In Love With The Mafia's Wife

CHAPTER 4 – Something’s disturbing me

Gabriel’s POV

The cold blood-soaked ground hugged her fragile body. She shivered in cold as her bare skin peeped out from her torn dress. I couldn’t recognize the color of the dress because it was soaked with her thick red blood. For a moment my thoughts froze. I had seen enough torturing cells in my life, in fact, I, myself, would love to torture people and fuel my satisfaction when their blood comes out. However, I didn’t know why I became numb when I saw her.

How can anyone torture their beloved one like this?

I knelt down beside her and pulled out my knife. Carefully placing it under her nose, I moved it close to her nostrils to check if she was alive. The blade of the knife was covered with some vapor but only for a second due to her weak breathing. I realized that she must have been feeling cold, so I quickly removed my jacket and wrapped it over her.

Why am I doing this? I’ve never shown mercy to anyone. Should I carry her to our base or should I let her lay here until someone comes? But, what will happen if no one comes here? She will definitely die.

After thorough contemplation, I realized that she might be useful to us and that she could be in possession of a lot of Fedrick’s secrets. After all, wives know all of their husbands’ secrets. So, I stopped debating with myself and decided to take her to our base. I took the chain cutter from the bag and cut the shackle that tied her to the ground before lifting her in my arms.

For a few seconds, my heartbeat spiked, something that had never happened before. I felt her cooing in my warm embrace as she cuddled closer to my chest. A strange feeling washed over me when she leaned her head on my chest. It was like I found something that I had been looking for throughout my whole life.

“Let’s go,” I said, walking out of the cell.

“Boss, are we taking her with us as well?” Nick, my right-hand man, asked.

Walking through the dim corridor, I answered him, “Yes, since that guard declared that she is the wife, she must know some of Fedrick’s valuable secrets and information that can be useful to us. So, she is coming with us.”

Nick shook his head. “Gabriel, you know that we have to walk to the helicopter and—”

“Yes, I am well aware of that, Nick, and I can carry her. Her weight is not much heavier than a feather. Now, hurry up and quickly blow the place up,” I instructed.

We walked out of Fedrick’s bunker and Nick blew it up. Satisfied, we walked back to the helicopters. I got into one with her while Nick and some other team members got into the other one.

“Let’s roll, let’s roll!” I ordered the pilot and within seconds we were up in the sky. Below us was a fiery sea and Fedrick’s bunker looked like it was burning in hellfire. A wicked, proud smirk curved my lips that we successfully took revenge for our trillion-dollar loss.

I shut my eyes and leaned my head back. Though tired, I was glad that we were able to come out with zero casualties. With my eyes closed, only the sound of the helicopter blades whirring and moving forward by cutting the wind filled my ears.

Then, all of a sudden, I felt her moving in my arms. I opened my eyes to see that she was mumbling something and that she was shivering. Baffled, I didn’t know what I should do. The others also looked at me with their blank faces.

“No…no…please….” she continuously chanted those pleading words like a mantra.

“Shhh…it’s okay. You are safe now.” I couldn’t believe where such soft, assuring words came from. Like instinct, I cuddled her closer to my chest as I drew soothing circles on her back and patted her head. After a few minutes, she calmed down. Gazing down at her, I noticed how her face was covered with blood and bruises that made her totally unrecognizable.

Soon, we were beginning our landing on our base helipad. Alejandro and a few others were on the rooftop waiting for our arrival. Alejandro narrowed his eyes when he noticed that I was escorting a guest—or rather, an unconscious guest.

“I know that you have a lot of questions, but right now I am exhausted and she needs medical attention. Nick, call the doctors. I will lay her down in the guest bedroom.” I could sense that Alejandro’s mind bubbled with a flood of questions, but before getting into all that, I wanted to rest. Oh, and I didn’t forget that I had a promise to fulfill to my new wh*re.

Nick ran looking for the doctor while I placed her on the bed. She was unconscious and within seconds, the white bedsheets started to turn red with her blood.

Alejandro approached me from behind, “Gabriel, care to brief me on what happened there?”

“Definitely, boss. Well, we successfully beat their a*sses. To put it simply, Fedrick is in hell now,” I explained, walking out of the room. Then, I saw two maids running toward me with four guards, probably at Nick’s instruction.

“You mean he is dead?” Alejandro asked, eager to confirm such important news.

Nodding my head, I smirked at him with pride. “Yes, boss. The Sharks are no longer going to be a pain to our a*s and they will never peek into our business ever again in this life. We blasted the entire bunker and I killed Fedrick when the ba*tard was sleeping with his wh*res.”

