The Mafia Glamour

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💦THE 💦

MAFIA🔥🔥

Glamour 🥵🥵

(Rated🔞)

Episode 1

🍒Isadora's POV🍒

"Isa!" Josie walks out of her room with a very small skirt, fishunet stockings and tube top on. She dresses like her personality puts out. Sassy, free spirited and crazy as hell. She walks out in front of me with a hand on an extended hip as she posed. "You ready?"

"I'm applying for a servers p0sition, not a stripper." I said mulling over the outfit she gave me. Short shorts withmaterial fringe at the cut off. rishnets and her lucky tank top that was ripped at the cleavage. One sneeze and my nipple may pop out. I feel like a poor excuse stunt double character for Daisy in The Dukes of Hazzard.

"A servers position at a strip club sweetie, Might as well dress the part, You get good tips that way" She grinned and gave me a flirty wink. sauntering past me.

"How are you so sure I'll even get the job?"

"You're tiny, cute and because I already had a tallk with the boss. We're under-staffed and need the help." She smiled grabbing her purse from kitchen counter. That sneaky little shit.

"Then why the hell did you let me get so nervous for an interview that was never guing to happen !? And why dress me like this?" I shouted. Ugh! Sometimes she makes me waant to cut her.

"You're adorable when you're flustered." She giggled and shook her ass out the door, "Hurry up or we're gonna be late! Boss hates it when you're late." I rolled my eyes and grabbed my things before locking the door behind me.

I get it....... and working at a strip club wasn't my first choice but, when you're down on your luck you take pretty much anything you can get. I grew up poor and in many different foster homes. When I met Josie, I was eighteen. The orphanages kick when you become of age. I understand but why be so damn heartless about it. Josie took me in and has been my best friend ever since. I practicaly owe her my life. She showed me the ropes how to survive on the street and has finally agreed to let me get a job. We buckled up and backed out of the driveway.

"So what's your pseudo name going to be?" She asked while keeping her eyes un the road.

"My what?" "You're about to have your first shift at a strip club, You need to have a fake name to protect your identity in case of perverts." She shook her head as if it was common knowledge everyone shoud know .

"If you had told me a week ago while l was applying for this job, I would have been better prepared."

"How about Kitty" she wiggled and squealed,

"why Kitty?" I asked unenyhusiastic. She crinkled her nose and made a kissy face at me.

"Cause you're just as cute as kitties."

"Call me cute one more time and I'm slapping all that red out of your hair:" I gritted.

She hisses at me and throws up her well manicured hands. "See what I mean? Just as feisty as a kitty too," She parks and turns off the car. She laughs, I laugh and I feel at home. She never takes anything I say to heart.

🍷The Silver Paw🍷

The Silver Paw is a busy club. It has a classy yet modern feel to it. Dim lighing and loud music blasting off the wall speakers. Modern furniture. nice tables and chairs, and a decent stage with clean looking poles. My expectations were far off. Ratted wallpaper. dirty catpet and poles that no longer shine due to the zero amount of times its been washed. We walk up to the bar and a skinny tattooed gentlemen tips his fidora at me. I immediately notice his neck tattoo. Hot.

"Hey there baby doll. You sure you're supposed to be in here?"He smirks at me.

"This is Isadora, Cass, The new girl I mentioned." Josie stepped in. He grabs my hand and kisses the back of it.

"Welcome to The Silver Paw." He lets go of my hand and winks. "A classy warm welcome to a strip club. That's new." He chuckled at me.

"What position did you apply for?" He asked while taking a tray and placing empty shot glassed onto it.

"Server." I stated. He bent down behind the bar and popped back up with a sexy little servers outfit. Handing it to me, he pointed to a door in the back.

"Get changed in there, When you're done, come back to the bar. Oh and uh, keep the fishnets." He winked. I rolled my eyes and made my way to the back.

*****

I walk back to the bar in this skimpy little outit. A tiny black skirt that barely covers my ass. These damn fishnets and a corset-like top that pushes my tits up to my throat. As I learn how to breath all over again, I find Cass casually pouring whiskey into four small glasses. Since I'm going to work here, might as well get to know my coworkers.

"So what does Cass stand for?" I asked Ieaning against the bar counter.

"Cassius." He smiled and continued to pour. He takes another tray out and neatly sets all four glasses onto it.

"You see that room over there with the red Curtains?" I looked over my shoulder and nodded.

"Take these drinks in there, set them on the table and come back" he ordered.

"So that's it?" I asked. He looked at me confused.

