The Midnight Mafioso [#2]

73|the Long Flight

I carried a cup of steaming hot chocolate towards my lovely husband. He stood beside the front counter of Mum’s bakery shop, chatting with Anton. People showed up and I  appreciated their support. 

Caitlin helped me serve the drinks around, and Malia was busy serving the cookies. She had been staying at the Mikhailov estate and I was okay with it. Seeing that she made efforts to be nice, I let the positive vibe lead me.

“This is for you.” I gave Anton a mug and he thanked me. I faced Dmitri and fell into his drool-worth smile, his eyes studying my face. “Here.”

“Thank you, beautiful.” He took it to his lips for a sip and a hidden frown danced on his face. “No coffee in the house?”

I scoffed, I expected that. “Well I might remind you that it's Christmas month and hot chocolate should be the only drink, courtesy of Christmas.”

“Don't tell me you are among those who also believe in Santa?”

“I was actually thinking you'd be Santa this season.”

I saw Anton slipping off, leaving the two of us as we chanted.

“What nonsense?”

“To the kids in the children's home. It would be fun.”

He sighed, placing the mug on the counter before pushing his hand on my waist and drawing me to him. Even with the attempt to hide it, I still saw hunger in his eyes.

“You look amazing tonight.” He whispered as he ran his hand over my cheek, caressing my skin gently.

“So do you.” I ran my hand on his chest. “I should be serving drinks.”

“I also need to be served.” He drew me again so that I could feel his hardness against me. The thought of it turned me on.

“Later, mister.” I nudged him off and stepped behind, a coy smile on me. I could have handled him, but it was my mother's event, we needed to behave. “I love you,” I whispered.

He stared with hungry eyes, his jaws twitching as I stepped away, and giggled as I left. He wasn't okay there.

Once everyone had their drinks, I pulled Cait to the back towards the kitchen. Redness perched on her cheeks, she already knew what I wanted to know.

“He is not here.” I had noticed that Akim did not show up.

She nodded. “Yes. He wasn't supposed to be.”

My brows pulled together. “He only came to kiss you?”

“What? No!”

“Cait!” I faked a glare and she bought it.

She hid her face. “Don't judge me okay?”

“Come on, you should have known me by now. I want to know how you feel. I would not wish to see you in tears ever again. I want you to have a nice man who would treat you right. I still ache from what Ivan did to you.”