?THE MAFIA’S HEARTBEAT?
{She’s on a mission}
?Rare
?Don’t copy or repost?
Chapter Forty Nine.
A punch was sent across Matteo’s face cutting his li-ps.
“Pierce….” He raged spitting out blood.
“Matteo” Nicky panicked standing back to her feet and rushing to him.
“Don’t meddle” Pierce’s voice made her to stop.
Matteo jumped from his seat in anger pulling Pierce by his collar.
“What was that for?” He fumed.
“That was for bombing my clan and this…” He raised his fist to punch Matteo again but he grabbed it with his palm.
“Don’t even think of it, the last time i checked, you aren’t even my father” Matteo spat.
“Matteo” Pierce gritted his teeth.
“Don’t open up my injuries” He yammered.
“What will you do if i do?” Matteo scoffed.
“I’ll murder you like i murdered Jerome” The words escaped his li-ps.
“You said what?” Matteo’s heart skipped a bit.
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Slowly, the night took over, everyone were asleep except a particular soul.
Monarch.
She continued tossing on the bed, on seeing that sleep was far from her, she jumped down from it and put on her floppy wears.
She turned to the second bed and found Rebel cuddled up as cold struck her…she walked towards her and used the quilt to cover her fully.
She turned to the floor and sp-otted Celia and Wren fast asleep, Celia was snoring lightly but while was smiling from her sleep, only God knows the kind of dream she’s having.
She moved her legs and began walking out of the room heading downstairs.
“Gotta clear my head” She sighed and continued descending the stairs.
She walked to the livingroom heading for the wine bar, she grabbed a bottle and a glas-s.
Unknowing to her that a figure was watching.
“Make that two” She heard a voice which made her to flinch.
“Sammie…fu-ck, you scared her” She heaved a sigh of relief.
“What are you doing downstairs?” She arched a brow.
“Couldn’t sleep, keep thinking about tomorrow, the big day” He placed emphasis on his last statement.
“Me too” Monarch sighed grabbing another glas-s and heading to sit beside him on the couch.
“Keep thinking what will become of us if something goes wrong, the lord will be nothing but disappointed” She pouted.
“I thought that was well” Sammie smiled, she raised up her eyes and they made contact for a while.
As the air became tense, Monarch looked away.
She cleared her throat and popped open the wine bottle.
“This thing won’t drink itself” She joked and filled the two cu-ps, Sammie picked one, she picked the other, they clic-ked their glas-ses before drinking.
“Why don’t you have a boyfriend Monarch? I ba-rely see you with one” Sammie muttered making Monarch to choke on her drink, he patted her back to calm her down.
” I’m really sorry” He continued saying while patting her back, she simply threw him a glare.
“The man i liked turned me down” She huffed making Sammie to feel bad for what he did back then.
“Liked?” He arched a brow
“Yes like, I’m over him now” She replied but de-ep down, she knows she isn’t and never will she.
Sammie felt a pang in his heart on hearing her say she’s over him, strangely, it hurts.
“What is wrong with me?” He cussed un-der his breathe raking his fingers throu-ghhis head.
This, Monarch found hot but looked away quickly before she’ll do something crazy, she knows the kind of restraint she pulls everytime he’s around her, only God knows how much she wants to ki-ss those li-ps of his, those li-ps that drives her crazy.
“I’ll head to my room now” She stammered standing to her feet but Sammie pulled her back, that single action made her to lose her footing, she crashed on his lap-s, her hands around his ne-ck and her li-ps crashing against his accidentally.
She felt something cold on her arse.
“Wait…his hands” She panicked and pulled her li-ps from his quickly.
“I’m sorry” She apologized and her cheeks turned pale in embarras-sment.
Sammie smiled on seeing how embarrased she was, he knows his hands are on her arse but he doesn’t wanna pull away.
“Sammie?” She gasped as he pulled her back.
“Don’t be sorry Monarch, i want this” He whispered into her ears sending a cold s-ns¶tion down her spine as a result of the impact of his breathe on her ne-ck.
“fu-ck..” Monarch cussed.
Only God knows what that single action of his did to her, it made her to cream her pa-ntie which is really embarras-sing.
“The effect this dude has on me” She pouted.
“What did you say?” Sammie questioned still fli-rting with her as he heard her say some inaudible words.
“Are you drunk Sammie?” She asked staring into his eyes because the Sammie she knows is the one that always pushes her away.
“Let’s say we’re both drunk” He smiled and crashed his li-ps on hers once again.
Monarch de-epened the ki-ss attacking his li-ps with all her might, the battle for dominance began and their twirled their tongue in eachother’s mouth and M0-ning in ecstasy.
Sammie didn’t want to disengage from the ki-ss, this is what he want.
“Sammie…” Monarch M0-ned rasply as he placed his mouth on that sen-sitive sp-ot on her ne-ck suc-king it.
“W-what a-are we d-doing” She M0-ned.
“Everyone are asleep Monarch, i want you” He said hoarsely taking off her night robe.
“The real Sammie doesn’t want me, what has changed?” She asked in confusion.
“Ion know, I’m also confused” he admitted crashing his li-ps on hers once more and continued their hot make out section
A gasp left Monarch’s li-ps when he grabbed her b-oobs with his palms fondling them.
