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The Mafia Glamour

NEW STORY ALERT!!!!! 💦THE 💦 MAFIA🔥🔥 Glamour 🥵🥵 (Rated🔞) PROLOGUE "Don't ever let me smell another man on you Kitten." He pinned me up against the wall holding my hands above my head. "You are...... mine Only mine." ------------------------------------- Rafael Santigo Montez, heir to The Montez Mafia. On the streets he's known as The Shiv. Deadly with his hands and even deadlier with a blade in them, he is not the one to fuck with. Isadora Fiorella Cortez, a feisty little new comer that has just applied to work fora strip club called The Silver Paw. Little does she know that not only is her boss panty dropping hot, but he's in the mafia. Tables take a turn when she bumps into him on her first night working as a server.
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Chapter 4

💦THE💦

MAFIA 🔥🔥

Glamour 🥵🥵

Rated🔞

Episode 4

🍒 Isadora's POV 🍒

- Later That Night -

Coming out of the shower, I feel goosebumps envelope my body. I haven't been this nervous since I left the orphanage. I dry myself off a bit, wrap the towel around me and open the door. I see Josie on my bed overlooking the outfits I layed out. She is gonna lose her shit when I tell her I have a date. Last time I had a date, she went completely bat shit crazy. I know she's protective but trust me, she's lightened up a lot over the years. Let's just hope she doesn't ask who he is............. Come on Isadora! You know her better than that. She's a nosey little shit who must always know what's going on in everyone else's life. I sighed. I love her though and it wont be long before she gets the truth out of me.

"Going some where puddin'?" She asks. I try not to blush. Just spit it out quickly. No use in going through a whole episode of her ways of getting me to talk. I nearly killed her last time when she got stuck on crying. She knows exactly how to push my buttons.

"Ihaveadate." I mumble. *internally rolls eyes* Ugh, I'm such a pussy.

"I couldn't quite hear that love."

"I have a date."

Five...

Four...

Three...

Two...

One...

"Are you kidding me!? Why didn't you tell me sooner!? Was that why you were so bubbly when we got home? Who's the mystery man? Is he picking you up? Is he hot? If he's not hot, you're not going."

"Josie!" I screamed and she stopped. "Stop asking me questions and help me pick an outfit. Please?" I walk past her and drop the towl to the floor. I'm not shy in front of Josie. She's never really paid attention anyway... like I'm not even in the room. I walk over to my underwear drawer.... not like he will see them but I slip on my black lace panties. You never know what could happen and it's fun to be a tease now and then. She picks up the first dress.

She stops and lays them both back down. "Are you trying to be a tease and give him blue balls on purpose or are you actually gonna to put out? Cause if it's the latter, you are one cruel bitch. Torturing the poor boy like this." I giggle.

"Which one should I wear?"

"I like the last one. It just screams... I'm a tease!" She does her jazz hands and winks at me. I slip on the dress and begin blow drying my hair. "So who is he?" I can't tell her it's Rafael. I know she would freak out. It might sound something like... "Are you insane!?"... "You're dating our boss!?" But he is coming to pick me up and I highly doubt he's the type to sit in the car and just honk the horn. Maybe if I pretend not to hear her she'll let it go.......... yeah right. "Isadora!" She screamed. I sigh and turn off the hair dryer. Just as I go to open my mouth, the doorbell rings. She bolts out of my room like her ass was on fire...... and here it comes. "What the fuck Isa!?"

💦Rafael's POV💦

She walked out in a tight little black dress that showed off her beautiful supple breasts and tanned smooth legs. Oh kitten... I don't like to be teased. Lord give me strength.

"You're dating our boss!? Are you insane!?" Josie shouted, making me roll my eyes at her childish reaction.

"Going on A date. Labels are still up for debate." Kitten replied while looking at me. I gave her a smirk and watched her blush bright red. So fucking cute. She has no idea what she's got herself into. I plan to spoil the shit out of her. Make her feel like a queen. My queen. I walk up to her and take her hand, kissing her knuckles.

"Are you ready?" She nodded. She walked over to Josie and gave her a hug.

"This conversation isn't over just so you know!" Josie shouted as we left.

🍒Isadora's POV🍒

The moment we got outside he pinned me up against the side of my apartment building. His hands resting on the wall, blocking me in. My body tensed up and my heart beat increased. His eyes were even more beautiful up close. Light golden honey with dark brown and amber colored speckles scattered throughout.

"I don't like being teased kitten." His deep voice pulls me out of my trance. I look at him confused.

"I'm not teasing you. You said wear something pretty, so I did. Do you not like it?" I asked innocently. His jaw clenched and he leaned in even closer. His face inches from mine.

"It's not nice to dangle meat in front of a starving lion you know." His breath smelled like peppermint and his cologne burned my nostrils, but he smelled too good for it to bother me. With his lips on my ear, his tongue and teeth gently graze my earlobe. "He just might bite you." He whispered. I shudder against the wall and my knees tremble. Goosebumps attack my skin full force and make me immediately shiver again. He separates himself from me and walks over to this large black SUV. He opens the door and smiles. "Come kitten. We have reservations and I don't like being late."

Luckily I find the strength to move my feet and finally get the nerve to get into the car. Ugh! Why am I so nervous around him!