“We should celebrate this, my son!” Alejandro patted my back with a big smile. He only called me ‘son’ only when the victory achieved was tough and very significant.

“Listen here, both of you keep eye on the woman who is laying on the bed. The doctor will come soon to check on her and report to me if her health condition changes even slightly. Give her the best of care, she is a resource. Now, you four, don’t even think of blinking without my permission. You four should guard the door and the balcony. She might plan to escape when she gets her senses back,” I briefed the maids and the guards who were standing in front of me with their heads bowed.

I slid my hands into my pants pockets and looked at them, “Understood?”

“Yes, boss,” they said and disappeared to carry out their duty.

“Do you mind telling me who is that bloody woman?” Alejandro asked when the maids left.

“She is the secret wife of Fedrick. But, don’t ask me what her name is because I don’t know,” I said and let out a sharp exhale.

“How the hell is possible that she is covered with blood? And how do you know for sure that she is his wife? Why did you bring her here?” Alejandro had a waterfall of questions.

I ran my fingers through my hair. “A guard from the torturing cell confirmed her identity. So, I brought her here so that we can question her and dig up the secrets of Sharks.”

“What the hell? Did you really find her in a torturing cell? Are you sure that she is his secret wife?” Alejandro demanded, filled with curiosity.

“Let’s confirm all that when she regains her consciousness. Now, if you would please excuse me, I have to release my exhaustion in my special way.” I winked at Alejandro and left the place.

Strolling into my room, I removed my clothes and hopped into the shower. I planted my palms on the shower cubical and started to think about her. The cold water started to flow from my head, down my muscular body until it crashed on the bathroom floor.

Why was she chained to the ground in that torturing cell? What’s the big mistake she might have done to get tortured like that? Alejandro had a point. Was she his real wife or could this be another trap by the Sharks?

With dozens of questions in my mind, I wiped away all the specks of dirt on my body and came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my torso. Stopping in front of the mirror, I started to dry my hair as I gazed at my perfect muscular body. I knew well that my body was the reason women were crazy about me.

Satisfied with my look, I opened my minibar and pulled out a whisky bottle with a glass before sitting on the couch. Unscrewing the cap of the bottle, I poured some into the glass and swirled it. Soon, I heard someone knocking on the door.

“Come in,” I said without even looking up.

Within seconds, I heard a pair of high heels walking toward me, tapping against the wooden floor of my room. A sexy smirk curled my lips at the arrival of the wh*re.

“Were you waiting for me, baby?” She licked her lips when she saw my shirtless body and v-line peeking from under the towel.

Walking towards her with my whisky glass in hand, I replied, “You are right on time. By the way, do you know my name?”

“Of course! Who doesn’t know you?” She arched her eyebrows at me.

“Good, because soon you are going to scream my name when I fill you with pleasure,” I said in my deep, husky voice.

That was it. Our passionate s*x session started unfolding. I knew that her pu*sy must have been throbbing for my big co*k. I lifted her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around my torso. Strolling toward the couch, I let my towel fall to the floor before sitting down on the leather cushion.

The wh*re was dressed in a sexy lace bra with matching thongs and stockings that covered her toned white legs. My manager had instructed her exactly how I wanted to see wh*res and she did not disappoint. Closing the gap between us, she slowly started to kiss my neck before moving down to my chest. Then, she began to lick my stomach and knelt down in between my legs. She groped my hardened c**k in her hands before starting to lick it and suck on it. Filled with pleasure, I tilted my head back in ecstasy.

The only thing was it felt different. I didn’t feel the same way as I would before when I spent time with wh*res. My eyes could see the wh*re who was absolutely sexy and how she was doing her best to wash me over with pleasure. Yet, I felt something blocking me from reaching my full satisfaction.

“Come here, I want to fu*k you hard.” I pulled her to the sofa and made her bend into a doggy-style position. I believed firmly that it would work, and that I was feeling so because I was exhausted after the long night’s mission. With a deep confident breath, I positioned myself to enter her pu**y, but before I could, someone knocked on the door.

“Fu*k! Who the hell is it?” I cursed under my breath. I had strictly told the manager not to send anyone to disturb me. I will fuc*ing blow their heads off!

With frustration, I wrapped myself in the towel and opened the door, ready to lash my fury, “Who the—”

But, I stopped immediately when I noticed that it was one of the maids that I appointed to look after Fedrick’s wife.

“What?” I asked, slight concern filling my mind unintentionally.

“The doctor asked you to come there immediately. She has a high fever!”