The Obsessed Mafia Ex

Chapter 2 - A weird Coincidence

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Warning: The chapter has mature content

Kim

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Tyler freezes the moment I turn around. “Kim?” he utters with a shocked expression. “Hi, Tyler,” I softly reply, my voice not sounding like my own, feeling emotional suddenly at the sight of him. The arrests, the rehab, everything I’ve been through flooding back, and before I realize I step up to him and hug him. His body's rigid at first, but after a moment, I feel him reluctantly place a hand on my back, and I wish I could stay like this forever.

Tyler loved me. He gave me his all, and I never experienced that kind of love again. I was his world, but I left him. I broke his heart, and I regret it. Now all I want is a chance to make it up to him. To show him how much he meant, how much he means to me. I thought I could move on from him, but I was fooling myself. No one can ever love me the way he did. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare her. I didn’t mean to run; I was just scared and ashamed. I should never have left her, Tyler, and I’m sorry. I was unwell, but now I'm better. I’m okay now; I’m ready. I've missed her, Tyler. I've missed you,” I speak into the hug, only to feel his body tense up again before he pulls back, breaking the hug. “Can I see her, please,” I ask, looking him in the eye with a pleading look, but he closes his eyes before running a hand through his hair, and I find my eyes flickering to his lips. I didn’t realize just how much I’ve really missed him until now.

“No, that's not a good idea. I’m glad you are better, but it’s not that simple. You left her, Kim, and a lot has happened. I can’t just let you back into her life. Look, seeing you here. I-I don't even know what to say to you. It's not that simple...even if I were to allow that to happen, there’s a lot of ground that we would need to cover first before I could even think of letting you anywhere near her,” he says, and my heart sinks very low, but I understand. I hurt them when I left, and now he doesn’t trust me. “Of course, I-I understand, and it’s all my doing. I will do whatever you need me to; move at whatever pace you set. Please, just don’t shut me out for good. Please give me a chance to prove myself to her and... you,” I tell him, and he opens his mouth to speak, but his phone rings, cutting him off and he reaches for the inside pocket of his suit jacket and takes it out, before looking at it with a frown. “I have to go,” he says, and I open my mouth to speak, but he turns around and leaves before I can. I release a breath, suddenly losing the strength to stand as tears pool in my eyes, and I lean on the wall, watching him walk away.

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Tyler

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“Daddy? Daddy?” I realize Kiara’s been calling me for a while now, but I've zoned out. “Yes, baby,” I respond, looking at her.

“Are you alright?” she asks with a concerned frown on her face, and I apologize, assuring her that I’m fine; and that I was just thinking about work stuff. “Are you sure cos you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

“I know, sweetheart, and I appreciate you, but it’s nothing to worry about, okay?”

“Okay. Did she tell you what she wanted? Is she a news lady?” She adds as I get onto the freeway. She asked me if I found her and I said I did; only I didn’t tell her it was her mother. I just tell her she won’t be bothering her anymore. I can’t believe Kim’s back, and I don’t know how I feel about it. I’m glad she’s well, but I can’t risk Kiara’s heart like that. I don’t trust her with her, and I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to deny Kiara a chance to have a relationship with her mother, but how do I know she won’t hurt her again? How do I know she won’t walk out on her again like the last time? I can’t put her through that.

I won’t have her experience that heartache again. I feel her small hand coming over mine, and I look at her to find a reassuring smile on her face as I take her hand in mine. Kiara and I are very close. We have more than a father-daughter relationship. We are best friends. She talks to me about everything, and she knows me very well. She can always tell when I’m not okay, and she wants me to talk to her about everything, but some things like these, are not for her big little heart to carry. She’s very mature for her age; she’s always been.

She puts on some music after that, and I find myself smiling as she sings along before we eventually reach our destination. We exit the car, head inside the house, and Merlot comes running the moment we enter. I hand the shakes over to Abby and pick her up. She wraps her short arms around my neck as I proceed inside the house. I've missed my little girl too. I apologize to Abby for being late. She was supposed to knock off thirty minutes ago, but the whole thing with Kim delayed me. I still can’t believe she’s back. I call Karson and ask him to take her home. “Where’s your brother?” I ask Merlot, and she tells me he’s in his room playing. I walk upstairs and head to his room, and he comes running the moment he looks up and sees me, and I pick him up too. I ask him if it still hurts, and he says it doesn’t, and I place them down after a long moment of hugs and kisses. After taking off my suit jacket, I head to the bathroom and run them a bath, so I can bathe them and put them in their pajamas before taking a well-needed shower and starting with supper. They tell me everything I missed while I was away, while I run them the bath.