Only then did she realize that she was already nak-ed.
He pinned her on the couch and mounted on her.
He took off his shirt speedily and did same to his short.
Monarch ran her hands throu-ghhis che-st making him to growl.
“You’re driving me insane Monarch” He growled pinning her hands above her head.
“Give me the permission to do drive you nuts tonight”
“Permission granted”
The moment the words left her mouth, she felt him thr-ust into her, a gasp left her li-ps as they wandered into the journey of pure plea-sure and ecstasy.
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MORNING…
Monarch’s eyes peeled open and she jumped down the couch, her mind suddenly traveled to their hot make out section last night.
A smile curled on her li-ps on recalling every details of it, he made her feel like a woman, a real woman…this time, she didn’t initiate it, he did.
She smiled more and grabbed her robe from the floor and put it on before anyone comes down.
“Thank God it’s still dark….2:30” she muttered glsncing at the wall clock.
“I better leave before he wakes up, I’ll be so embarras-sed to face him” She added and began sneaking away when his voice made her to halt.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Sammie sat up on seeing her sneaking away, the truth was that he wasn’t actually sleeping, he’s always fond of waking up by twelve, he closed his eyes pretending to sleep when he saw her eyes peeled open, he wanted to see her reaction once she’s awake.
“I-i’m going back to my room” She pouted.
“Really? You didn’t even care to say something before leaving?” He raised his voice.
“Shh!!” She jumped from where she was standing covering his mouth.
“You’re screaming” She complained.
“We are in somebody’s house” She added.
“Really?” He chuckled.
“You didn’t remember we were in someone’s house last night when you were M0-ning my name so loudly that even the gatekeeper I’m sure must have heard it” He muttered shamelessly.
“Sammie” Monarch bend her head and embarras-sment washed over her.
“About yesterday…” they said in unison.
“Go first” Sammie smiled.
“No…you go first” She ordered.
“Remember the ladies first principle?” He muttered.
“I insist” She glared at him.
“Fine…” He rolled his eyes, he cleared his throat and began.
“About yesterday, I’m…”
Monarch’s mind suddenly traveled to the first time they had s-×, the words he used on her the following day ‘I’m sorry”
“Stop…” she ordered cutting him off
“I know, you’re sorry, let’s forget this ever happened, no nee-d to say it, i already know” She sighed standing back to her feet.
“Monarch…” He raked his hands throu-ghhis hair.
“Don’t always jump into conclusion” He scolded.
“I think i like you” He added making Monarch to burst into laughter like he had said something funny.
“You think? You aren’t even sure” She scoffed and began walking away.
He went after her quickly grabbing her by the hand.
“I’m confused about my feelings, i know i feel something for you” He muttered.
Monarch stared into his eyes and saw nothing but honesty.
“Nellie, you still love her right?” She questioned.
“My feelings for her died that day” he responded.
“Just give me time to see throu-ghwhat i feel for you, if it’s love, I’ll hold unto you, if it’s just lust, I’ll let go, ion wanna hurt you” He explained and before he knew, she smacked her li-ps on his placing a light ki-ss on it.
“Thank you for regarding my feeling” she smiled before walking away.
Unknowing to them that an angry being was watching, she has been furious since she received the news last night that some men went away with Vanessa and Jolie beating her men to pulp and bombing Pierce’s clan and killing majority of them.
“fu-ck those lovebirds” She hissed walking into the kitchen.
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Isme, Vanessa, Jolie, Zola and the rest arrived safely at Morio, the journey was tiring as Matteo made sure they moved by 12:00 am.
“The place ain’t as bad as we thought” Jolie exclaimed the moment they stepped down from the ship.
“Really?” Zola scoffed.
“We’ll cope Zola, we have enough food stucked in the ship, over there, are small houses, we’ll also have a roof over our head, what more can we wish for?” Mrs Isme mumbled.
“Listen to your grandma Zola, we’ll thrive” Mrs Vanessa patted her head…they got pretty attached at the journey.
“Okay….” Zola smiled.
Will walked past them taking some stuffs into their new house, he looked unhappy and it was showing from his face.
Mrs Isme eyes met with Mrs Vanessa and she sighed on recalling the advise Vanessa gave her after telling her about their love triangle.
“You can do it Isme…” Mrs Vanessa smiled convincingly at her.
“Don’t hold him down, if you love something, set it free” She advised once more before stepping away from Isme.
“Go find a room Zola…I’ll go help the men” Mrs Vanessa muttered and Zola ran off.
Isme stood staring towards Will’s direction, he dropped the luggage and returned back to get more walking pas-s her.
“If you love something, set it free” Mrs Vanessa’s word echoed in her ear.
“I want you to be happy Will” she sighed.
“I’ll free you if that will make you happy” she said un-der her breathe.
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EARLIER IN THE DAY.
Rebel and her friends walked out of the room dressed in official wares and looking stunning.
They headed for the livingroom.
Watson who was walking down the stairs halted on seeing them, frown lines appeared on his head.
“Watson….” Wren smiled rushing to him, she began fixing his tie properly while the rest eyed themselves.
“Where are you guys going?” Watson frowned.
“Thank you” he mouthed forcing a smile after Wren was done.
“Don’t mention” he waved it off.
“About your question, I’m resuming work” Rebel muttered.
TBc