The Mafia Killer’s Wife: A Dark Mafia Romance by Milano Rosa

Author:Milano, Rosa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-One

Ethan

I shake my head. "I think I understand you now."

"You don't understand me at all."

"I know you drink to forget how trapped you feel in that house. You act out to show your anger at the boundaries trapping you. It's not boundaries you need. You've had plenty of them.

"You need choices, Amanda. You've not had to make any real ones for a long time. That much is clear. What you will have with me are boundaries and choices. That's the key to becoming the person you're meant to be. The person that you are, deep inside."

"What bullshit."

"Is this bullshit?" I point at her. "I know you're a natural submissive. It's in your bones. Only what you need is a dominant partner who will not take advantage of that fact, who will not use that to fuck you up and fuck you over."

"And let me guess, that's you."

"I will make you an offer, Amanda. You spend one week with me. If at the end of that time, you are not a willing submissive, I will let you go home."

"Just like that? You'll let me go?"

"You have my word."

She drains her glass and her eyes start to glaze over. She's blinking slower than before, staring at me like I'm moving back and forth across the room. She's swaying slightly by now and I know she's close to passing out or throwing up. I'm hoping it's passing out. Less mess to clean up.

"Come on," I tell her. "First order is for you to go to bed. You need some rest."

"And what if I don't want to go to bed? What you going to do? Spank me?"

"Not tonight." I get to my feet and take the glass out of her hand. She holds it tight, but only for a moment before letting go. There's a lot in that gesture. She wants to fight me but not really. What's she's really doing is testing me, seeing if I'm being honest with her.

I imagine she's had to deal with a lot of lies in her family. Lies about herself, about the Gianni's, about the whole world and the people in it. I can help her see the real world, for better or worse. If she'll let me. I can't force her to become the person she is. I can't carry her down that path.

I can only open the door and see if she's brave enough to walk through.

I take her hand and lead her upstairs. I've put her bedroom far from mine. I don't want to be tempted in the night.

I've had it prepared ready for her. Her suitcase is already in there and there's a pair of silk pajamas on the end of the bed in her size. "Bathroom through there," I tell her. "Do you need anything else?"

"Drink," she says, the words a slur. "Always have a drink at night."

I fetch her a glass of water. I make it kitchen water, giving her time to climb into bed. I come back and she's asleep on top of the blankets.

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