The Mafia’s Seductress

Isadora’s POV

– Later That Night –Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

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!