Mafia Desire (Erotica) novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15
"All right, Dalia, I'll be nice to her. "Open up now." I said

She complied.

"Here comes the plane.... brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr I said with a smile.

"Ahhhhhh... number number number." She stated this while eating.

My little sister was perfect; she was the sweetest person and she adored me; she brought out the best in me, and I was grateful that she was born into my family.

I smiled as I looked at Dalia, but then I noticed movement in the corner of my eyes. She was staring at me, as if she was studying me. She noticed me while I was with Dalia. I didn't want anyone to see me smile except my family. People saw my happiness as a sign of weakness, and anyone other than my blood would use it against me.

I looked at Dalia, remembering that I had promised to be nice to Ava.

"Hello, Ava," I said, my tone cold.

"Um, hello Andrew," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"I was just leaving," I grumbled, my gaze darting away from her.

"Um, okay..." I stumbled over her words.

It irritates me when people are flustered. In addition to making my mood worse, her presence was obstructing my exit from the kitchen.

"Ugggg," I rolled my eyes and motioned for her to move away. Making it abundantly clear how much she irritated me.

She rolled her eyes back at me and stepped aside. Rolling her eyes was not the worst of the tricks she performed. I let it go as soon as she was out of sight.

"What the heck, I just let a babe roll her eyes at me, who am I?" I was thinking to myself.

Ava was pushing all of my buttons, and I couldn't stop her. I got into my car and decided I needed to get some fresh air. I drove to my house because I needed to hit something at the gym.

When I walked into my house, Ashley was sitting on my couch in an ass high skirt and a tank top that barely covered her tits.

She got up from the couch when she saw me.

"Hello, baby." She said this while raising her voice three octaves above her normal range.

"Do not address me as such." With annoyance in my voice, I said.

Even though I despised Ashley, she was present when I needed to vent; she wasn't the gym, but she would suffice.

I approached her, pushed up against the wall, and slammed my lips into hers. I shoved my tongue into her mouth but quickly retracted it because I didn't like how my mouth felt on hers.

I met Ashley three years ago and she has been my go-to hookup whenever I need her. She's been a clingy babe who won't leave me alone since we first hooked up. The only reason I didn't kill her was because she was always at my disposal. She wasn't bad in bed, but she never left me satisfied. She could normally get me just aroused enough to fuck, but I can't get excited with her since a few weeks ago.

"I can't do it; please leave." I said

"But, baby, we haven't fucked in a long time, and I know how much you missed me." she stated

"If you ever call me that again, you won't live another day, now get out," I said, grabbing her jaw. I said

She rushed out, and I was finally able to relax.

"It's Ava to, and I'd rather you weren't this close to me so I don't break your arm." She complained, her voice irritated. Her arms were crossed across her chest.

I didn't move because she had no authority over me, and just because she could twist a little hand and shove me didn't mean she could do anything else.

"We're going to discuss what you said to Dalia." I said

"What are you talking about? If you haven't noticed, I spent all day with her, so you'll have to be more specific." I rolled my eyes as she spat.

"I'm not in the mood to play games, kitten." I said

"I told you, you'll call me Ava, not some stupid animal name, and to be honest, I'm not in the mood, so let's make it easier on both of us, I'll leave, and you won' t have to deal with me." Cool, okay, cool, bye bye." She turned around and reached for the doorknob again.

I took her arm and pushed her onto one of the chairs, resting my hands on both sides of the chair.

I was boiling with rage; she was putting me to the test, and I was not having it.

"I'm just not in the mood." I screamed.

"Okay, relax, Dalia is in the other room, and I don't want to frighten her." She stated.

She pretended to care about Dalia, and as a result, I wanted to rip her throat.

"Are you going to tell me what I allegedly said to Dalia that made you so angry?" She mumbled.

"You told her I made you upset and that I was mean; I don't care what you say about me outside of this house, but when you're in here, you'll talk to me and about me with respect." I said, raising my voice to make it clear how serious I was.