My Mafia Man - 20 First night part 2

I turned my head the other way and closed my eyes to escape his glare, I felt his hand crawling along my back till it reached the dress zipper. I turned my head back and felt a sudden nibble on my neck, he was leaving hickeys all along my neck and chest working his way down to my collar bone where he stopped and suddenly bit down. “Aaahh” I screamed out from the stinging pain. With all my strength I pushed against his chest to get him off, and he moved it worked,I kept pushing to get him off me. When I open my eyes, I see him staring down at me, the look on his face tells me that me pushing him had nothing to do with him moving.

He chose to back off, he wanted to see me struggle and get excited as if my efforts were doing something and then be crushed when I realized that it was for nothing. He turned his gaze to the left, I quickly glanced over to see what caught his eye while keeping an eye on him. It was the black bag that Ocean had left here, it was sitting on the night stand I guess he moved it there when I was hiding.

His arm suddenly reaches over to it and pulls something out, out of fear of what he was grabbing I shut my eyes. I hear a “tick” sound as he placed something down, sounded like it was metal, now I really don’t want to open my eyes. But if its an injection again I wanna see it coming, I slowly open one eye to peek out and I see a little blurry but its a picture frame. What the hell I know that frame, my eyes pop open, its the frame that was next to my bed in my apartment and in it is a picture of my family.

My hands clench on his chest, “Why do you have that?” I said in anger as I flipped my head back to face him.

“Why do you think? Your families quiet nice,” his gaze turned dark and his grin faded “but that can be fixed.”

“WHAT!?” I shouted in fear, what does he mean fixed. Oh no, he’s gonna do something isn’t he but he wouldn’t. Maybe this is what everyone was talking about, that I should let him do as he pleases or I’ll only suffer more.

He moves his hand to my head and strokes my hair back, “What do you think? Should I educate them?”

I know what he’s saying, but right now I honeslty don’t know what to say or what he wants. “what do you want?” I ask as a tear falls down my cheeck

“Just an answer.”

“No, I don’t want you to touch them, hurt them, educate them, or do anything else to them. They have nothing to do with this so just leave them alone!” I screamed with a mix of emotions, I was so angry, scared, worried, and so many other things, that it just came out. I regret saying it now, because now I dont know how he’s going to react being told like that and I’m to scared to face him. I don’t dare to turn my face or open my eyes to see his face.

“Your right.” What, what did he just say? I turn my face to see him, to find a calm expression, he didn’t look angry at all. Oh thank god, I took a sigh of relief. “But you do.” Uh oh I thought.

“Unfortunately for you I don’t like women with scares, so it looks like they’ll have to take your lessons for you.”

What? what is he talking about.