- At The Restaurant -

We pull up to a little restaurant called "Ribbons & Lace". Weird name for a restaurant. He takes my hand and we walk up to this pretty little hostess. When she looks up and sees Rafael, she breaks out her bedroom eyes and speaks in a soft seductive tone.

"Good evening Mr. Montez. It's good to see you again." She bats her eyes. Sure... act like I'm not standing right here. Thirsty bitch. I feel Rafael's hand sneak around my hip and squeeze.

"Is my table ready?" His tone cold and to the point.

"Yes sir." She bites her lip. I noticed she only grabbed one menu. I want so badly to say something but, lets see how this plays out. Rafael pulls out my chair, then sits down in front of me. She hands him the menu and he places it in front of me.

"I already know what I want, but my kitten may not." Jealousy literally dripped from her face when he said "my kitten" and winked at me. She looked at me and I gave her a nice smile. Guess that's what you get for being so desperate. She rolls her eyes and stands there, impatiently tapping her foot while I browse over the menu. I glance up at Rafael who is growing more irritated by the second. "If you don't change your attitude, you can start looking for another job." Her body stiffened and she stopped. He turned back to me. "Order anything you want kitten."

"Since you already know what you want, how about you surprise me." I smiled. The thirsty bitch grabs her pen and pad from her apron. God I love how much this is getting under her skin.

"We'll both have my usual and bring a bottle of your best red wine." He stated. She wrote down our order and left. Not long after a different pretty waitress brings us our food. While setting our food on the table she was busy undressing Rafael with her eyes, but he didnt even look at her. His gaze was on me. When she finally left, I found the courage to speak.

"You're quite popular with the ladies." I said watching him take a big chunk of his steak and rip into it like an animal. I didn't think the way someone eats could be so raw and sexy. He picks up his wine and takes a sip. When I pick up my fork to do the same, he swats it out of my hand. He cuts off a small chunck of my steak and puts it near my mouth.

"Bite." He stared at me. I take it off the fork. "Now take a sip of your wine." I do so and the flavors are indescribable. Sweet, savory, rich and light flavors all mixing together into an incredible food orgasm in my mouth.

"Oh my god, that's really good!" I smiled. He chuckled. I want to ask him something but I'm afraid of how he might react. I look at him and he's smiling like he already knows.

"What's on your mind kitten?"

"Why do they call you The Shiv?" I ask taking another sip of wine.

"I'm deadly with a blade in my hand." He winked. The way he said that turned me on. I need to stop hanging around Josie so much. Her kinky ways are rubbing off on me. "My father has six children. Me, my four brothers and my little sister. When we came to a certain age, he told us that every man is born with a talent. I'm talented with blades."

"Are you done eating?" I nodded. "Good. Stay here, I'm going to pay and then we can go."

"Taking me home already?" I joked. He stops and leaned in close. He lifted my chin and bit his lip.

"I never said anything about taking you home. I'm not letting go of you that easily kitten. Tonight, you are mine and I'm going to show you just how special I think you are."

💦 Rafael POV💦

Mom and dad would flip if I brought her home. I've never brought home a girl before. I didnt think any girl was worthy enough to meet my family.... until my kitten.

"Rafael!" She shouted, jolting me out of my thoughts.

"Get in the car." I said. She raised her eyebrows at me. Shocked at my sudden outburst.

"Are you taking me home?"

"No." I smirked. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. I walked up close to her and she went stiff. I grabbed her waist and yanked her close, earning a squeak from her. I could tell she was holding her breath. "What have I told you about rolling your eyes at me?" I asked. Her face went red and her eyes fell to the floor. "Answer me kitten." I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. "What did I say?" I asked again with more authority.

"That it's rude to roll my eyes."

"And what did I say I would do if I caught you doing it again?" Still holding her chin, I could feel her fight to look away as she blushed even more. "If you make me ask a second time, I will not hesitate to bend you over my knee right here, right now." Her eyes got wide. I love how I make her squirm.

"...youwouldpunishme..." she mumbled under her breath. I reached around and popped her on her ass. She gasped.

"Louder." I said pulling my hand back ready to give her another one if she refused. She huffed.

"You would punish me."

"And I will, but not tonight. Now please get in the car kitten."

"Drop me off at home." She said folding her arms and puffing out her chest.

"I will throw you over my shoulder."

"You wouldn't dare." She glared at me. Oh but I would my kitten. I most certainly would. I smiled and before she had the chance to say anything, I tossed her over my shoulder. She screams and starts hitting my back with her little fists.

"Put me down Rafael or so help me God I will never speak to you again!"

"Don't threaten me kitten." I popped her on her ass once more and smiled when she whined.

When we get to the car I place her in the passanger seat and buckle her in. She's pouting... how adorable. When I grabbed her hand, she tried to pull away but I held onto her tight.

"I told you.... tonight you are mine and I'm going to to show you how much you mean to me. I want you to meet my family." I said rubbing circles with my thumb on the back of her hand. She stopped struggling and sat there.

"How many girls of yours have they met before? What makes you think they'll like me? What makes you think they won't see me as one of your flings?" She asked adjusting herself to face me in the seat. I smiled.

"One, I have never brought home a girl before. Two, they have never met any of my flings because I won't disrespect my family like that and three, I don't have flings anymore. I have you." She stared at me for a moment, then gripped my hand and nodded.

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