After getting Cameron from Rene, Lia and I struggled with him. He missed Rene and Chris and used to cry all day. It was heart-wrenching watching him go through that, and we spoke to specialists to try and find out what we could do to ease him into his new home, but nothing really worked. He wasn’t so bad with Lia, but he struggled with me. He was struggling to accept me. He lost it every time I tried to get close to him but eventually, after what felt like years, even though it was only months, he started getting close to me, and we started forming a bond. Now we are inseparable.

I give them their baths and put them in their sleepwear, and then move to my bedroom to have a shower, too, so I can start with their supper and put them to bed when it's time.

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“Are you okay?” I ask Lia as she steps back into the bedroom after her shower, seeing a worried look on her face. I told Lia about Kim, but she had news of her own that I would never have expected. She told me Aiden is also in town and came to see her at the hospital today. “It’s a weird coincidence, right?” she says, walking over to the dressing table, and I look at her expectantly, waiting for her to continue. “Aiden and Kim, I mean. It’s weird that they are both here now. Right?”

“Yeah, it is,” I reply, getting up from the bed and walking up to her before wrapping my arms around her waist from behind as she stands in front of the mirror. I’ve missed her, and I honestly don’t want to think or speak about Kim or Aiden right now. Ever since I saw Kim, her coming back has been the only thing on my mind. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Right now, I just want to show my wife how much I’ve missed her.

I trail kisses from her jawline to her neck, causing her to tilt her head to the side, giving me more access. “Mmm.. are you gonna accept his invitation for coffee?” she asks, moaning as I nibble on her neck. “It’s totally up to you, my love. If you are comfortable with it, then we’ll do it.” I tell her and get back to what I was doing, causing her to moan as I slide my hands to her chest and drop the towel. “I’ve missed you so much,” I whisper before taking her earlobe in my mouth while my left hand fondles her breasts and the right trails down her stomach, proceeding further south. “I’ve missed you... too,” her breath hitches as my hand slips between her thighs, and I groan, feeling her knees buckle as I start rubbing circles on her clit. She moans louder, rubbing her hand on top of mine.

She turns her head to the side, and we connect our lips again, my tongue swirling around hers as I continue my rubbing motion down below. Soon her legs start to tremble, and she breaks the kiss, throwing her head back, and I know she’s close. I retrieve my hand, not wanting her to c*m yet, and turn her around before capturing her lips in a fiery kiss, wrapping my arms on the back of her thighs as I lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I walk over to the couch. I lay her down on it and leave her lips trailing the kisses down to her chest before paying attention to her plump breasts. Moans and groans are all that can be heard as I continue sucking her sweet t**s. She weaves her fingers in my hair when my lips travel down her stomach, continuing further down. And I gently part her legs before dipping my head between her thighs and starting again with the circles on her clit, using my tongue this time.

“Mmm...” she lets out a breathy moan, her hand finding the back of my head again as I continue, occasionally blowing on it and alternating between my fingers and tongue. I move my hands to the inside of her thighs, keeping them in place as her legs start trembling again.

Her body contracts, and soon she throws her head back as an orgasm hits her hard. I continue licking and sucking, helping her ride her high before getting back up and connecting our lips in a tender kiss. “I love you,” I tell her, pulling back from the kiss and straightening up before taking my pajama bottoms off and kneeling back on the couch. “I love you,” she says before connecting our lips. I turn her around, causing her back to press against my front before placing my hand on her back, gently bending her forward. She shivers when I put my d**k at her entrance, and I groan, sliding it in before moving my hand to her waist. I move it up to her chest, guiding her upright, and she leans her head against my shoulder. My other hand wraps around her waist as I start thrusting into her deep and slowly before I feel her grabbing my thigh, and I know what that means.

I place my hand on her upper back and guide her back down again until she’s leaning on her elbows and my hands move to her waist, holding her in place as I pick up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, and it’s not long before another orgasm wrecks her body, but I don’t stop. I continue at the same pace, and my body eventually contracts, causing me to pull her up and wrap one arm around her waist while one goes to her neck, careful not to choke her as I approach my undoing, and it's not long before I let out a groan, letting go.