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

Ayla’s cheeks turned red, and I watched her flustered over Erik.

“Emm, yes…Alessio has told me about you,” she replied.

“I can’t fucking believe that you’re hitched, Alessio. Am I the only single one left?” he said, running his fingers through his hair.

“Pretty much. If you don’t count my men,” I replied, rolling my eyes.

“Well, I like my pussies varied. Can’t stick with just one.” He shrugged. His eyes went to a woman as she passed by us.

“I’ll tap that one anytime,” he said, smacking her on the ass. “Tonight, kotik. What say?”

Too bad for him the woman turned out to be Nina.

She swiveled around; her glare could kill anyone on the spot. “Touch me again and I will rip your arms off and beat you with them,” she growled.

Erik raised his hands up. “Damn, Nina. I thought we were good. You liked it last night.”

Ayla coughed, hiding her laugh behind her hand.

Without answering, Nina started to walk away, only to stop again. “Oh, and call me a pussycat again and you won’t be able to speak. Got it?”

Erik stared at her speechless. “What crawled in her ass? She need the stick removed or what?”

He smirked then. “I’ll remove it…and then replace it with something else.”

He thrust his hips forward and winked. I could see Ayla blushing, and she looked down.

“Where is Viktor?” Erik asked. “Can’t see the best man anywhere.”

“He must be somewhere,” Ayla asked. “He was right beside us a few minutes ago.”

Erik nodded and started to back away. “I’ll see you both later.”

Ayla waved and then sagged against me. “Is he always like this?”

“Yes,” I replied drily.

“It looks like I have met all of the Families,” she said, watching the guests mingling around. “They seem…very enthusiastic. I can’t explain it. It’s strange.”

“Most of us here are killers, Ayla. Of course, it’s strange. We don’t mingle and party.”

Ayla nodded in understanding as other guests made their way to us. She talked, smiled, and laughed at everyone.

I watched her getting along, and pride filled my chest. She has come a long way. We both have.

Ayla deserved this more than anyone.

I snapped out of my thoughts when Ayla made her way to me. Leaning on her toes, she placed a quick kiss on my lips, catching me by surprise.

I love you, she mouthed.

I heard people laughing and clapping as I pulled her onto my lap. Yeah. I fucking loved this woman.

And she was getting deliciously fucked tonight.

***

Ayla

My heart drummed as Alessio pulled me onto his lap.

I bit on my lips, feeling my cheeks heating under his eyes. His eyes followed my movement, and if possible, his gaze was growing more lustful. He looked so sexy in this moment.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Maddie motioning me over. “I guess it’s time for our first dance,” I said softly.

Alessio cradled me to his chest and stood up. He carried me to the platform before placing me on my feet. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I moved closer.

Alessio held my hips as we started to move to the song. It was slow and perfect. He twirled me around and then pulled me back.

We moved together as the others started to join us. Placing my head over Alessio’s shoulder, I let him lead the dance.

The moment felt so surreal, so perfect that tears blinded my vision. We danced for a long time, neither of us wanting to let go.

When my feet were tired and aching, I finally pulled away. The sun was setting, casting a beautiful soft orange glow in the sky.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Evaline dancing with someone I didn’t recognize.

Maddie tsked beside me. “What is this girl doing?”

I didn’t reply. My gaze stayed on Evaline, who was dancing way too close. Oh.

Her arms went around his neck as they laughed, the man enjoying her closeness.

Maddie laughed. “She’s crazy.”

I glanced Nikolay’s way.

Not good. Not good at all.

He looked like he was ready to commit murder.

I looked at Evaline again. This time, her eyes were on Nikolay as she continued dancing. She moved closer as she rolled her hips against the man’s groin.

“Emm…” I started.

“She’s playing with fire,” Maddie replied before I could say anything. “But God, I’m loving this!”

Nikolay finally snapped, and I winced.

He prowled toward the dancing couple and grabbed the guy by his collar, practically pulling him off his feet. He pushed him away, the man tumbling over.

Oh dear.

Nikolay grabbed Evaline’s hips, pulling her against him. He bent his head down and whispered something in her ear. His face looked harsh and angry.

He thrust his hips against her before twirling her around. It wasn’t a slow, romantic dance. No, it was angry and sensual.

Even I blushed at the scene.

Evaline was laughing, clearly not affected by Nikolay’s anger. She pulled away from him but not before I saw her palming him between his legs.