could lick it off. She put some on my nose and kissed it off. I loved being young and playful with my baby doll. We eventually managed to disentangle ourselves long enough to chat with the rest of the party goers.

When everyone was done eating, I announced my second gift to Mia. She was so shocked that she almost dropped her glass of champagne. Before she could protest, I presented her with a passport and an Italian vacation guide book.

She looked confused for a moment before she gasped. "Ethan, you're taking me to Italy? I've never been out of the country. How did you get this passport? When are we leaving?"

I shut her up with a kiss. "We're leaving in thirty minutes. Abigail packed enough clothes for a lifetime. We'll be gone a week. I have connections who can make documents in a rush. And before you argue, it's perfectly legal."

Her face was torn between excitement and anger. "Please, Mia. This is kind of a gift for both of us. I want to go away with you. I love you. Don't deny me this."

She studied me long and hard before nodding. I picked her up and swung her around because I was so f*****g happy. After that, Mia wanted to say her goodbyes.

I called my pilot to make sure the private jet was ready at the runway. Then, I went over and spoke to Wyatt. He assured me he could handle the club. He also told me I had better bring his baby sis back the way she left. I couldn't exactly agree to that because I was planning on taking her virginity, so I just changed the subject. I was getting f*****g impatient as I watched my baby doll talk to Eleanor and Jeff. I wanted to go already. I had waited long enough to be inside her tight little p***y.

Just as I was about to grab Mia and run, Abigail walked over and led her upstairs. Wyatt explained that Abigail was going to get my baby doll dressed for the plane ride. I just hoped that my sister wouldn't take as long as she usually did getting ready.

While we waited, I talked with Jeff and my mom. Eleanor was almost as excited as I was about this trip. She and Doctor Mitchell went to Italy at least four times a year, and my whole family had been at least once.

Finally, Abigail finished with Mia and brought her down the stairs. I was more than happy to see my baby doll in a lovely yellow tunic with black tights. Her hair had been put up but there were a few curls hanging loose. With the colors and her hair like that, she looked like a teenager. I hoped no one would think I was some dirty old fucker traveling with his much younger plaything.

I kissed Mia and led her outside to our waiting Bentley. I had already loaded all of her gifts, except the teddy bear and kitchen s**t. Wyatt and Abby were going to take those to the new condo, which would be ready by the time we got back. My baby doll sobbed, waving goodbye like she'd never see them again.

Once in the car, I pulled her into my lap and started nibbling on her ears. Because she’d drunk so much champagne, she was a little tipsy. Mia rarely imbibed, so her system wasn't used to it.

"Baby doll, I can't wait to show you my second favorite country. You're going to love Italy. We're going to have so much fun. That is if we ever get out of bed."

Her body stiffened and she stopped making eye contact. I put my thumb under her chin and turned her around. I was f*****g scared that she was shutting down on me. Her beautiful chocolate eyes bore into mine.

"I love you Ethan. It's just I'm scared," she confessed as I wrapped my arms around her.

What the f**k? I wiped her eyes and rubbed her back in silent encouragement.

"What if you get tired of me after we have s*x? What if I disappoint you and you end up hating me?"

I couldn't f*****g believe that she was even considering that s**t. I was the loser, the one that could disappoint. She was f*****g perfect.

"Baby doll, I'm never going to leave you. You never have and never will disappoint me. I know I have a f****d up past with women, but what we have is different. You have to trust me when I say I will truly love you forever."

Mia perked up at my words. She fisted her hands in my hair and kissed me harshly. I was so f*****g turned on that I didn't notice the car had stopped. The driver was nervously standing outside my door trying to give us a minute.

I began trying to pry my baby doll off but her hands were working magic on my c**k and I was f*****g hard as a rock. Unfortunately, she also noticed that we'd arrived and let go of my junk. I straightened my pants and tie before stepping out.

Grinning, I grabbed Mia's hand and pulled her out behind me. She blushed a deep shade of pink. I ignored the driver and leaned in to lick her cheeks. Our chauffeur had manners and pretended like he didn't notice. I hoisted Mia on my back to carry her the short distance.

She gasped when she got a look at the jet. "Wow! Are we really flying in that?" I nodded and put her down so that she could walk up the stairs.

When we got on the plane, she studied all our surroundings. It was a luxury jet, so it was furnished comfortably and even had a bedroom with a king-sized bed. Mia sat down in one of the overstuffed reclining seats. I took the seat opposite her. We both buckled our seatbelts before takeoff. The pilot came back to chat with us and even gave my baby doll a pair of gold wings. She thanked him and put them in her new purse.