"Take drinks to a table and come back for more? This is my job?"

"Were you expecting something different for the job title of server?" He laughed. I rolled my eyes and picked up the tray, making my way to the back room.

Sliding the curtains aside. I see four jaw dropping, sexy men sitting around the room. I walk over to the table and begin setting down the drinks. As I set the last one down, one of them spoke.

"Hey new girl, bring me my drink." Rude much? He could at least say please. I pick up one of the glasses and walk over to him. He was really gorgeous up close. He had chocolate brown hair combed to one side and a neatly trimmed beard.

I hand him the drink and turn towalk away when he slapped my ass. "Thank you sugar tits." He laughed talking a sip.

"Don't touch me and don't call me that." I spat at him, only making his smile widen more.

"Then what can I call you?" He asked.

"My name is Kitty:" I said

"Meooow!" Another man came up behind me and sniffed my hair. "She smells good too." They laughed. I quickly grabbed the tray and made my way back to the bar, watching Cass make margaritas.

"Who are those guys in chat room?"

"The Montez brothers." He said

"You say that Iike I'm supposed to know that already." I huffed.

"They own this place."

"All four of them !?" I shouted

"Five." He corrected. I raised a confused eyebrow at him. "I only saw four."

"Their brother Rafael is the top boss of this place. He must be running late." Oh I see, the boss hates you being late but for him iry's okay. One of those busses who doesn't like to lead by example. Great. Cass fills two glasses and sets them down on my tray.

"Take these to table five by the stage." I nodded and rabbed the tray. Tuning, I bump into something hard and drop the tray to the floor. Nearly toppling over onto the broken glass, I reached out and grabbed onto something sturdy but soft to the touch.

"For fuck sakes!" I look up and see a tall gOrgeous man towering over me with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. He had thick black hair that was slicked back and gulden honey colored eyes. With his shirt halfway unbuttoned, I cold see peaks of tattoos on his chest, I quickly regained balance and pulled my hand away from his arm.

"Sorry sir." I said. He stares at me while I wait for him to respond. His eyes scanned me from head to toe. I could have swear I saw him bite his lip and did damage the cigarette in the process. Fed up with the staring contest and him scanning my body I bend down and pick up the broken shards of glass.

"You must be the new girl. What's your name?" He asked. His voice sultry, deep and made goosebumps envelope my body. I pick up my tray full of broken glass and set it on the bar. Trying my hardest to avoid looking at him.

"Kitty." He smirks and leans in close to my ear.

"Be careful next time Kitten. Dirty my floors again and I will have to punish you" He smirks and walks away leaving me in a state of a shivering, puddling wet mess. I take a deep breath, shake off this feeling and get back to work.

💦Rafael's POV-💦

Damn she's beautiful. That cute face, tight body and that pcrfcctly curved ass. She's drop dead gorgeous and she probably doesn't even know it. I walk behind the curtains and see my brothers already started with the strippers. It takes them a minute to unglue their eyes from voluptuous shaking flesh, to notice me.

"Hey Raf! You missed her bro!" My brother Javier shouts as I take my jacket off and toss it on the couch. "Her who?" I asked, taking the lighter out of my pocket and sparking my cigarette.

"The new girl. She gave Ish some lip earlier." Alfonzo chuckled, slapping Ishmael on the arm. "I do love a woman who will talk back to me." He smiled.

"Don't mess with her again." I stated. They all awwed as I sat down.

"Does little Raffy have a crush?" Alfonzo cooed. "Callate la puta boca." I spat at him. (Shut the fuck up.)

"I wouldn't mind sloppy seconds with her when you're done Raf." Enrico chimed in. Not her. I've seen how my brothers treat their one night stands. He won't do that to her. Plus I don't like the idea of someone else touching her. I know nothing about her but my she has awoken my animal side .. and I am very territorial.

"I don't like to share hermanito, you know that." I smirked. (Little brother)

"Pussy whipped already Santi?" Alfonzo said making a whipping motion at me. Now he's crossed the line. I took out my gun, cocked it and put it in his face. He stared me down. Knowing full well that I wouldn't pull the trigger. I love my brothers. I would die for them but I still had to make my point clear. There is only one person on this earth that can call me that name, and that's our little sister Mirella. Only my princess may call me that.

"If I hear that name come out of your mouth again, I'll put you in the hospital brother." He smirked as I hostered my gun. "You baby her too much Raf." He retorted.

