The Mafia's Unexpected Love

Chapter Seven... Destined To Meet

*Emma POV*

After Jackson helped me escape he brought me back to his and Hank's house for awhile. Once I was calmed down, Jackson decided we should go to the bar and prepare for the evening. He had so much on his mind today, apart from helping me, he was preoccupied with the anniversary of the death of his older brother. He had told me what happened and I felt sad for Hank and Jackson. He was only nine at the time. He was too young to have been able to do anything to help his family. I held him as he cried about watching his mother be murdered right in front of his eyes.

Who could do something so cruel and ruthless. He said that his brother's name was Tommy. I didn't know what overcame me, but just the mere mention of his brother's name gave me goosebumps all over my body. Jackson had showed me a picture of Tommy when he was twelve. My imagination must be going crazy today, because I could already picture an older version of him and my core instantly clenched tightly and my juices soaked my panties instantly. I blushed bright red and looked away. What the f**k was wrong with me? He was dead and unfortunately my daydreaming would stay in my head. Jackson looked at me curiously and just shook his head. "What? Don't look at me like that. I'm just..... um..... oh shut up and leave me alone." I mumbled under my breath. Jackson just laughed loudly and then we had left for the bar.

Once we got there Jackson unlocked the backdoor and we headed in. "Pops should be here just before we open. Today is really not his day, but he refused to stay home. Told me that if he stayed home he would just wallow in self pity and he didn't want to do that, said he had a bar to run. Stubborn old man." Jackson grumbled with annoyance. I just placed my hand on his shoulder, "Give him a break Jacks, he wants to try and stay positive. It's better if he has something to keep his mind off of the sadness, otherwise it will consume him and then he won't last long. You don't want to lose your father too..... do you?" I say with a level of uncertainty. I am trying not to be harsh or even cause him pain, but he needs to understand that his father being preoccupied is far better than wallowing in sadness and pain.

Jackson turns on the radio and suddenly he is in a different place. He is humming and cooking lost to the music. I just chuckle and leave him alone to prepare the rest of the bar. I polished and then sanitized all surfaces with a clean rag, then I checked the inventory of the beer and tap to make sure we wouldn't run out before the evening was done, then I did a quick prep and refill of the condiments bar, then I made sure the main lounge and bar room was ready for our customers, then lastly I filled the ice bin. I was just finishing up when I heard laughter outside the bar. It sounded like Hank. I smiled softly, just knowing he was laughing meant that he was going to be okay today. He was going to make it.

I turn around just as Hank opens the door and suddenly I feel light-headed. There standing with Hank and Gunther, is the most gorgeous and dangerously sexy man that I have ever seen. He stops dead in his tracks as our eyes meet. I gasp sharply, because I can literally feel the intensity of his eyes on me. My panties are instantly soaked again and try to turn my head away from his gaze, but I am lost in his eyes. He has this power rolling off of him that it makes it almost impossible to look away. Like he controls my entire being. I feel like I have known him forever and as crazy as it sounds, I feel safe around him. Like he would kill anyone to protect me. That makes me feel so incredible turned on. I feel sexy when he looks at me like he is. I am hesitant though, because what if he is just like Sean? I admit that I never felt this way before towards anyone, not even Sean, but I could never handle another Sean. Nope... not going to f*****g happen in this lifetime. I am suddenly snapped out of my trance when I hear plates clatter to the ground. Jackson's eyes are wide in shock. He looks from the sexy man to Hank and then back again. He does this for about two minutes before he speaks outloud. "Is this some kind of sick joke? What's going on Pops?" Jackson growls angrily. Hank opens his mouth to speak but the sexy stranger puts his hand on Hank's shoulder. "Let me." he says softly, then turns to Jackson, "Jay, it's really me." the sexy man says cautiously. "W-what did you j-just call me?" Jackson stutters as he gasps out. "I called you Jay, it was always my nickname for you.... brother." says the sexy man as his voice cracks slightly. Wait.... what? Brother? I... I thought his brother was dead? Holy F**k! Tommy Branson is alive and God help me, he is more sexier than I could have ever imagined. I feel drool fall past my lips and I gasp in horror. I run aprutly towards the bathroom and go in the ladies room. I close the door and look at myself in the mirror. Just as I suspected, I am f*****g drooling like a damned teenage girl. I turn on the faucet, place my hands in the water, then splash my face. I vaguely hear the door open behind me, but don't pay any attention to it, until I hear the click of the lock. I tense and turn around quickly. I suck in a deep breath when I notice none other than Tommy Branson leaning against the door staring me down with a look of hunger and I am the meal. He licks his lips, then stands up straight and walks towards me. I walk backwards every time he takes a step towards me. When I feel my back hit something hard, I know I am at a dead end. He steps in front of me and places both hands on the wall caging me in. "You must be Emma?" he rasps out seductively. A soft whimper escapes my lips and nod slightly as I bite my bottom lip. He growls softly, then takes his thumb and runs it over my lips until he has removed it from my teeth. "So f*****g beautiful." He whispers quietly as if he is in a trance. I think I died and went to Heaven. He leans forward and places a soft kiss on my shoulder. I sigh contentedly and then he smashes his lips to mine. I moan softly and I unknowingly wrap my arms around his neck as I kiss back with a passion that I didn't even know I had. He groans as he grinds his hips against me showing me just how much this kiss is effecting him and Oh My God, I just want him to take me here and now. I am wet and ready for him, but before we can get any further someone pounds on the door. "What's going on in there Emma?" Jackson yells. I hear Tommy growl with annoyance then he holds me tightly. "Make no mistake Emma. You are mine. One way or another. I will definitely have you for myself." he says with a fierce possessiveness as he looks me straight in the eyes. I gulp loudly, but find myself nodding in agreement. Uhh.. seriously Emma, what has gotten into you. You don't even know this guy for less than a few minutes and you are already throwing yourself at him. He must think I an easy target. I feel my anger rise as the hair on my neck bristles. "I am not an easy target. I am no w***e!" I say seething, "Nothing Jacks, nothing at all." Tommy leans forward and grabs my throat softly and leans forward. He is inches from my face, "If I ever hear you call yourself that again and degrade yourself in that manor, I will lay you across my lap, then spank your ass till it's red and you can't walk for a week without feeling it." he says with a deadly calmness. I should be running for the hills, but f**king hell that was hot! I haven't had s*x in over two years, and even before then it wasn't really anything to be excited about. Sean was no expert on giving orgasms and I honestly had forgotten what they felt like. I needed to get laid and I need that person to be none other than Tommy f******g Branson. I can tell he would be amazing in bed. He seems like the type to please a woman in every way possible. He walks to the door and unlocks it. Jackson walks in and looks at us both curiously and then suddenly a huge smile forms on his lips. "Oh s**t! Tommy likes Emma! Tommy likes Emma!" he chants like a little kid. Tommy punches his shoulder and Jackson whines playfully. "Ouch! That hurt!" Tommy just chuckles and shakes his head. "Good, it was supposed to dumbass."