Thirty minutes later, we were up in the air. Flying made my baby doll nervous, so I held her hand tightly. Soon after that, we were high enough to move around.

I wasted no time in carrying her to the bedroom. Our hands were all over each other. She was tired, so I just fingered her until she came. After her body calmed, she fell into a deep sleep. I took off her tunic and tights and folded them. I made sure she was comfortable under the comforter before going back out front to take care of some business.

The fallout from my beating of that motherfucker Andrei had already begun. His father, Boris, had been livid when he saw his son. He already hated the Italians, and my pummeling Andrei had only facilitated his anger. To top it off, we had gotten a tip that the Russians were working with a rival Italian Mafia group to take over our gun trade.

Currently, guns are Russo’s biggest money maker because of the assault weapons ban. The government should have learned by now that putting a ban on anything just made people want it more.

Boris hated the power Lorenzo and Stefano had in the underworld. He wanted to become a major power player, and he thought he could do that by making us look weak.

Carlos and I had had to recount our story to the Russos. Of course, Lorenzo and Stefano backed us up because they would have done the same if someone touched their women.

Andrei, on the other hand, told his father a different tale. He made up a lie about Mia being a w***e and coming on to him to make me jealous. When I’d found out about that, I’d almost gone to kill him before I remembered my promise to my baby doll.

The Russos and the Boston Irish Mafia, led by my good friend Patrick, were tired of Boris's coup de tats and Andrei's f**k-ups. We were all ready to take them the f**k out of the equation.

It turned out my baby doll was not the first woman Andrei had f*****g manhandled. Patrick's daughter, Moira, was also subjected to his unwanted advances. Andrei had barely escaped with his life when Patrick's wife, Siobhan, found out and told her husband. I was just glad we would have reinforcements when we removed Boris from power. I was going to personally enjoy ruining Andrei's life.

I worked hard to keep all that bullshit away from my baby doll. Just because she knew I was a f*****g mobster didn't mean I went around showing off. I had beefed up security on all my family, and my personal bodyguard still followed Mia when she was out alone. Sometimes, I wished I had never met her, because I was so goddamned frightened she was going to suffer for my sins. If something happened to her, I would lie down and f*****g die.

When I checked my iPhone, I noticed a voicemail from Lorenzo. I decided I might as well call him, so I could enjoy the vacation and focus on Mia.

He answered after two rings. "Hello, Ethan. How are you and my future goddaughter doing? Did she get my gift?" I smiled when Lorenzo called her his future goddaughter.

"My baby doll doesn't really like presents, so she's a little overwhelmed at the moment. I will give her your gifts when we return from Italy."

He chuckled and asked me about the rest of my family. I assured him that they were all well.

"Son, don't worry about the Russians, Boris and Andrei have angered many in their own group. Those people are willing to look the other way should something happen. I was just calling to tell you to be careful and enjoy your holiday. Also, don't forget to show Mia the wine vineyards."

I promised him I would and then hung up. Lorenzo had always been like a father to me; I trusted him with my life.

"Ethan." I turned around to see Mia yawning. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and she looked fuckworthy. My balls were going to kill me for my decision to wait.

"Hey, baby doll. Come here."

She walked over and sat in my lap. I closed my laptop and put my phone away. She buried her head in my neck and went back to sleep. I didn't know what had woken her up, but I was always here to protect her when she needed me. I carried her back to the bed and placed her head on my chest. For a long time, I just sat there listening to her breathe and mumble in her sleep. After I heard my favorite words, 'love Ethan,' I found my own slumber.

When I woke up, I was informed that we were already in Tuscany. Mia was freshly showered, dressed in a lovely blue and white sundress with white sandals. She was sitting at the vanity brushing her long hair. The moment she noticed that I was awake, she glided over and thoroughly kissed me. I twisted my fingers in her hair and pulled her closer. She eventually released my tongue so we could talk.

"Mmmhh, Ethan, you taste amazing. I love you."

I smiled and squeezed her ass. My d**k could have written a million poems about her tight plump ass. Smiling, I went to the bathroom to shower and get dressed. I put on a fresh short sleeved Polo shirt and a pair of blue slacks so that Mia and I would match. Shortly after, she came in to run her fingers through my hair. My look was complete.

Eventually, the plane landed and we got into our waiting Rolls Royce. Mia looked out the window the whole time, pointing and asking questions about the various structures. I really wanted to be all engrossed and s**t, but f**k, I was horny. All I could think about was that in less than twenty-four hours, I would be inside Mia. I was planning to take her to see some sights and to the other villages, but that would be after we made love.

