The Badass Mafia Boss Queen

On Hollis’s insistence, I had to put on an extremely gorgeous kitten heel. We left our suite for the car and he held my hand firmly. The staff of the resort was lined up just like last night.

“Gross.” I murmured when we passed them and he arched his brow again, oh Lord!

Does he even know that arching his brow gives a certain heart melting look on his face that can make a woman think of several things in relation to sex and orgasm. ‘Straight to hell Ugo, straight to hell.’ The voice in my head warned.

“What do you think about managing resorts, is that something you can do?” His voice broke through my sinful thoughts.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Huh?”

“You complain that you’re bored at home. I’m wondering if you’ll love to take up something as challenging as managing my chain of resorts. I have just a couple of them in few places. I’m wondering if you think you can manage them or if you’re willing to give it a try.” A smirk appeared on his face. “Let’s see how long it will take before you get drowned.” He added with a wink.

“I know what you’re trying to do.” I laughed at his trick.

He was trying to cajole me into taking up an offer he knew very well I could handle effectively.

“You do?” He chuckled. “So is it something you can do, Ugo?”

“I don’t know, how about I think about it, Ace?” I looked up to meet his stunning gaze but saw a frown, then it wore off instantly.

“Perfect answer.” He replied. When we got to the car, Nero was already behind the wheels, waiting. Hollis opened the door for me.

“You look and smell amazing Ugo.” He said, when he slid in behind me.

I smiled. “Thank you for getting everything I’m wearing.”

“Which of your perfumes are you wearing? I’ll need to get you a dozen bottles of it ”

“Raw.” I replied. He adjusted his trousers and said something I didn’t hear. “What?” I asked.

“That sounded… raw,” he replied and I laughed.

“Well, you got it.”

“I never knew it would smell this amazing. I saw an empty pack of the perfume in one of your dressers and I figured you didn’t want to forget the name. Hence your reason for keeping it there.”

“True. I used it once after a friend’s recommendation. And I just couldn’t get it around anymore. So I kept the empty pack.” I agreed.

“See, look how much I know you.” He said excitedly.

“Do you?” I asked and he replied with a simple yes. “So, what’s my favorite food?”

“Spaghetti.”

“Favorite color?”

“Aside black, brown.”

I knew my surprise was evident. Out of curiosity, I asked more.

“My favorite snack?”

“Cakes.”

“Sports?”

“Hockey.”

“Oh wow!” I exclaimed. “Hobby?”

“Reading.”

“You’ve stalked the shit out of me. It’s creepy.” I confessed.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He replied instead.

“One more thing.” I said and motioned him closer with my index finger. “What’s my favorite sex position?” I teased, making sure that my voice carried the intensity of the question.

He smiled and drew even more closer. “That’s a personal question, Ugo.” He told me and I gulped. “But we can run a test, if you want us to.”

“Wouldn’t I be a bad wife if I say I don’t want us to?”

“You will be an amazing wife either way.” He blew a kiss and relaxed back to his seat leaving a stunned me.

When I finally relaxed, I focused on the ride to the club. The rest of the ride went on in silence. When we arrived, the first thing I noticed was the location of the club, the distance from the gate to the club was vast.

Some crazy developers would have turned the whole land to a large estate that could take about a hundred and twenty to a hundred and fifty houses without air. The windows and doors of the club were all tinted and just above the entrance door was a logo with the club name, HG.

“Hollis Genovese? I asked, looking at the logo.

He followed my gaze and nodded. “Yes.”

Nero parked the car. As we climbed out, I straightened my dress and watched my husband waiting for me calmly like we had the whole day. As soon as I was done, and we got to the entrance of the club, a tall blond man in faded jeans and a tight flannel shirt exited the building and marched in our direction.

He had a hard hat on his head and a mildly disgruntled look on his face as he approached us, but when he lifted his head and locked eyes with me, his expression suddenly changed. A smile stretched across his stubbled cheeks as his blue eyes skated up and down my body.

“Are you checking out my wife, Jason?” Hollis asked in a firm tone, making my head swell.

“Of course not.” Jason laughed cheerfully. “I would never do that.”

But he was doing that. I found myself staring at his chiseled cheekbones and full, pink lips. He was freaking gorgeous.

“Hello, Mrs. Genovese. It’s a pleasure to have you here with us ma’am.”

He chimed with a disarming gaze on me. Hollis cleared his throat, putting the attention back on Jason.

“Baby,” he called me sweetly and that alone brought some wetness in a certain part of my body. “Jason handled the building contract of this place and he’s been laden with the task of taking care of the building until we decide to let him go.”

He told me and I watched Jason nod like some Agama. “Mr. Jason, it’s nice meeting you. I’ll be seeing you around, right?”

I looked at Hollis and as usual, that brow did the questioning. “I won’t be banking on that.” He replied shrewdly.

Suddenly, a soft hand latched around my waist and tugged me away abruptly from Jason’s presence.