My Mafia Heart

Chapter 3

It's Friday evening and my mom said after her shift she was going down to the shore with her friends and would see me on Monday. So, no need for a cover story… I packed my bag with some pajamas, t-shirts and shorts and jeans. I was wondering about several things, so I decided to text him until he showed up.

“Hello” I sent, trying to sound nonchalant

“Buongiorno” he replied. Thank god I have google translator otherwise I wouldn’t have any idea what the f**k he’s saying.

“Thanks to Google translate I know what you said butt munch. So are you going to either 1. Tell me your name, 2. Tell where exactly we're going or am I going to have to guess?” I pressed send just to be startled at the phone pinging out of control and my doorbell at the same damn time. Ignoring the phone, I went to see who was at the door. I peeked out the window and saw him standing there talking to himself. I answered the door and he abruptly stopped and looked at me.

“Are you ready?” he asked never breaking his eye contact. “Yeah, just let me grab my bag. You can come in.” I started walking up the stairs as I left my bag in my room. I heard the door shut but I never heard him climb the stairs, he was standing in my doorway watching me intensely. I turned around once I felt his presence, “Did you lose something up here? Or are you lost?” I said attempting to brush past him. He blocked my path, he smiled down at me and began to speak “Yes I did can you help me find it?”. At this point, I was intoxicated by his cologne and felt frozen, paralyzed even, before I could say anything, I felt his lips on mine sending shocks throughout my body like tiny bolts of electricity. I moaned into his mouth as he became more passionate with his kiss, not realizing I was walking back towards my bed until I fell on top of it. He then abruptly stops the kiss, catching his breath as if he was running a marathon and looks at me and smiles. He turned around picked up my forgotten bag from the doorway his words left me stunned “My name is Giovanni, but my friends call me G. Let’s go Carla or we’ll be late”

And with that I jumped up and ran down the steps to catch up, running into my mother who had forgotten her work badge. OH s**t!

“Hi Mom, I was just heading out.” Attempting to get past her without having to explain much, she smiled at me and I noticed she was in the middle of a conversation with Giovanni. “Now, Carla why didn’t you tell me you had a boyfriend?” She said a lot calmer than I was expecting. “Umm, I don’t know I guess it never crossed my mind. Sorry, momma.” I said looking at Giovanni wondering why the f**k he said he was my boyfriend.

“Well ma’am we must be going, however, with your permission, I’d like to take Carla to the mountains as a late I’m sorry for being a horrible boyfriend's birthday present?” he said with puppy dog eyes. He’s pitiful. My mom then said something more shocking then when he kissed me, “Okay, but make sure to call me the moment you arrive and send me the address of the cabin or the hotel, so I know where you are.” And with that, she proceeded out the backdoor and drove off to work. I just stood there in shock wondering where my mom went and what did he do to her. He’s still sitting at the table and gestured for me to take the now empty seat in front of him. I sat down and looked at him, I guess my face was asking the questions my mouth couldn’t form. So, he just starts talking, “My name is Giovanni Rizzo, I’m originally from New York but moved to Florida a few years ago. I’m 26 years old, I run the family business down here and my dad runs it in New York. I must admit when I first saw you, I wasn’t sure what to think, but I couldn’t get your face out of my head. So, I went to the store you work at to find you, but they said you were on vacation. I got your name from them Carla Jones, 17 years old on the day of the car accident. I knew so much more about you but nothing I don’t want to learn from you. I know there’s a 9-year age difference and you probably hate me, I hate me too sometimes, but I want to know you better.” And then the room filled with silence once more. “You know instead of a kiss you could’ve led with this…” I said smiling at him. He began to laugh and said “True, but I really wanted to shut that smart mouth of yours for a moment and I must admit it tasted good doing so. Let’s go, we’ll be late.” He then got up and proceeded out the front door and I quickly followed behind him.

