The Mafia's Good Girl
The Mafia’s Good Girl – Chapter 58

~ Violet ~

– – – – – Two Weeks Later – – – – –

Days were flying by so fast and before they know it, it was already October. Summer was officially gone and the city geared up for the pumpkin and sweater season. And even though the temperature outside was getting colder, the atmosphere inside the estate was still as warm as ever.

Damon and Violet spent every waking moment together, they were inseparable. They would start the day together, have breakfast, and when Damon left for work, Violet would spend time with Talia or visit her mother, but they would come back to each other at night and the cycle started all over again.

“Just throw in a ring and you guys are pretty much a married couple,” Talia commented.

Violet blushed when she heard the words ‘married couple’. It was definitely too soon to start thinking about marriage since they’ve only known each other for less than three months. But in the span of those few months, somewhere in between business contracts, secret s*x playroom, and mafia kídnappings, Violet and Damon fell hard for each other. It was like she had known him all her life and she couldn’t imagine her life without him now.

I’ve got it bad for him. I really got it bad.

It got to the point where Violet couldn’t even sleep at night if Damon wasn’t next to her. Every second without him would leave her wondering and wishing that he was there. She felt lost and antsy without him, but as soon as she saw his face, she’d be at peace. He didn’t even have to do anything. Just his presence was enough to tell her that everything would be okay.

Violet needed that reassurance after her kídnapping. There were moments where she woke up in the night with terrors, hearing Leo’s voice in her sleep, or images of people being shot in front of her appearing in her mind. She also couldn’t stand being alone because she was worried something bad might happen again. She went as far as having Talia or Elena in her room while she takes a shower because being alone in the bathroom was scary for her.

Luckily for her, Talia didn’t mind accompanying Violet everywhere. In fact, she loved having her best friend back. Talia always had stories to tell and tea to spill every time she hung out with Violet. Today’s topic, for instance, was all about Adrian and Talia’s married life and their efforts to have kids.

As the two of them were taking a walk out in the garden, Talia went to great lengths to explain the various ways and positions they’d try to conceive a baby. She had no shame as she reenacted her sexy positions with Adrian from last night out in the open where people could see. That made for a great discussion, lots of laughter, and Violet also learned some new tricks.

“I’m telling you, when he hits you from this angle, you can feel all that s***m rushing into your body—”

“Okay, Talia. That’s good to know,” Violet blushed and waved her hand at Talia’s face to stop her from talking. “Thanks for the info,”

“Sure, us sisters have to have each other’s backs,” Talia smiled proudly. “Whenever you and Damon want to get married or start having kids, you know who to go to,”

Kids…? Woah.

Dating was still a foreign concept for Violet and Damon, and yet Talia was already talking about marriage and having kids.

I mean sure, I’d love to have them someday… but does Damon feel the same way?

“Anyway, enough about me,” Talia cut off Violet’s train of thought. “How are things with you and the devil?”

Violet laughed at the nickname she gave Damon. She called him that when she first met him and she ranted to Talia about him being the devil. Violet didn’t believe that anymore, but somehow the nickname still stuck.

“Things are great,” Violet replied. “Last night, we were talking all night and we even read together in bed. I feel so connected to him, it’s crazy. And we’re not even doing anything physical,”

“Yeah, right,” Talia scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“It’s true,” Violet reassured.

“You two are not doing anything physical?” Talia gave her a bored stare. “Sure, and I’m Prince Harry’s long lost sister,”

“Talia, I’m serious,” Violet stifled a laugh. “We kissed and made out a lot, but we haven’t done it since… you know,”

The night I got kídnapped the mafia and I almost got raped.

“Wait, so you two are spending all this time in the same room and you’re not even… doing the deed?” Talia repeated the question. “Am I hearing this right? What on God’s green earth?”

Violet laughed at Talia’s exaggerated face. She remembered when she used to cry to Talia because Damon was being so rough with her during s*x. But now the tables are turned. Damon was always kind and gentle with her. He didn’t even let his hand touch her below her waist.

“Is he okay?” Talia asked sarcastically. “They didn’t shoot him in the nut, right?”

“No,” Violet laughed.

“Well, isn’t that kinda weird then?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “It feels kind of nice, to be honest. It’s a side of Damon I’ve never seen before,”

As it turned out, if they were not having s*x, Damon was a wonderful guy to have a conversation with. They could talk about nonsense things for hours and Violet learned a lot more things about him. He was opening up to her about his past, his fears, and his hopes and dreams. It made her feel closer and connected to him, and she fell for him deeper and harder than ever before.

“Yeah, this is definitely not the Damon I know,” Talia scoffed again.

Violet only smiled and continued walking.

“Two people who are in love but not fúcking,” Talia said. “You two really are a married couple,”

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~ Damon ~

“Hey, baby, I’m home,” Damon said as he flung the door to the master bedroom open. He didn’t knock or wait for a response, he simply went inside, took off his suit, and threw them on the chair.

“Welcome home!” Violet squeaked as she raced out of the walk-in closet. She had just finished getting changed after her walk with Talia.

Damon’s lips curved up a smile when he saw how excited she was to see him. She lunged herself at him and Damon caught her body as she linked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Inhaling her wonderful scent, Damon buried his face to the crook of her neck as he hugged her tight.

Hmm. I can get used to this.

