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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 9

💦 THE 💦

MAFIA 🔥🔥

Glamour 🥵🥵

Episode 9

🍒Isadora's POV🍒

I woke up sore, but turned and saw a handsome sleeping giant next to me. Any pain I felt quickly disappeared. I did it. I gave him my virginity. Josie told me, when I first moved in with her that being a virgin at my age was rare, but nothing to be ashamed of. That when I find the right person, I should give it to him .. and I did. I don't care if he's in the mafia. I Don't care if he has hurt or killed anyone.I just want him. I silently try to slip out or bed and get yanked back against his chest.

"where do you think you're going?" His morning voice is so sexy. I giggle.

"l was going downstairs to get some coffee. I didn't want to wake you."

"I don't mind getting up." He began but I stopped him.

"No, you need to rest. Sleep for a little while and I'll bring you some Coffee." I kiss him and he nods. Closing his eyes and resting back down on his pillow.

********

I walk into the kitchen and see Gabriella, Ishmael, Emiliano and Alfonzo sitting around the table talking.

"Well good morning sleeping beauty .. or should I say, afternoon." Ishmael winks. I look at the clock. 1:30 pm.

"Shit!" I smack my forehead

"What's the matter dear?"Gabriella asks taking a sip of her coffee. How is she always so damn calm about everything?

"My phone is at home and Josie doesn't know where I am or who I'm with, she's probably freaking out."

"She's fine darling. I already informed her of everything that happened."

"You know Josie?"

"Yeah." She does the odd job for us every now and then."Alfonzo added.

We hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Rafael Comes around the corner, shirtless and his sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips. It's almost annoying how sexy he is., But he's mine .. all mine.

"Rafael baby, how are you feeling" Gabriella asks."

"I'm fine mom" He rubs his eyes and yawns, "Where's Javier?" He asks and then room goes silent.

"He's in his room, I had a nurse come check on him. He'll be fine," She replied. Without another word. he kisses my head and walks out of the room.

"Is he .. I begin to ask but get cut off.

"He's going to go check on him and apologize." Alfonzo smiled.

"But I thought he was still mad,"

"He can never stay mad at us for too long, We're brothers, it's what we do. We fight, beat the shit out of each other, kiss and make up then it's all sunshine and rainbows again." Ishmael said.

"Yeah this isn't the first time he's beaten the shit out of one of us and it definitely won't be the last now that you're here."Alfonzo chuckled.

I laughed. A few minutes later, Rafael returns. Gabriella gives him a concerned look.

"Javier?"

"We're good." Rafael says nodding, She lets go a sigh of relief and continues drinking her coffee. A little voice pulls our attention to the kitchen doorway.

"Santi?" Mirella called out softly Rubbing her eyes. That were still a little puffy. He scooped her up with his good arm and kissed her cheek.

"Good morning princess." She snuggled her face into his neck while hugging him.

" You wanna watch cartoons with me?" He asks and she nods lazily.

"Can Isadora come with us?" She asked turning to me.

" I would love to watch cartoons with you" I smiled. She returned a smile and reached out to me. I was shocked, but not as shocked as Raphael was, I took her in my arms and she clung to me like she did last night.

"Wow." I hear Alfonzo mutter under his breath. Gabriella got up and walked towards us.

"Princess, can I talk to Isadora for a minute?" She asks and Mirella nods. I hand her back to Rafael who walks off with her into another room.

"You were meant to be here with him." She blurts out. I'm stunned by her statement.

" She has never taken to anyone like that before. I was jealous of my own son when my daughter took to him faster than she did me but now I see she has found an equal replacement."

"I would never replace what Rafael means to her."

"No sweetheart, that's not what I meant. You could never replace Rafael but when he's not here you are an equal comfort for her until he gets back. She likes you." Her smile warmed my heart. I love that little girl already. Hell. who wouldn't she's way too precious.

"I already love her so much." I smiled.

"They always watch cartoons in his room." She winked and went back to the table.

When I opened the door I saw them cuddling and watching The Powerputf Girls.

"You're just like Buctercup Santi." Mirella giggles.

"How?"

"She's always grumpy too."

"Why you little." He starts tickling her and her laughter filled the room. I couldn't help but laugh along with her. When she sees me, she perks up even more.

"Isadora! Come, we're watching The Powerpuff Girls!" She scopped, patting the bed. I crawl into bed next to Rafael. He puts his arm over my shoulder. Mirella climbs into my lap and hugs me.

"I'm just like Blossom, cause she's the leader and Santi is like Buttercup cause he's grumpy a lot like she is .. and that makes you Bubbles!"

"How am I like Bubbles?"

"Cause she's the sweetest our of all the sisters and she's nice and I like her the most." And with that she lays down across our laps and continues watching her show. I play with her hair and she snugeles even closer to me. I don't know how it happened but this little girl has brought out a mothering instinct in me, I didn't even know I had. I look up at Rafacl who had a wide grin on his face. I smile and he kisses me.

With Mirella asleep, Rafael picks her up and takes her back to her room. I decided to get dressed. I wanna see Josie and Cass. I bet they're going nuts without me. Especially Josie. I hope she hasn't killed Brianna. Okay. I secretly do hope she at Ieast stabs that bitch.

When Rafael came back, he came up behind me and picked me up with his good arm. Damn this boy is strong,

"Going somewhere kitten?"

"To the club. I wanna see Josie and Cass." He nodded kissed me and got dressed.

💯The Silver Paw💯

I walk in and see Cass behind the bar as usual and Josie on stage. She spots me and jumps off like a mad woman, charging at me.

"Kitty!" She screams and plows into me hard. Nearly knocking us both to the ground.

"GIabriella told me what happened. Thank god you guys are okay"

"I'lI be back. I need to make a few phone calls." Rafael kissed me and walked off to his office. I look back at Josie who was grinning like an idiot, trying not to laugh.

"What?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"You did it, didnt you?"

"Josie."

"Don't lie to me woman! I can see it written all over your face!"

"Josie" I let out an irritated sigh.

"You little minx! You did! How was he? Was he good? Is he big?"

"Josie!" I yelled. She stopped and stared at me.

"Amazing, yes and oh my god yes." I giggled.

"Ahhh!" She squealed and shuffled her feet like a kidgoing to Disneyland.

💦Rafael's POV💦

I get inside my office, take out my phone and call my dad.

"Everything at the club is normal."

"Good. Jacob called and said he may be able to salvage some footage from one of the cameras."

"Good. Hopefully it will have the face of the motherfucker who stole from us."

"When you're done checking things there, go to the warehouse and check on your brothers. They're down there now cleaning things up. I'll call as soon as I hear from Jacob."

"Si padre." (Yes father )

"And hijo I'm proud of you." (Son)

I hear the door to my office click. "Hi daddy." I turn around and see Brianna wearing nothing but some skimpy underwear.

"Don't call me that. What do you want Brianna?" She walks up to me and puts her hand on my chest.

"I've missed you big daddy. I barely see you anymore." She leans in to kiss me .. Oh fuck no. I put my hands on her shoulders and push her back.

"I said don't call me that. Now get out of my office."

"What's the matter with you !? You've never turned me away before! What changed !?" She screams. I glare at her.

"You remember what I said I would do if you ever raised your voice at me again?" I growled. She lunges at me and begins kissing my neck. As I'm pushing her off me, I hear the door click again.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" My kitten walks in, folding her arms.

Aw shit........

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