Of course I do. That's my baby sister. When she was born, mom let me hold her first. When I looked down at her sweet little face, I knew right then I would break any motherfuckers jaw who dare hurt her. "Of course I do and I always will." I said leaning back in my chair. Taking a puff of my cigarette and ashing it in the tray.

"Get that new girl in here, I need a refill." Enrico said holding his glass in the air. My jaw clenched.

"Brianna." I said snapping my fingers.

"Yes daddy?" She wiggled her ass up to me. I hate when she calls me that.

"Bring us a bottle of whiskey." I said. She nodded and left the room.

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MAFIA 🔥🔥

Glamour🥵🥵

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Episode 2

🍒Isadora's POV🍒

-Weeks Later-

Working here isn't so bad. Sure people test my patience, wink and whistle at me all day long, Somtimes try to get a good slap on my ass, but I learned and adapted pretty fast. Three weeks of working and I knew the routes of the tables in the first half of the first shift I'm getting pretty good tips too. Every now and then I stop and talk to Josie before she has to get back on stage. Cass took his time to warm up to me but eventually I got him to come out of his shell. I stomped up to the bar and slammed the tray onto the counter.

"Frustrated kitty cat?" He chuckled.

"I hate fuck boys. Always thirsty, but never for drinks." I rolled my eyes and let out an irritated sigh.

"More shots please Cass." He nodded and filled ten shot glasses full of tequila.

"If they ever get handsy. you let me know." He tossed the rag over his shoulder and folded his arms.

"My hero!" I lightly squealed in my most girly voice pussible. Tanning myself and putting the back of my hand to my forehead. He laughed.

"Seriously though I'm not just the bartender. I'm also the bouncer,"

"You're a twig, I'm pretty sure even I could take you." I laughed. He gave me a smile that made me shiver.

"Black belt in Muy Thai and fiteen years training in MMA." He popped his knuckles and his neck. (Mixed Martial Arts)

"I retract my previous statement." I said raising my hands in surrender. He laughed and went back to work.

💦Rafeal's POV💦

She's perfect. Sitting in one of the lounge chairs, I have a really good view of the main floor, the stage and the little kitten. I watch her obliviously walk past me as she carries the tray back and forth from table to table. That perky round ass bouncing with each step.

"Hi daddy" Brianna cooed as she steps into my view. She's been here since we opened a few years back. She's cutc and all but I see her as nothing more than an easy lay. I catch a glimpse of kitten walk over to a table behind the stage. Out of my sight. I sigh and try not to lose my cool with this slut standing before me.

"You better have a good reason for disturbing me." I said staring at her.

"You look tense. Maybe I can help you relax. You know how good I am with my tongue." She put her hand on my chest and slowly moved it towards my pants. I grab her wrist just before she gets there.

"No." I shove her hand away and she scoffs.

"You've never once denied ne, why now !? Are you with someone else !?" She hollers.

I don't tolerate disrespect from anyone. I won't put up with temper tantrums either. I stood up and grabbed her by the throat, slarnming her agaisnt the wall behind me. She began to shake as I stared her down. Her eyes widened with fear. My father told me that warnings are for slackers. Real men make their point clear the first time around.

"I am your fucking boss. Yes we fucked a few times but you still work for me. If you ever raise your voice or question me again, I'll put a bullet in your head. Do you understand?" I stayed clam, Most of the time that scares them even more. Suddenly the sound of screaming Catches my attention.

"Let go of me asshole!" I let go of Brianna who falls to the floor gasping for air. I get kitten in my sights and see some punk with his hand gripped firmly around her waist, trying to pull her into his lap. Big mistake buddy that is not yours to touch. I calmly walk over and grab his wrist hard, bending it backwards. Not enough to break it, but damn close. He cries out and immediately lets go of kitten.

"Hey man! Let me go" He shouts.

"Touch her again and I will break your wrist," I stated darkly adding a little more pressure to drive my point home, making him wince.

"I'm sorry Shiv i didn't know man! Pleasel" He begged.

I love it when they notice who I am and panic. Lets me know that my presence still has the desired effect. I let go of him and turn to kitten. Gently grabbing her arm and examining her.

"You okay kitten?" I asked looking her over. She nodded looking at me with those big green eyes and soft pouty lips. She looks innocent at first glance but that foul mouth and spunky atitude of hers tells me she has a naughty side .. and I wanna taste that side of her so badly.

"Thank you," She said softly as she pulls away from me and walked back to the bar. I must say the view was fantastic.

