My Mafia Ex-Husband

Chapter 7- Cassandra

We all spent the day together. We took a long walk in the nearby woods. Santino asked a lot of questions on how many people were on the reservation and the school. How people lived her. He asked quietly about my ties to the people.

I explained everything to him. For some reason, I wanted truth between us. Although, he broke my heart with his relationship with my sister. I just could not hate him.

He was doting on the boys. He sat on the floor them, and finger painted. I smiled at the loving father he was. Was this an act? He would pay dearly if it was.

I kept my guard up. I had built a wall around me and my sons. Santino was slowly breaking that wall. Damn him.

Henry had stopped by on his way to town and asked if we would like to join him for dinner. Santino asked me and we decided to go, only after Mother and Mille offered to babysit.

The boys had eaten, had their bath and were sleeping peacefully. I was comfortable with that the fact that Mille stayed with the boys. I knew Mother had a lot of things to do.

We stopped at the local restaurant and had steak dinners. Santino paid, against Henry’s wishes. But Henry graciously accepted after I nodded to him. We left the restaurant and stopped at the town bar. We ordered drinks and I noticed the pool table unoccupied in the corner.

I got up and went to the table and set up the rack. Santino never took his eyes off of me. I could feel his stare burning into the back of my head.

“Nine ball or eight ball?” Henry laughed as he grabbed a pool stick.

“Don’t know. How much do you want to lose tonight?”

“Eight ball, call the pocket.” Henry grumbled as he chalked his stick. I laughed and grabbed a pool stick and did the same.

We tossed a coin. I won the toss and broke. I ran the table on him. On the fourth game, Henry owed me forty dollars. Santino was watching and chuckling, then he stood and walked toward the pool table.

“It seems my wife…has skills. Do you mind? I will take over your debt.” He smirked and Henry handed Santino his pool stick.

I raised an eyebrow. “You up for this?” I asked with a smile.

“I will take you on. I have only played at home with my cousins on occasion.” Santino smiled with a sparkle in his eye.

“What’s your bet?” I asked.

“One hundred a game.”

“Not fair, no one here can afford that.”

“Hmmm. How about his, best out of ten the winner takes the other home for the night?”

“Really, you are staying at my cabin. So how does that help me?”

“Okay, winner takes care of the boys while the other just relaxes and enjoys the day off.”

“You are sure of this?”

“Yes, mi Tesoro. I am very, very sure. Are we good?”

“Sure, baby-cakes. You are on. Toss?”

“Oh, no. You may have first shot?”

I giggled and shook my head at him. “Cocky much?”

“I’ll show you cocky, mi Tesoro.” He whispered in my ear, as he walked past me to sit on the bar stool closest to the pool table.

I smirked. I broke and ran the table. Five games later. I am in the lead. Then, on the six game I felt something touch my inner leg. I slowly turned and Santino was smiling while pulling his pool cue back to his side.

“Cheating will get you nowhere!” I smiled. I broke and ran the table again.

Game eight, “Give up?”

“Oh, no. I just love watching you walk around the table. Calculating. Thinking. Examining. Not to mention, your sweet ass. The way you bend over the table and slowly stroke the pool cue. So, sensual as you chalk it.” He growled lowly.

My eyes went wide as my needy flower was soaked. Jerk! He was talky dirty on purpose. I have not had s*x since our night I conceived with our twin baby boys. My legs were wobbly.

Someone had put some Reggaeton music on, similar to salsa and hip-hop. My hips started swaying to the music as I walked around the pool table.

I couple of times I caught Santino staring at me. He dropped his pool cue a couple of times. Hahaha. My turn. I started swaying my hips toward him and cupped his face with one hand and I leaned over a licked his ear. His shivered where he sat and closed his eyes.

I smiled and walked back to the pool table. I broke and ran the table. “Ten out of ten, baby-cakes. Your ass is mine!”

“In more ways than one, mi Tesoro. I am at your command.” He stood and bowed.

Damn him, I think I just creamed my jeans. s**t! This will not be good. I want him badly. I just hope I don’t jump his bones in the car on the way back to the cabin.

Santino left a couple of hundred-dollar bills on the table as the server was clearing our table. I smiled and waved to the young man.

Jimmy, he is a good kid. He is studying to be a schoolteacher. He wants to stay on the rez and teach. My group is doing everything we can to supply the school here as they do not have any supplies.

Santino held the door for me as we left the bar. Henry had left in his vehicle while Santino’s driver had waited for us. His driver drove us back to the cabin. I was nervous, like a teenager on her first date. I was feeling anxious. Would he kiss me? Does he still love me? Did he ever, really love me? Me, not my fertility.

Mille and Mother said the boys had fallen asleep and they smirked as the quickly excused themselves and walked out of the cabin.

Santino mumbled to his driver and walked back into the cabin after watching his driver leave. He closed the door and looked at me with hungry eyes. My legs were shaky as I walked into the bedroom to check on my sons. Our sons.

I felt Santino standing behind me. “You gave me beautiful babies.” I felt his hand on my arms from behind me. I felt his chest to my back.

I felt his hot breath on my neck, “Will you give me more?”

“I wanted a lifetime with you. You slammed that in my face when you brought my sister into what I thought was our home. She is a virus. Only destroys. Why would your father think that I could not give you an heir?”

I felt his body tense and his heavy sigh, “I was stupid to listen to my father. Your sister wanted a meeting with my father, the day of our wedding. She convinced him that you could not conceive. My father was outraged and demanded that I bring your sister to live with us.” He murmured.

He turned me to face him. “I am so, so sorry that I listened to him. I should have spoken to you first. I always thought that I had to do exactly what my father expected. I realized, at your expense, that I was so very wrong. I follow you. I fell in love with you that very first day we met. I love you more ever since I saw how strong you were to walk away from me.”

Santino rubbed my arms gently and kissed my forehead. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist. His arms wrapped around my body. He held me close to him.

“All I wanted was to make you happy and for us to have a family together. My sister has always hated me. She hated that I studied and wanted a family of my own. She hated that I cared about others. She hated that I loved you.”

Santino tipped my chin up and gently kissed my lips. Which led to feverish kisses. My body took over and I leaped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his body. I want him to devour me. Over and over again. Damn hormones!