The Mafia And His Angel: Part 3 (Tainted Hearts 3)

I usually woke up later in the day. But today, I wanted to spend the morning with Alessio.

My little princess kicked me hard in the side, almost like she was disapproving that we woke up so early. I rubbed my hand over my rounded belly, waiting for her to calm down.

My precious little princess.

I smiled at the thought. I couldn’t wait to meet her and spoil her. Love her the way she deserved. Give her all the love Alessio and I never had.

My baby would never live the life I did. I would fight tooth and nail if anyone opposed me.

But I knew no one would. As much as I loved her, I knew Alessio and everyone else loved her the same. She was everyone’s princess…the miracle everyone was waiting for but never realized they wanted.

She finally settled down when I walked to the bathroom. Opening the door, I walked in to see Alessio brushing his teeth. I stood beside him and did the same.

He was done before me. Alessio came to stand behind me. His arms wrapped around my hips in a hug, and he kissed my neck before leaving the bathroom. After washing my face and brushing my hair, I walked out to see Alessio putting his clothes on.

He already had his shirt and slacks on. I could see his back muscles bunching beneath his fitted dress shirt as he shrugged on his suit jacket.

I took the opportunity to look at him. When he turned around, Alessio gave me a crooked, sexy smile. His eyes were dark and fierce with power. I almost shivered at his intense stare.

Alessio was in his element. He exuded power and total control. His expression was hard. He almost looked terrifying as he walked toward me. His eyes, his steps, the way he held himself…everything spoke of dominance.

Alessio looked like the ruthless mafia Boss that he was.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, I grew bolder. More powerful. This man…he was mine.

When he came to a stop in front of me, his arm snaked out quickly. I gasped when he pulled me close. “Good morning,” he whispered roughly in my ear.

“Good morning,” I replied. He chuckled low, and my arms tightened around him. “Do you want to have breakfast with me?” I asked.

Alessio paused and pulled away. “I have things to take care of, Ayla,” he replied curtly. A look of pure fury appeared on his face, and I knew exactly what he meant.

Placing a hand over his chest, I rubbed softly. “Please.”

Alessio sighed, his shoulder dropping slightly. Just then, a knock came on the door. I smiled sheepishly. “That’s our breakfast.”

He shook his head, a small smile ghosting his lips. “Fine.”

I let out a squeal and gave him a quick peck before running to the door. Opening it wide, I smiled at the maid and took the tray from her hand. “Thank you,” I said before closing the door.

I placed the tray on the coffee table and waited for Alessio to take his seat. He pulled me to his lap, and I settled sideways against his chest.

Alessio picked up a piece of toast and held it to my lips, waiting for me to take the first bite. I did, and then I fed him.

We fed each other like we had done before. When the tray was empty, Alessio placed a kiss on my temple. “I need to go.”

I nodded reluctantly. “What are you going to do?” I asked quietly.

Without answering, Alessio picked me up and walked to the bed. He placed me under the cover and pulled the comforter to my neck. After tucking me in, he kissed my forehead and then lips.

“I’m going to end it today. I am going to fucking end everything,” he said roughly against my lips.

His words left goosebumps across my skin. I almost trembled at his tone. With those words, he gave me a final glance before walking away.

I closed my eyes, releasing the long breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

This was it. The ending Alessio had been waiting for. The ending I was desperate for.

Closing my eyes, I waited for my man to come back.

After he was done slaughtering his enemies. Our enemies.

***

Alessio

I walked downstairs to see Viktor and Nikolay waiting for me at the landing. Their faces were pensive, but I knew they were waiting for the same thing as me.

Nodding in their direction, I made my way to the basement. They followed closely behind.

“They lost too much blood,” Viktor said, coming beside me.

“It doesn’t matter,” I snapped. My mind raged at the thought of them dying. I wanted to torture them more. I wanted them to bleed and hurt more.

“It’s not like they will be alive by the end of the day,” I finished with a dark laugh. Viktor shook his head, but I didn’t miss the sinister smile that appeared on his face.