🍒Isadora's POV🍒

So he does have a soft side. But why did he stop me? I was so close to yanking that fuck boy out of his chair and beating the shit out of him. Although. I have to admit .. his take charge game was hot. I flash him a small smile before walking back to Cass who is also Smiling, Fuck. I know he can see me blushing.

"Catch a glimpse of the show?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Preety much yeah. Looks like he's taken a fancy to you." Cass points behind me and I see him sit down in a lounge chair in a dark corner.

He takes out a cigarette, lights it snd stares at me hard. Like he's starving and just found his next meal. I shudder and try to clear the dirty thoughts in my head. He's our boss that would be not only weird, but highly inappropriate. I wonder why he called him Shiv. I turn back to Cass.

"Who is Shiv?" I asked. Cass looks up and shakes his head nervously.

"Careful where and how loud you say that." He whisper yellls.

Hmm interesting. Seems I have stumbled upon a secret.

"Who is that?" I ask again leaning closer to him.

"The Shiv is a strict nickname that was given to Rafael." He said, going back to making drinks

"Why?"

"Cause he's damn good with a blade."

"You mean like." I imitate the motion of stercorypically prison shanking someone and he lets out a deep laugh.

"You are too cute."

"Oh come on! Don't hold out on me. Please?" I beg and give him my best puppy dog eyes.

"Sorry doll, no can do. If you want to know, ask the boss himsclf." Right like he'd ever tell me. I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Hey Kitty! Hey Cass! What'd you think?" Josie hollered sauntering up to the bar with confidence.

"Great performance tonight J." Cass claps

"Thank you. Thank you!" She looks around for a moment, then a creepy grin appears on her face.

"How long has Rafacl been staring ar her?" She asks turning to Cass.

"Six hours." He wiggled his eyebrows and smiled. Josie gasps and giggles.

I look back and there he was still scaring at me, leaning back in his chair, puffing on his cigarette. He's not just looking at me though he's thinking. I can see the gears turning from here. The way his eyes squint as he looks at my legs. The look makes my body say "Touch me!" but my brain is screaming "Stop it!" No dirty thoughts about your hot mouth warering panty soaking boss. I push the thoughts out completely and replaced them with logic.

"He's not looking at me, he's just watching over the club." I said turming back to them.

"It's cute, borderline annoying how innocent you are." He laughs. I flip him off.

"I'll tell you what's annoying him calling me kitten all the time. I told him my name was Kitty. Which by the way .." I glare at Josie. "Never again going with any of your suggestions."

"I think it suits you .. kitten." She mocks me and giggles. I flip her off too.

"Come on, I wanna go home. I need a shower, Some ice cream and my bed." I nod.

"Night Cass." We said walking to the door.

"Night girls." He replied, waving.

💦Rafael's POV💦

I walked over to Cassius, my bartender and bouncer. He's been here since the day the club opened. He was the first to get a job here. I like him because of his fighting background, and the fact that he has never once lied to me. He's one of the few people outside my family that I trust with my life.

"Cassius."

"Hey boss, how's it going?" He asked while wiping down the bar.

"Who was that girl, the one walking out with Josie?"

"You mean the one you call kitten?" He smirks.

"Yes." "Her name's Isadora." He said turning and placing bottles back onto the shelves.

"Full name Cass."

"Isadora Fiorella Cortez." Damn .. that sounds just as sexy as she looks. Can this girl get anymore perfect?

"I want you to keep an eye on her."

"Way ahead of you boss." He waved his hand in the air.

"I mean, no one is allowed to touch her. If you see someone touching my kitten, I want you to tell me immediately." He stops what he's doing and looks at me confused. Then grins like an idiot.

"My kitten?" He said sarcastically, using air quotes to make his point.

"Mira, no me cuestionen." (Look, don't question me.)

"You know I don't speak Spanish boss."

"Don't question me. Just keep an eye on her." I repeated. He nodded, still grinning like an idiot.

"And starting tomorrow, you're learning Spanish. I'll have Javier teach you." He tipped his hat at me and finished cleaning off the bar top. I looked at my watch.

"Shit!" I shouted, almost tripping over my feet to get out the door. I'm late for dinner.

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Episode 3

The Montez Mansion

💦Rafael's POV💦

I walk into the house and hear mom screaming in Spanish, so I know for sure she's mad. Dad says when she's angry, her Spanish queen comes out and all hell breaking loose will soon follow.

"Rafael, haga entrar su culo aquí!" (Get your ass in here!)

