The Shark Mafia Boss

Chapter 16 - Do you want to come up?

Raphael POV

“Hey, do you want to come up?” - Liv’s voice sounds like an angel

I nod my head agreeing to what she said, she tries to get away from my hug but I hold her tighter.

“Not yet” – I say

Since the phone call I had in the afternoon about the attack on my men when we were picking up a

shipment of guns all I could think was protecting Olivia, but then she got discharged from the hospital

and I’ve never been so scared in my life.

I didn’t know where she was, who she was with. If she was safe.

I can’t have that.

I let her go from the hug after what seemed like hours and I look down into her beautiful green eyes.

“Shall we?”

“We shall” – she replies grabbing some of the grocery bags.

I take them from her and I carry them all to the lift.

The moment the lift door closes I have a massive urge to kiss her

“Fuck it” – I say letting the bags fall on the floor and pinning her body against the wall kissing her.

She gives a moan and I take my chance and I explore her mouth with my tongue. This is the best

feeling ever. She tastes so good.

I press the Stop Button and grab her from her ass and lift her, she wraps her legs around my waist and

her arms around my neck allowing her hands to play with my hair.

“You are going to be the death of me” – I say between our kisses

“Raphael, someone might need the lift”

“Fuck them” – I say planting kisses down her neck while she shivers with pleasure. I can feel her heavy

breathing and I am about to lose control. My cock is so hard that actually hurts being trapped inside my

trousers and boxer shorts.

I pull away from her letting her feet meet the floor again and I look deeply into her eyes.

“Why did you kiss me?” – I hear an almost breathless Olivia

“Because I wanted to”

I press the button and the lift starts again, I grab all the groceries from the floor and I can see that she

is aroused. I can see how bright red she is and how her breathing is still heavy.

The door opens and she grabs a set of keys opening the door and I look inside. Her entire flat is the

same size as just my living room. How can she live in a place like this?

“Down on the left” – she says pointing to the kitchen. I take everything and put all the bags on the floor.

She comes after me barefoot and already with her hair in a messy bun. Fuck me how she’s hot.

I can’t control myself and I grab her by her waist sitting her on the countertops opening her legs to

allow myself to fit between them. She wraps her legs and arms around me and stares deep into my

eyes.

“Are we having sex now?” – She asks and I can see desire on her eyes

“Not today” – I reply teasing her kissing her neck

She takes a deep breath and tries to push me away, but I grab her hands and press them against my

chest.

Her eyes grow wider and she looks into my soul. She can feel my heartbeat. She can feel my erection.

She knows I fucking want her. She knows she has me wrapped up around her fingers.

“Why not?” – She asks

“Because you need to rest, and when we do this, you will be so drained that you need to be healthy for

it”

“Cocky I see” – she says.

I give her a smirk and kiss her plump soft pink lips, I grab her hair back making her gasp and I allow my

tongue inside her mouth, fuck she tastes good. She pulls me closer by my shirt and starts to lift it from

the inside of my trousers.

Now that my shirt is untucked she allows her hands to touch my skin underneath, I can feel her

breathing getting heavier, and she starts to roll her hips making me even harder

“You are making this very difficult little one”

“Maybe that’s what I want”

I grab her ass and I lift her and I push her body against the kitchen wall allowing my erection to puck

her pussy and she gasps.

“Now let’s get you in the shower” – I say putting her down and giving her a small smack on her ass.

She gives a little scream and giggles.

“Ok, ok” – she says lifting her hands in surrender

She walks into the bathroom and I decide to cook something for her. I see what she got from the This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

groceries and I decide to make Spaghetti Bolognese.

I take my shirt off and I find a pink apron

“Pink” – I laugh

I put it on and start putting the groceries away and start chopping tomatoes, onions, garlic.

I make my own tomato sauce while the mince is cooking with the garlic, and the onions, after I add the

sauce and on a different pan I cook the spaghetti.

I grate some cheese setting aside, add the tomato sauce and some red wine to the meat and allow it to

cook.

“What is that smell?” – I hear her shouting from where I assume to be her bedroom

“I am cooking you some dinner” – I say

“You can cook?”

“I am not just a pretty face” – I reply at the exact moment she walks in.

My heart skips a beat, my eyes follow every curve from her body. She is wearing a really short pair of

shorts, velvet pink, and a pink velvet crop top. Showing just the right amount of belly skin. Her breasts

look bigger with that crop top because I can see her under-boob and she has no shame.

When she notices that I am checking her out her turns bright red and wraps her arms around her body

“Maybe I should change to something that covers a little more” – she says going shy

“No” – I say, and I bet she can hear the desire on my voice

“You look breath-taking”

“Thanks, so what are you cooking? It smells amazing” – she says walking to stand next to me and

wraps her arms around my waist, and I put my arm around her.

“You will see in a minute, why don’t you set up the table for us? I opened a bottle of wine if you want a

glass”

She shakes her head agreeing to the wine.

I grab a glass and pour some for her, I already had some for me. She takes both glasses towards the

small table she had in her living room.

She turns the music on and I can hear one of the sexiest songs I’ve ever heard before. She put on the

soundtrack from Queen of the Damned.

She walks in and grabs the plates and cutlery and while she is doing it her hips are moving in sync with

the music. I position myself behind her with my hands on her hips and push her towards me.

She can feel my cock rock hard against her and that doesn’t stop her, as if she knew the power she

had over me she kept going and intensifying the movements.

I give her a smack in the ass and she gasps, she grabs everything she needs and she walks away.

I finish cooking and take the food to the table, she had set up a candlelight table. It looked nice. But I

am not that kind of guy.

I am the kind of guy that has one night stands, I don’t date. But she needs my protection.

I serve the food and she moans when she tastes it.

“This is a mouth orgasm” – she says

I laugh and start eating. When we finish she stands up and grabs the plates. I stop her and I take them,

taking everything to the kitchen and washing up and putting everything away.

When I come out of the kitchen she is asleep on the sofa still holding her wine glass.

I take the empty glass away and hold her body bridal style, when she feels that I am carrying her she

cuddles on my chest, and I can feel her hands running down my chest, but she is still asleep. I open

her bed and put her down. I kiss her head and I leave her room. I find a paper and a pen and I write a

message and leave it on her bedside table next to her phone.

When I get outside her flat I grab my phone and start making calls

“I want security 24/7 on Olivia’s flat, make sure she is always safe and that one of our guys follows her

without her knowing”

I turn off the call and walk out.

When I get home I go straight to the shower to have a cold one and then jump naked into my bed.