Chapter 85: Am So Much In Love With You

Chapter 85: Am So Much In Love With You

Luciano

“You, only you, daddy owns me.” Abigail responded.

“What a good girl you are.” I raised her in a deep tone, rubbing her cheek with my thumb.

She continued to rub her thighs together so desperately. I straightened back up again and I let go of her jaw.

“Now, you are going to take every drop of my sperm, is that understood?” She nodded repeatedly.

“Open, angel.”

She obeyed and I shoved myself into her mouth again, seeking my release and she began moaning. The vibration gave me immense pleasure, pushing me further towards the edge and I moved my hand to the back of her head again, pulling her further onto my dick. I threw my head back when the orgasm took over and released into her mouth with deep moans. I looked back down at her, watching as she did her best to swallow every bit of my sperm. I dropped my hand and let her pull back, the warmth of her mouth leaving my dick and I was still panting and sweating. She looked up at me, her head up with my hand and l brushed my thumb against her cheek.

“You did so good for me, angel. Now let me get you ready for bed.” She smiled up at me and nodded.

I helped her up on her feet and took off the belt that held her arms behind her back. She had gotten a red mark from it and I placed kisses on her skin. I led her to the shower and after she walked in underneath the water, I joined her. I helped her shampoo her hair and clean every centimeter of her body and when I stood behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her back to my front. I kissed her shoulder and neck, causing her to squeal lightly.

“I am sorry I got you mad.” I said, leaning my chin on her shoulder.

She smiled and lifted her hand to cup my cheek. The unfamiliar gesture was oddly comforting and I had never been this intimate with someone before.

“It is okay, it turned into something good.” I chuckled and turned her around, still having my arms around her petite waist.

“I don't think you understand how in love with you I am.” I muttered, putting a strand of her hair behind her ear and her eyes fell to my chest where her fingers drew patterns.

“I know,” she said softly, a little pink shade painting her cheeks and I placed a finger under her chin to make her meet my eyes.

“I love you more than you can imagine even when we argue. You know that, right?” she nodded and smiled.

“I love you too, daddy.”

She stood up on her toes to kiss me and when she pulled away, I grabbed her throat to steal another one.

When the both of us had gotten into the bed, I laid down behind her and pulled her back to my front as usual. I snaked an arm around her waist to secure her in my hold and she intertwined our hands. I pecked my face in her neck, inhaling her calming scent and then we both fell asleep.

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The heavy knock on the front door grabbed my attention and I adjusted my suit while at the same time reaching for the door handle. On the other side of the threshold stood two people I had waited for the last thirty minutes. But dressed in formal clothes, the woman in figure-hugging dress and the man in a dark suit.

Dennis Copper, a man I had known my whole life from early childhood. His father and my father were close friends, resulting in that we were as well. Dennis was a successful businessman and a member of a powerful mafia family, they were also part of my cartel. We cooperated in certain areas and worked together. What he does is pretty simple, he is the capo or captain if you will. He heads a large crew of hitmen association and soldiers and those who work for me. He is obligated to report back to me or Ambrose and the only one he obeys is me. Being the captain, he can order his crew to do absolutely anything and if they don't, they get killed.

Next to him is his wife, not much older than Abigail. Twenty-five, I guess. Their marriage was an arranged one, it was what their parents did when they were only ten. Despite this, they are a happily married couple, to an unfamiliar eye, you would believe they simply met and fell in love.

“Long time no see, Don.” She said, bowing his head and his wife did the same. I offered them a nod of approval and stepped aside to let them in.

“Keeping track of time as always, Dennis.” I said sarcastically.

“How are the children, Mia?” I asked the wife when the door was closed, she smiled softly and clasped her hand in front of her.

“They are well, we left them at home. We didn't want to disturb the peace here.” I chuckled.

“Are you kidding me? I haven't seen those little bastards since they pushed over the bookshelf in my office.” She gave me a nervous smile and lowered her eyes.

“Again, sorry about that.”

I had known Mia since she married Dennis which was years ago, still she seemed a little tense around me. I didn't blame her, though. Everyone who knew who I was acted like that, like walking on eggshells. They knew what happened to people who didn't respect me, so I waved my hand dismissively.

“Nothing to worry about. Now, let's get to work, we have a lot of things to go through.” I said, stepping towards the lounge.

“Is Ambrose going to join us?” He asked behind me, following me into the room.

“Actually no, he will know about this soon enough anyhow. Besides, this doesn't concern anyone but me and Abigail.” I took a seat on one of the couches, the other two planting themselves opposite me.

“Drinks?” I asked.

“Yes, that would be nice.” He replied.

I gestured for the maid to get us something to drink and she scurried off. I leaned forward, my elbows on my knees.

“Do you have it with you?” I asked him, he nodded and fetched a document out of the bag he had brought with him.

“Here,” he laid them out on the table.

“This is every estate that matches your preference. Both closer to the city and outside.” He said.

I picked up each paper, examining the huge mansion on the picture and the information beneath it. I wanted something that was secure, big enough to fit a family and something that I knew Abigail would love. The maid returned with a tray in her hand, putting each glass on the table between us and then hurried back to stand by the door.

“And each one is in Lagos?” I asked, glancing up at him and he nodded.

“Yes, that is what you asked for, right?”

“Yes, I don't think she would want to move farther away than Lagos. In the future, maybe but we will deal with that then as long as she is happy.”