Bound To Her Mafia

la's

ever came naturally unless

and watch over me until I fell asleep was a

utiful room. The anxiety of being in a new place was driving me insan

taff. I'd lived a comfortable life with mamá, but we weren't wealt

ifferent typ

en spent in my new room whe

wo piece sleepwear set. It was a white two piece number, a mixture

my breasts due to the size of them and the shorts a little o

p-wear because it was uncomfortable. Even thought my bre

ir hits the bare skin of my arms, stomach and legs making me shiver and wish I wo

I glance down the hall towards the black double d

uld he

be. Ethan had informed me Alejandro was a very busy man. Always working and

hall, but I stop short as my head snaps towards the stairs whe

stranger before me, makes me shut my mouth. There wa

doing the button of his perfectly tailored blazer. His large calloused hands then moved to loosen the top buttons

he top of the stairs and loo

o

n a man so devi

cal sense. Sure his broad frame and muscular physique was eye ca

a lung full of air in fear that hi

complimented his strong jaw, where hints of a five o-clock

one of a powerful man who knew what he wanted and knew

and all I could think of was how alluring the way in which he walked was. He walk

way this was

tting puttane into my house, up on my floor?" He snaps, the pent up rage and frustration clear in his voic

hout my body, so much so that I find

stead, he spit the words into the air as if someo

beneath his eyes, frustration and fatigue written all across his perfectly str

me feel small and weak and I couldn't even begin

I know it, he's dragging me towards the stairs, my

at the sight of this complete stranger dragging me

only tightens it. "There's been a mistake. Thats- that's my bedroom! I'm staying here." I say franticall

e him out to be. He was cruel, mean, ab

es before he lets go of my arm immediat

's face is now scrunched up in slight confusion mixed with disbelief. "Camila?" It's

rapping my arms around myself, in a

yes shut and digging the palms of his han

e for the first time when he steps cl

a ste

look so... so different from when I last heard of you." He mumbles, his eyes snapping down m

?" I spit in frustration, my face scrunching

ng just how in need of a nap he is but I i

't dese

g as he looks me right in the eye. "I'm truly sorry if I terrified you and came off as harsh. I won't ever touch you like that a