The Redemption of mobster

Chapter 7

Damian Cooper

- Good Mr. Cooper, you can now walk without these two crutches, because you can already score steps and in weeks you can walk normally. But don't make much effort. - Said the physiotherapist.

- You must always have someone accompanying you. - He added.

She analysed every corner of my body that was covered with a shirt that defined my chest and abdomen.

I had the body of an athlete for always practising physical exercises, and I knew she wanted me.

But I'm already used to this kind of look.

Everyone looks at me like that, even at the balls we have and at mafia parties all the girls drooled over me for my extreme perfect face and my body as well.

But I was faithful to mafia laws, mafia rules and never betray your partner, because if you betray someone you sleep with every day you are not worthy of anyone's trust.

But Khaterine thought I would betray her, on the contrary I loved every curve of her body and I'm completely addicted to it even if I don't show it.

You never know a woman as beautiful and exuberant as Khaterine.

But at the beginning of the wedding I avoid touching her and found it so small and angelic that I was afraid to hurt her.

Khaterine was a virgin and had never been involved with any man before me, mafia laws were clear, women could only have s****l acts after marriage.

Even though there were some that violated these laws, Khat has always been an obedient girl.

When she first saw me she was delighted with my beauty and I could see a certain sparkles in her honey-coloured eyes.

I've always treated her coldly.

- Don't be nervous, this will hurt a little but we have to consummate the marriage. - I tell the girl who is sitting on the edge of the bed with trembling hands.

- Don't you want me? - I ask the same woman who looks at me stuttering..

- E-u, e-u...

- Xii- I say shutting up and putting my fingers in a delicate way on her lips.

I'll start by stroking your face.

She closes her eyes letting herself be travelling through my caresses...

She was so delicate, that I was afraid to break her I didn't want to have to lie down with her even if I wish her. But those who don't would wish.

Khaterine owned a magnificent body, had full breasts, her a*s was bigger and so was hips.

His curves eloquence me, his long hair smelled like almonds because I could feel it as soon as I smelled them.

Not to mention his sweet smell of perfume that had invaded my nostrils.

- I promise to make tonight the best of your life - I'll make it.

She opens her beautiful eyes...

I pull her for a delicate kiss, our tongues dance in tune. I lie in bed delicately.

That night I loved every part of Khaterine's body and made her feel like the most beloved and beloved woman.

I treated her like a jewel she was. We made love, not s*x.

After consummising the marriage Khaterine laid her head on my chest, her breathing was accelerated and mine too.

- That was so good. - She says a little shy.

- It really was. - I answered while cafuné on his long hair...

After the best s*x I've had in my entire life, the next day I woke up and went to work and the days went by and I avoided Khaterine as much as I could because I knew that if we continued I would end up falling in love with her and I couldn't fall in love because my enemies were on alert.

Time later she decides that we would only have s*x, but each one would stay in his own corner and I would not show love to her or her to me. Khaterine ended up accepting it.

Khaterine and I in bed were the best lovers in the world, the desire we had for each other was indescribable.

But our coexistence was not friendly, it was everyone in their own corner. I created this barrier to protect it.

Because the top authority is the hood, I have many enemies and I couldn't show them that I had a weak point.

I was cold to Khaterine because I wanted to protect her from our world.

I wanted to protect her from my enemies because to get where I am was not easy, I created several enemies around the world.

- Mr. Cooper. - James, my trusted man says entering my office making me get out of my daydreams.

- Yes. - I say the harsh way.

- Here's what you asked Marcus for, you have all Dylan Markov's data. - James says.

- So he's of Russian origin, interesting. - I mean smiling.

- Actually, he has two nationalities. - James says he sits down.

- Keep investigating him, and if he tries to get closer, Khaterine tells me because he won't live to tell a story. - I say throwing the papes in a corner of the table.

James gets up and leaves the office...

Dylan Markov

- Don't tell me you fell in love with the girl. Do your job well. I'll pay you for that. - Says Yvon.

Yvon was the uncle of Bratva's subcapo, and wanted to end Cooper for what he did in the past.

And since then, Yvon has swore revenge.

He was also my godfather and had me as a son.

I was complaining because weeks have passed and I had not yet implemented the plan I had.

- Of course not, if we want to win Damian Cooper we have to realise his weak point. He managed to escape the attack and we don't know who he loves since he doesn't seem to care much about his father and wife very much.

- It goes deeper, the human being always has a weak point and Damian is no different. We'll put an end to this mafia s**t he has and everyone around him. I want to see Damian Cooper destroyed. - Yvon says and I agree.

I also wanted to see him destroyed, because since I saw Khaterine I fell in love with her and would fight for that woman.

And it would protect her from everything, wouldn't allow Yvon to do anything bad for Damian's sake.