I glanced over to see her smile at a passing child. He was holding a balloon and his mother's hand, but he stopped to wave at my baby doll. She beamed. If I’d thought she was beautiful before, she was a goddess at that moment. Everything about her drew me in, and I wanted to drown in her love and beauty.

The strap on her sundress slipped. I leaned over to kiss her shoulder. She took my hand and kissed my palm.

She's my f*****g center.

Soon, we arrived at the gates to the villa. It was on the outskirts of Florence with a view of the River Arno.

I heard Mia gasp loudly. "It's so beautiful, Ethan. Thank you."

I kissed her neck. The car stopped in the long driveway in front. I let Mia out of the car. She was still very shocked and almost fell before I caught her.

A butler in white formal wear opened the door for us. "Buongiorno," he said in a friendly voice.

My baby doll was enthralled. Her eyes lit up like fireflies as she turned around in circles. I wrapped my arms around her waist and showed her around the villa. I made sure the maids knew how to set up her wardrobe in our room.

I showed Mia the various rooms. Most were done in reds and golds or deep blues and purples, which were the colors of my ancestors. She especially liked our master bedroom, which had deep blue silk bedding and intricate gold Italian decals on the walls. The bathrooms had Jacuzzi tubs and double sinks. Every room had different art pieces. My baby doll f*****g whimpered when she saw the stacked library. I hoped I wouldn't have to drag her ass out of there every day while on vacation.

"Ethan, it's all so beautiful. I don't want to touch anything because it's perfect." I glanced over to see Mia hovering by a beige chaise lounge.

"You deserve nothing but the best, baby doll. This won't be the last time we come here. This villa was left to me by my father. It belongs to you, too, now."

She looked taken aback. "I couldn't… it's yours… thanks?"

I laughed at how flustered she could become when given gifts. Walking over to my baby doll, I decided I had to let her know how I felt. "Everything I own belongs to you. Don't ever feel like you owe me anything." She kissed me chastely before letting me go.

Outside was a huge pool with a man-made waterfall my baby doll would look perfect under. She bit her lip and looked over at me."Will you go for a swim with me sometime?"

Mia in a bikini equals hell yeah. I nodded my head enthusiastically. She laughed at me as I led her to the living room.

"Mia, tonight I'm taking you out to the opera. The dress Abigail got for you would be perfect to wear." She looked super excited. Personally, I wasn't into that whole whiny ass opera s**t outside of the music, but tonight was all about her. This would be an experience she would never forget.

She had a million questions."Which opera house? What are we going to see? Is dinner before or after? Should I wear my hair up or down?"

I rubbed her upper thigh to calm her down."We're going to the Teatro della Pergola; it's supposed to be the oldest one in Italy. We will be seeing an update of Puccini's, La Bohème. Dinner is after the show. Text Abigail to ask about your hair." My baby doll clapped her hands and sprinkled kisses all over my face.

I spoke to the maids briefly in Italian, giving them instructions to help Mia prepare for tonight. Then, they took her upstairs so she could get ready. I made sure everything had been done to my specifics.

The old butler, Marcello, had been with us for years, so he was a whiz at his job. I greeted him in Italian and thanked him for doing such a great job. All the help were to be gone when Mia and I returned, leaving us completely alone until I gave the word for them to come back. I wanted my baby doll to not have any inhibitions when screaming my name tonight.

Thankfully, my suit was pressed and set out in one of the guest rooms. I took another long shower. I was too f*****g excited and needed to rub one out so that I wouldn't molest Mia in public. My f*****g c**k hadn't listened to my brain in ages. I came hard, imagining my baby doll's perfect mouth on my d**k.

I took more time than usual getting ready because it was a special occasion. I'd chosen a tailored black Gucci suit with a pressed white shirt. I also added my Audemars Piguet Royal Oaks cuff links. I went with a gunmetal silk tie Abigail had bought for me during one of her shopping jaunts. Italian leather loafers finished off the outfit. I looked f*****g fine if I did say so myself.

Tinkling laughter reached me as I waited at the base of the stairs. I looked up to see a vision of beauty which should have been painted and kept in a museum for all time. Mia was wearing that midnight silk dress. Her hair was done in an intricately braided updo with sparkly silver hair clips spread throughout. She had on the Jubilee necklace I'd given her for her birthday and no other jewelry. Her porcelain skin was lightly flushed and had been brushed with some kind of sparkle. Her eyes were lined to make them appear even larger. On her lips was pinkish lipstick which matched her blush.