obsessed with his badass ex-wife

Chapter 9

Mario

“Boss, there are no traces at the site. According to the factory worker the man you are searching for died in a car accident three years ago," My right hand man reported over the phone.

I clenched my fist annoyed of his inability to find my target. “Find out when and where he died. I want proof of his death, even if it means you dig up the bastard's grave." I gritted, ending the call instantly.

That bastard can't be dead, not after killing my brother. A man like him would rather live a rat life, hiding in sewers than buried six feet under the ground.

"What are you doing?" Natalie's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

She was fresh out of the shower, hair wet and dripping all over the place. She dared step out of the bathroom looking like a hot cinnamon roll wrapped in a white towel that showed off her pale skin.

I ran my eyes all over her body, taking note of the tattoo pecking out over her chest.

Last night, I didn't notice it. She never had a tattoo before and it captivated me to know that she got one.

Curious about the ink on her skin, I got up from where I sat and closed the distance between us in three large steps.

"What?" she snapped fiercely. I overlooked her insolent behavior and concentrated on the tattoo on her skin.

“When did you get?" I asked, looking at her wrapped up chest.

“Excuse me?"

“Your tattoo, when did you get it?" I repeated and she dryly sighed.

“Why do you want to know?" she walked passed me, heading over to where I had kept her new clothes.

She let her towel drop to her waist in order to wear her top.

I trudged over to her, grabbed her from behind and wrapped my hands over her breasts.

“I asked you a question, Sunshine. Answer me." I squeezed her t**s and she let out a painful hiss.

"Why do you care about my tattoo?" she whispered breathlessly.

I turned her around, captured one of her t**s into my mouth while I massaged the other one with my hand.

“You never had one before. So I am curious why you got one," I said in between as I sucked her peaky n****e.

She frowns her brows, trying hard not to make a sound from what I was doing to her.

“I ca... can't tell you about my tattoo just because you...ask." she sighed pleasurably.

“But I am curious. You changed a lot, Sunshine."

“Stop calling me that. I am not your Sunshine anymore." she grumbled and I pinched her other n****e to get a little revenge.

“Don't provoke me Natalie." I warned her and she pressed her lips tight forming a thin line.

“You can't force me to speak whenever you are curious. Three years ago, you abandoned me. So stop trying to act like nothing happened between us," she muttered. I could sense the hurt in her voice even though it was faint and coated with anger.

Hearing her say the word abandoned made my chest contract. I hated it whenever she brought it up.

Frustrated by her statement, I broke away from her, setting her reddened t**s I marked with my bites free.

She quickly pulled her top over her head, preventing me from having access to her t**s, even though it was unnecessary.

“I have to go. The bar needs to be open before eight. And please don't show your face today. The damage you caused last time hasn't healed. I don't want my customers and my workers to feel threatened by your presence. I will come back in the evening. So give to your own part of the deal. Stay away from my daughter and boyfriend." She warned with a stern voice.

I was okay with everything she mentioned until she mentioned the word boyfriend.

“You are going to break up with him, Natalie. That's part of our agreement." I smiled, narrowing my eyes down in a threat.

She sensed the menace in my voice and sighed reluctantly.

“Do you think the world still revolves around you? You can't tell me what to do, Mario."

"I will kill him and smear his blood all over your body while I f**k you. I mean every word I say." I darkly warned.

She quivers back, her face mixing up with fear. But that expression was short-lived. She took a bold step towards, stood on her toes and lifted her head to meet my gaze.

“You threats mean nothing to me, Mario. If you dare lay a finger on anyone I love, I swear I will hunt you down in the cruelest way you can ever imagine," she muttered with a cold voice that made my heart race.

She just threatened me yet I feel not but a heart pounding sensation in my chest.

“Will you?" I mumbled to her hearing. Her threat turned me on real quick.

“What?" she blinked her eyes, obviously confused.

“Will you hunt me down if I kill one of your lackeys? I would love to experience you chasing me with murderous intentions, baby," I said delightfully.

She frowned her face in disgust but I wasn't bothered if she was irritated by my words. I meant every word I said and would be glad if she acted on it.

“You are crazy." she gritted.

I grabbed her waist and pinned her against my body, close enough for her to feel the bulge in my trousers.

Her face darkened in horror from realization. I took pleasure watching her have an internal panic after she felt my erection.

“The more you tremble, the more I grow hard," I whispered on her skin and she jolted against my body.

“I...I have to go to the bar, Mario," she stuttered nervously.

“After you take care of what you started, Sunshine." I tossed her on the bed. “Now, spread your legs for daddy..."