Violet let out a giggle as Damon hit the ticklish spot on her neck. He smiled and pulled away slightly while carrying her towards the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed and she sat on top of him, straddling him.

“So, how was your day?” she asked as she pulled his face up.

“It went alright, I finished all my meetings early so I can spend the whole day at home tomorrow,”

“Does that mean I can have you all for myself?” she gasped in excitement.

Damon nodded his head and said, “We can do anything and everything you want,”

The biggest smile appeared on her face and she crashed her lips down to his. Damon responded by pulling her closer and deepening the k**s. His tongue darted out to meet hers, but before he could do so, Violet pulled away from the k**s.

“Hey, Damon,” she said. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, anything,” he said, inching his face closer to her lips again.

“Do you want to have kids someday?”

Kids? What?

Damon jerked away in response, clearly caught off guard. He studied her expression to see if she was serious, and she was.

“Uh, I don’t know. Someday maybe,” he shrugged. “Why, do you?”

“I do,” she nodded her head and put her hand on his chest. “Why don’t you know if you want to have kids or not?” she asked cautiously.

“Because I haven’t thought much about it,” he sighed. “After five years ago, I never even thought I’d met a girl that’ll make me want to have a family,”

Violet looked up instinctively. Her beautiful purple-blue eyes were locked on his dark brown eyes.

“You want to have a family with me?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” he replied.

Getting married or having a family wasn’t something Damon had prioritized before. He had no desire for such a thing. His life was only dictated by his urge for revenge. But after he met Violet and he realized how strongly he feels for her, building a future with her was the only thing that was on his mind. His satisfaction for revenge was only step one. Step two would be giving her the world.

Damon and Violet stared into each other’s eyes for a long while. She looked so happy to hear his response, so much so that tears were brimming in her eyes. Damon’s hand reached up to cup her cheek, and she leaned her face into his hand. Damon swallowed hard as he was holding his entire world inside his hand.

You and only you can make me feel this way.

Closing his eyes, Damon inched his lips to hers and he captured her with a k**s. Violet sighed as her body melted into his arms. Her lips parted to give him access and Damon roamed the corners of her mouth with his tongue. Damon kissed her hard and deep, and she was returning the k**s with the same amount of fervor and urgency.

Damon knew if they kept going at this rate, he wouldn’t be able to stop. So even though he hated it, he stopped the k**s, pulled away, and planted a soft k**s on her forehead instead. Damon closed his eyes and kissed her for as long as he could, and he could feel her squirming underneath him.

“Hey, Damon,” Violet said suddenly.

“Yeah?” he opened his eyes and pulled back.

“There’s nothing wrong with us, right?”

This question caught him by surprise. Of course, there was nothing wrong with them, but the look in her eyes was concerning.

“What do you mean?” he asked back.

“You’re not avoiding having s*x with me, are you?” she asked cautiously, throwing her gaze down to the floor. “Because for the past two weeks… ever since that night… we haven’t done it at all,”

Violet was trying her best to contain her anxiety. Meanwhile, the worried frown on Damon’s face turned into a smile. He tilted her chin up so she was facing him again and he leaned his forehead on top of hers.

“So you want us to fúck, is that it?”

“Damon!” she squealed, totally caught off guard by his crassness.

How cute.

Violet was blushing bright red and she buried her face into his chest to hide the evidence. Damon couldn’t help but laugh.

“To be very honest, you’re actually right,” Damon sighed and stroked her hair. “I was avoiding having s*x with you,”

“What?” Violet jerked up and looked into his eyes. “Why?”

“Because I don’t think that you’re ready,” he replied, stroking her cheek gently with his thumb. “Dr. Lee said I should give you space to let the trauma heal,”

Yeah. The fúcking trauma that I caused.

“But, I don’t have any trauma…” she tried to deny it.

“Baby girl, you still have nightmares about that night and you flinch every time people touch you,” he said.

Violet could probably taste the bitterness in his words. Damon held himself accountable for everything that happened that night. His b***d boiled and his body stiffened every time he remembered what almost happened to her.

“But I don’t flinch when you touch me,” she said after a beat of silence, emphasizing the word ‘you’.

Damon narrowed his eyes at her and bit his bottom l*p. His gaze grew hooded and dark as he kept his thumb on her chin.

“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked.

“Touch me,” she replied. “Master,”

Damon’s breath hitched in response and his chest felt like exploding. B***d was rushing through his veins and it took everything in him not to throw her onto the bed this very second.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“I still have my safeword when I need it,” she said, pausing for a beat before correcting herself, “If I need it,”

Damon couldn’t stop the smirk forming on his face. In one swift move, he flipped her body over so she was lying down on the bed and he was hovering on top of her. Violet let out a gasp when she felt his lips connecting with the sweet spot on her neck. Her body was squirming and responding to his touch.

Slowly and cautiously, Damon trailed k****s down her body and he kept watching to see her reaction. At any moment she showed signs of hesitation or fear, he was ready to stop. But when he reached the area on her lower stomach, Violet arched her h**s up to give him more access, showing no signs of reservation.

Damon took the hint and kissed around her clit and entrance, worshipping her body with his tongue. He didn’t even have to slip a finger in and he could already feel her wetness pooling around her entrance. Damon let out a muffled g***n as his tongue slipped into her core and tasted her sweet juices.

She’s sweet. She’s warm. She’s ready.

“Hmm. Good girl,