When we arrived in the mountains, you’d assume we would be going to a wooden cabin in the woods… No, it’s another castle damn-near just in the winter. You can smell the fresh snow, wood-burning and hot chocolate brewing before you even got out of the car. He helped me out of the car and I instantly regretted wearing shorts and sneakers… I was freezing. He saw me shivering and shoved me inside the house where It was as warm as my mothers’ hugs. The foyer of the house was as big as my house, the ceiling seemed to go on forever and the floors were shiny as if they were just waxed. I felt super warm as he wrapped me like a present with a blanket that was in the closet. He took me on the grand tour and showed me around, the more I saw of this place the more I wondered what kind of business he in charge of that had allowed him to have such a nice house. The tour ended at my bedroom door, he showed me in and how everything worked and told me to get dressed for dinner. I watched him leave the room and I fell back onto the bed staring at the ceiling, wondering how in the world did I end up here.

I decided to take a warm shower and put on something warm, so some jeans and a t-shirt is all I had because I wasn’t informed, we were going to the damn mountains. I put my hair up in a messy bun and began to fully examine myself in the mirror, What the f**k does he see when he’s looking at me? I could probably crush him under my thunder thighs, I stuck my tongue out at myself and made my way out of the room where I was immediately greeted by a tall fellow. He had to be just as tall at Giovanni, but he wasn’t as broad in the shoulders or tough looking. He had a dark look to him, and he looked like he meant business, “excuse me, ma’am. Didn’t mean to startle you, however, the boss said for me to make sure you were ok. Would you like to me escort you to the dining room?” he said with a smile, but it seemed more like he was telling this than asking. “Umm, sure I guess.” I wasn’t sure if I wanted this or not, but I knew to say no wasn’t an option at this point. I walked behind him as we made our way to the dining room and there sat Giovanni talking to a few other guys that looked like the one that was outside my room. When he saw me, he immediately dismissed them and gestured for me to sit next to him at the table. The dining room was large like a small house used to be this room and in the middle was a long table like the one you would see in an Italian mob movie or something. I found my way to the seat next to him and blurted out this ridiculousness, “G why am I here? Why me? I’m clearly not on your level of status or looks. So why me?” I didn’t even breathe while I was spurting this out and once, I was done I felt like I had run a mile. I looked at him searching for an answer to my questions, but he showed no response and before I could ask again dinner was being served and we ate in silence. We had roast beef with gravy and mixed vegetables and roasted potatoes with a glass of red wine for the drink. It was delicious, like nothing I’ve ever eaten before and I mean my momma can cook but this was extra good. After dinner was cleared away and I finished my drink he took me by the hand and guided me to the living room where the fireplace was lit and crackling. He then proceeded to talk and all I could do is listen as his voice seemed so smooth and relaxing, “Carla, I’m sorry that you don’t see how beautiful you are. I’m sorry that you’ve dealt with boys who were too afraid to show how they felt. But truth be told you’re perfect just the way you are. You surpass my level of looks, you are the heart of the ocean. You’re here because I want to get to know you. I want to be more than the guy that damaged your car and ruined your birthday. I want there to be more birthdays and to be honest, there hasn’t been ANY female that has made me feel this way other than my niece. I can’t say I love you yet because honestly I don’t think I’m there yet but my level of liking you is beyond just dating, I see you in my future.” He says this staring at me, only inches away from my face as if he’s about to kiss me again and then I speak up and ruin the moment. “Giovanni, who are you? And please tell me the truth.” I look at him intently. I want to be with him, I felt the pull in my chest from the moment I met him until now, but I want to know exactly who he is. “The truth is… I’m in the mob, f**k I am the damn Mob. My roles in the family shouldn’t be discussed but, I’m proud of the work I do, and I can’t change who I am. That’s how I afford all of this. I’m sorry” I saw the sincerity in his eyes and the seriousness on his face. I was left speechless I couldn’t believe what my ears were hearing, can I honestly be the girlfriend of the boss of the mafia? But I knew I didn’t care I just wanted to be with him so before I could ruin the moment I just leaned over and kissed him straddling his lap and holding his face. I pulled away and he looked a bit shocked as if he was expecting a different response. He leaned in again and kissed me with more passion than I think my 17-year-old mind could handle, he then started to kiss my neck and nibbling my ear. I felt his hands roam my body and waking a fire inside of me I never knew existed. I then helped him take off his shirt and revealed the body of a GOD. 6 pack abs and his silver chain, he was delicious. He helped me out of my shirt and I instantly attempted to recover myself embarrassed of the gelatinous fat before him. He started to laugh hysterically and looked at me, “Baby, what the hell are you doing?” he said barely able to form a sentence for laughing so hard. “Baby you’re are beautiful, and even more beautiful because of how shy you are. Can I ask you a question?” He had stopped laughing and was more serious now. “Sure, I guess.” I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect but then he hit me with a brick… “Baby are you a virgin?” he asked caressing my face and tummy. I started to cry because now he’d leave me, he’d know my truth. I climbed off his lap and put my shirt back on and slide across the couch whispering “yes”. He looked at me and smiled before I could reject, he had his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him looking my square in the eyes he says “Why are you crying baby? There is nothing to be ashamed of, I’m glad to know that no one has been able to prove themselves worthy of your love. I plan to work hard every day until I earn the privilege to be with you intimately.” He said before lightly kissing me and then he turned extremely serious “And hear me now and hear me forever, your body is perfect don’t ever hide from ANYONE. You are worth more than your weight in gold or diamonds. The sooner you realize this the better off you will be ok? Good. Now let’s go to bed, there are a few things I’d like to do to you and don’t worry they don’t require penetration for right now.” He finished the statement with a devilish grin and as he ascended the stairs I sheepishly followed. Once we got to his room, he took my hand and pulled me inside shutting the door behind us.