I walk into the kitchen and see my brothers and baby sister sitting at the table. My mother is tapping her foot impatiently and my father is finishing dinner.

"Come on in hijo, dinner is almost done." (Son) My dad said stirring whatever was in the pot on the stove. I stop by the table and kiss Mirella on the cheek.

"Hi Santi." She smiles.

"Hi princess." I smile back. I walk over to mom and kiss her cheek.

"You know I don't like you being late for family dinners. Family is important." She said sternly.

"I got caught up at the club, I'm sorry." I hear my brothers snicker and flash them my gun in my back pocket. I smile when I hear them go silent. Keep fucking with me punks.

"That reminds me, Hector and his son Rodrigo will be coming by the club tomorrow to talk about the contract." Dad said placing the pot of food on the table.

"I dont like this idea." I sighed.

"They know what they're doing. Escorts is a classy business, better than strippers." He said pulling out a chair for mom.

Hector and Rodrigo Muñez. Two slimy fuckheads who don't know shit about guns or clubs, but Hector has been my father's best friend since they were five. We all grew up with Rodrigo, but none of us like him. Him and his boys treat women like sacks of meat. He makes weird looks at my sister that make me want to dig my thumbs into his eye sockets. They're filthy rich but then again so are we. Still my father thinks we should invest our club into Hector's companies.

Hector runs a legitimate escort service, but he started out as a strip club. My father never liked the idea. Said they were for men without taste. Though he never complains about the money I rake in every month.

"Santi, Alfie says you have a new girlfriend. Can I meet her please?" Mirella asks as she watches dad make her plate.

"Alfie needs to learn when to keep his mouth shut." I stare at him.

"But she is your girlfriend right?"

"She might be soon princess." I wink at her.

"I knew it!" Javier shouted slapping the table.

"Knew what Javi?" Alfonzo chuckled.

"He's pussy whipped already." They laugh.

"Javier Ramiro Montez! Cuidadito con lo que dices!" (Watch your mouth!) Mom shouted. I reached over the table and smacked him in the head.

"Don't talk like that in front of Mirella. We are not savages in the presence of ladies." Dad scolded.

"Si padre. Sorry princess." (Yes Father) Javier said getting up from the table and kissing Mirella on the head.

"It's okay, te amo Javi." (I love you.)

"Te quiero también, princess" (I love you too.)

Next Day

🍒 Isadora's POV 🍒

As I'm putting on my uniform, Josie swings the doors open hard and walks in cursing.

"I can't stand that bitch!" She screams and punches the door closed.

"Who?" I asked straightening my fishnets.

"That stupid cunt Brianna! Purposely spilling her leftover beer on my new outfit!"

"Want me to cut her? I will walk up in broad daylight and stab a bitch." I imitate grabbing Brianna by the hair and shanking her. Josie laughs.

"Can you wear your uniform home again?" She asked, giving me the sad puppy dog look. I sigh and roll my eyes. "Thank you! I love you so much!" She bear hugs me then begins to change into my clothes. "By the way, Cass wants to see you." I nodded and headed to the bar.

******

"Hey Cass." I smiled and waved at him.

"Hey kitty cat. Come around the bar for me please." He said, motioning for me to come behind the bar. I do so and notice... fuck he's tall! He looks so much shorter when I'm in front of the bar.

"What's up?"

"You're working behind the bar with me today." He said smiling.

"Why?" He walked behind me and leaned over my shoulder pointing to a group of guys sitting in the VIP area.

"You see those guys over there?" I nodded. "They prey on the newbies here. They'll have no problem taking you into a back room and having their way with you if they catch you alone. Stay behind the bar with me and they'll leave you alone." He pats the top of my head and goes back to making drinks. I felt my heart beat rise and swallowed the lump in my throat.

💦 Rafael's POV 💦

I walk into the club and see my kitten behind the bar with Cass filling shot glasses. He sees me and nods, then points to the VIP section. Great. Two headaches I'm not in the mood to deal with.

"Hector." I said walking up to him. When I'm in business mode, Im a cold motherfucker. I dont play well with others and I definitely dont play nice.

"Rafael, you remember my son Rodrigo." He says pulling Rodrigo by the shoulder over to me. I nod and take a cigarette from my jacket pocket and light it.

"Javi, Rico... introduce him to some girls." I grab Javier's arm before he walks past me.

