A Mafia's possessive Love

Don’t touch my man

At the Troy estate, Dylan approached Anabel in the room after returning from work.

“Babe, can we talk?” He asked, she had been keeping a distance from him which he didn’t like, he hated the cold reaction that came off her every time they were together.

“Sure, I am listening” She turned her attention towards him sitting upright on her chair, he picked a chair and sat close to her.

“I know that with all that is happening you might be in a tight spot but am I sure of what I saw and so did Kadmiel. I don’t want this to cause a rift between us, I am trying my best to find out about the cult and believe me when I say I wouldn’t point fingers at your mom until the culprit is caught red-handed.

So could we stop fighting, it hurts me that you are angry with me” Dylan always lowered his ego to the lowest whenever it came to her, he was ready to lay down his life just to please her, the fight between them was making his heart ache and he couldn’t stay that way any longer.

“I am not angry with you, I am just confused right now” She held his hands and looked into his adorable brown eyes,

“I mean my mom has clearly stated that it wasn’t her, so I was thinking that it must be an imposter” she suggested,

“But then I trust you and believe what you and Kadmiel saw, I am trying not to point fingers but it also hard to stay neutral” Anabel translated, she was trying to escape a scenario where she wouldn’t hurt both parties by pointing fingers, this was her family they were talking about, they were the closest people she ever had.

“I promise you that I would find the answers” He drew her closer to him so she could hear every word he said, her face had already explained how troubled she was and he wanted to take the weight off her shoulders.

“I know you would, not just for me but for our son. Right now I don’t know the cult’s next move but we have to make sure Kadmiel is safe. He doesn’t have to suffer for something he knows nothing about” She enunciated, he gave her a warm smile while he pulled a hair strand from her eyes.

“No harm will come to our son” He assured her grabbing her hand and pulling her towards him, Anabel sat on his laps and he held her waist tightly.

“I miss this”

“We only fought for a day” she teased him leaning into his warm embrace.

“It felt like a year to me” He answered, a thought struck into his mind to tell her about Steph yet he shoved it off. There was no need to tell her about an issue he could handle, if Steph dared to try him next time then he would make sure that he buys off her shares and make her go bankrupt no matter how rich she has become.

How she got her money was none of his business, he couldn’t bother to find out how his old secretary grew up to be rich in a couple of years.

“I love you” he whispered into her ear and kissed her ear lobe which tickled her a bit.

“I love you too” she answered back with a smile on her face.

***

The morning in Rome was quite cold but it never stopped Steph from wearing the most revealing white dress to Dylan’s office,

“Good morning” she greeted but was met with his cold gaze, he acted as though he couldn’t see her n*****s getting hard just by looking at him. He focused back on the files in front of him working seriously.

“Thats not how to welcome your guest” she corrected him, Steph wanted him to be lost in thought by how thin her dress was, she had purposely worn it just to show off her body to him instead he refused looking at her neither speaking to her.

“Are you not going to say anything?, I came all the way to see you” She lashed out, she was clearly frustrated because he wasn’t giving her the attention she thought she needed. Dylan had always been cold even while she was his secretary, he never noticed her advances towards him and always scolded her for every mishap, now that she had become rich and gained status, she thought that atleast he would notice her but he still didn’t care.

“I heard from your secretary that there would be an international conference and we have been invited, it would so nice to travel out with you and work together” She continued talking to draw his attention,

“Dylan” she called his name hoping he would get mad for not calling him properly but he didn’t shift his gaze.

“What the hell is wrong with you, can’t you see that I am taking to you” She sprung up from her seat yelling at him.

“If you are done, get out” he ordered stretching his hands to the door but he still didn’t look at her.

She moved closer to him, bent over and touched his face turning him to her, Dylan grabbed her hand immediately, with horror in his eyes.

“I warned you not to touch me”

Steph was terrified by his change in tone and aura, she regretted being so close to him because he could harm her easily.

“What is going on here?” A voice asked standing by the door. They both turned and Dylan was shocked to see Anabel, while Steph was smiling happily. She picked up her bag and left.

“Babe, it is not what you think” Dylan tried to explain but Anabel stormed out following Steph. She hastened her pace until she was standing right in front of her,

“Move” Steph commanded folding her arms to look at her.

“Who are you?” Anabel asked, before causing a scene she had to know who was going up against.

“I am Dylan’s business partner and who are you?” Steph asked back acting like she didn’t know she was his wife.

“I am his wife” Anabel blurted to her, She could notice that she had mentioned Dylan’s name and not Mr Dylan as his business associate used to address him.

“I see, so you are the secretary he married” Steph let out from her venomous tongue.

“You look cheap” she added comparing herself to Anabel.

A slap resonated on her face and Steph was petrified,

“The next time you disrespect me, I would make sure to design your face for you” Anabel warned.

“You really have some nerves you know, just because you are his wife you forgot that you were once his secretary, wanna know who else was?

Me, I was his secretary, which means that the spot you have was all because of me, if I hadn’t been sacked that day then you wouldn’t have met Dylan.

I am the reason why both of you are together, you should be thanking me” Steph informed, her cheeks was red from the pain she got from the slap but she was also fuming in rage because Anabel thought she was somewhat better than her.

“Thank you?, How long did you work for him in the first place?” She asked.

“Three years”

“Three years” Anabel laughed, when she began working for Dylan it didn’t take him long for him to fall in love with her and yet Steph had the guts to brag about that.

“You are so pathetic to think that he would have noticed you, is that why you are back, to finish what you started?” Anabel took a good look at her dress and could tell that she had dressed this way just to seduce her man. Her blood boiled and she wished to slap her again to let her regain her senses.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that no matter how rich you are now, My husband would never choose you over me so wake up from your stupid dream, you have been dreaming for a very long time” Anabel advised her as she circled around her making her seem little and weak to her.

“And one more thing, if you dare to lay your hands on my man again, you will pay for it” She threatened and then strolled back to Dylan’s office.

Steph watched her walk away and she groaned in frustration, not only did Anabel destroy her pride but she also made her look like a child against her.

Dylan was worried sick that Anabel would be mad at him, once he saw her come in, he rushed to her.

“Babe listen to me, it’s not what you think” he tried to explain. She gave him a hug startling him, Dylan thought she would be mad at him, why then was she hugging him.

“I know, I saw everything that happened” she echoed, Anabel had been watching them for a bit and she had seen when he grabbed Steph’s hand and warned her.

“I feel relieved right now” he sighed.

“You should be because you would have been dead if I didn’t come earlier and misinterpreted everything” she said bringing him to a sudden realization. He sat her down and told her all about Steph to avoid any misunderstanding between them.

“I want to kill her with my bare hands” Anabel cursed underneath her breath after listening to everything concerning Steph, she wished she had strangled her rather than slap her, that way she would be sure that she would never try to take her man away from her.