He walked into the room and stood by the door waiting to see what I would do. I slowly walked into the room half expecting to see a red room like in fifty shades where I would be spanked into submission and begging for more, but atlas no torture chamber just a huge bed with a chandelier above it. I looked around the room taking in the scenery and realizing this room is like that of a princess movie, I felt tempted to check between the mattresses to see if there was a pea. He just stood by the door watching me investigate the room, taking it all in. While I was looking out the massive wall to wall window, I felt him wrap his arms around me and while he began to nuzzle my neck. His hot breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine causing a moan to escape my lips. I felt his hands exploring my body, resting on my chest as he slowly rubbed my breast through my shirt. I could my n*****s straining inside of my bra, waiting for freedom and to be loved more. He turned me around and began passionately kissing me, biting my lower lip as he pressed me against the window nuzzling himself in between my thick thighs. I could feel him straining against his jeans pressing into me, I could feel every inch and I never wanted that feeling to go away. He slowly started to undo my pants and dropped them to the floor, there I stood in black panties. I then felt the shirt slowly rising to be lifted over my head, breast hoisted in my over the shoulder-boulder-holder now visible to the room. I stood in front of him semi-naked and afraid, afraid that I wouldn’t be what he needed that I would disappoint.

I stood there not realizing I was holding my breath waiting for him to say something, waiting for him to move. But, he didn’t he just stood there holding me in his arms. It was the warm embrace that kept me from crying, kept me from running scared out of the room. After what felt like forever, I finally whispered in my ear, “I’ve waited my entire life for someone like you and now you’re mine.” He then slowly walked across the room and started getting ready for bed. I just stood there staring, wondering WHAT THE f**k JUST HAPPENED HERE!!! He said nothing else for the remainder of the night, I guessed he had fallen asleep, I continued to look out the winder and wonder what exactly my next move was. I could climb in the bed with him and we could continue the adventure, or I could go back to my room, climb in my bed and lie there. I opted for the ladder and went to my bed.

Lying in bed I stared at the ceiling wondering what he would think of me, wondering if I should just go home, wondering why I was even still awake. I began to drift off to sleep when I heard arguing and a woman crying. I crawled out of bed and tip-toed to the door and to listen. “Why can’t I stay?! Don’t you love me anymore?!” She yelled at the top of her lungs, “I told you months ago we were through, why the f**k are you here? Are you still stalking me?!” he said back, he didn’t shout at her instead he sounded sad for her almost. “No, I’m not stalking you or that girl you’ve been seeing, I just want my man back. Is that so wrong?!” She said while hysterically crying. “Camille we aren’t together anymore and haven’t been for months. You decided this was too much for you and left me… I’ve moved on and am happier for it. Please go home and don’t make this worse.” He said and with that, you hear the door slam shut and someone speeds off down the gravel driveway. I tip-toed back to the bed and just laid there trying to piece together everything I had just heard. The best way to know is to ask him I guess, so that’s what I had planned to do in the morning… but my heart had other plans.