"If he goes anywhere near Kitty, you'll deal with the alternate me. Got it brother?" I whisper in his ear. He stares at me for a moment then smiles and nods. He knows when I mention my street name, I'm not fucking around. My street side and my business are two totally different people. My street side is an animal. Ready to tear you apart the moment you look at me wrong. My business side is cold, to the point and intimidating. I'm 6ft 2 and 220 pounds of solid muscle.... I dare you to try something.

🍒Isadora's POV 🍒

"Hand me that bottle of Jack would you doll?" Cass asked. I grab it from the shelf and hand it to him. Turning back around I'm startled by a man who wasn't sitting there before.

"For fuck sakes! You scared the shit out of me!" I gasp trying to catch my breath and slow down my heart.

"Sorry. Give me a rum and coke." He smirks.

"I got it. Dry these glasses for me doll." Cass says handing me the wet glasses and his hand towel. What the hell? Why is he acting weird all the sudden? I set the glasses on the bar and begin drying them one by one.

"What if I wanted the doll to make my drink?" The man asked coldly.

"She can't. It's against the law for someone without a liquor license to make alcoholic drinks in any establishment." Cass replied politely and began making the man's drink.

"You work for the mafia and you're worried about upholding the law?" The man laughed. Mafia!? What the actual fuck did I just hear? Cass works for the mafia?

"I'm afraid I dont know what you're talking about." Cass said nonchalantly. The mysterious man smirked and looked at me. Just as he was about to say something, Rafael and his guest came walking up behind him.

"Rodrigo, we're leaving." An older gentleman said harshly.

"Yes father." The mysterious man... or Rodrigo as the older guy called him, said as he stood up from his stool. He winked and kissed the air at me as he left. Rafael stood in front of me blocking the view.

"You're a magnet for trouble kitten." He grinned. I rolled my eyes. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear... "It's rude to roll your eyes. Do it again and I will punish you." Fight it all you want, but if a hot guy with a sexy spanish accent, whispers in your ear that he's going to punish you... you cant help but get turned on. At least I cant help it. But the rebel in me can't resist a bit of fun. I roll my eyes at him again and hear a deep growl escape from his chest. "Tsk tsk tsk... you disappoint me kitten." In one swift motion he sweeps me up over his shoulder.

"Put me down dammit!" I scream.

"Cass, watch the club for a bit. We'll be right back." I immediately hit him in the back.

"We aren't going anywhere! You are going to put me down!"He makes a b-line for the back office. I'm beating the shit out of his back but it doesn't seem to phase him. I go to kick my feet but he catches them and holds them still. He opens the door to the office, walks in and locks it behind him. Putting me down, he grabs my face with both hands and kisses me before I have the chance to rip him a new one. He's being gentle but I can tell he's holding himself back... a lot. His lips are soft and his tongue, which has now invaded my mouth, tasted like sweet whiskey.

"I wanted to do that the moment I saw you." He said breathlessly, as he pulled back from our kiss. I blushed.

"Why? You don't even know me. Do you normally go around kissing random women?"

"No." He smirks and plants another kiss on me.

"Why do you call me kitten? I told you my name is Kitty."

"That is my nickname for you. No one else is allowed to call you that but me. Entiendes?" (Understand) He smiles, looking me right in the eyes. Without realizing it, I nodded. He kisses me again and gently bites my lower lip.

💦Rafael's POV 💦

Her lips taste like candy and she smells like cinnamon and vanilla. I can feel her heart beating fast with her pushed so close against me. Damn her body feels good. The missing piece to my puzzle.

"No other man is allowed to touch you but me." I said grabbing her chin, making her look at me.

"And if I say otherwise?" She raised an eyebrow at me. Don't test me kitten. I'm a very jealous man and I do not like to share.

"I will hurt him and punish you." I growled in her ear. My jaw clenched tight.

"You don't own me and we are not together, so play the alpha boyfriend card on someone else." She tried to pull away but I yanked her back.

"Be mine." I smirked at her surprised face. So damn cute.

"Excuse me?"

"Be mine. I want you and don't like the idea of other men touching you."

"I don't know you." She reiterated. I pushed her up against the wall and pinned her hands back. She gasped and her breathing quickened.

"Then get to know me." I smiled. Resisting the urge to gnaw on the soft flesh of her neck. I kissed her on the cheek, making my way to her jaw and felt her body tighten up against me. I could tell she wanted me but she was definitely fighting with herself.

"Take me on a date, like a normal person."

"Done. Be ready by tonight. I'll pick you up at eight." I smiled. "Wear something pretty for me kitten." With one more kiss to her cheek, I let her go and walk out of my office.