Page 23 of My Mafia Daddy

What is this about this woman?

I part my lips, about to maybe try and find a way to discuss this with Emma, but I don’t get any words out.

She’s snoring lightly.

Satisfied and asleep.

Maybe I should worry about this, but I don’t. Instead it brings a smile to my face to know that she’s okay. To know that she’s happy.

If it wasn’t for the irritating bleeping sound from my phone, I don’t think I’d move.

I like being underneath Emma, holding onto her, making her feel special for as long as I can.

But we could be in trouble here, and I need to keep on top of everything.

If something is about to happen, then I have to be aware of it.

That’s the only way I can keep me and Emma alive.

So I slip out gently from underneath her and I find my cell phone, to see who the message is from.

My heart skips a beat as I see the name on my screen.

Samantha.

She has a lead on Hudson.

It is on.

SEVEN

EMMA

What the hell is wrong with me?

I barely recognize the woman staring back at me in the mirror.

Something happened last night, something changed me, and I don’t know how to explain it. Even to myself.

The closest I keep coming is Stockholm Syndrome.

It must be something like that because no normal person would let their kidnapper fuck them like that and enjoy it.

And my God, did I enjoy it!

It was out of this world.

I’ve never felt anything like that before. That’s why I don’t know who I am anymore. That’s why I’m questioning my sanity. Especially as I run my fingers all over my bruises.

Do they hurt?

I don’t even know.

Kinda, but all I can really recall as I look at them is the phenomenal explosions of pleasure I felt in my body last night. I was like a volcano and the lava of pleasure that wouldn’t stop erupting. I can almost still feel the burning hot bliss shuddering through me right now.

My finger finds my lip, which has a definite imprint on it. I mean, that makes sense. Owen did draw blood last night. But again, I liked it.

“He’s old,” I whisper to myself in the mirror. “What is wrong with you?”

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