My Mafia Keeper

Chapter 4

I tried my best controlling myself around Kiara but she has no idea how beautiful of a woman she’s become. Not only is she beautiful but she’s strong and funny, just flawlessly perfect. 

I told myself I wouldn’t make a move on her as she treated me and only saw me as her older brother but when she put her lips against mine I lost all reasoning. I pulled her closer and deepened our kiss until our saliva was mixed with one another, unable to distinguish who’s saliva was who’s. 

I picked her up in my arms, not breaking the kiss and quickly headed into the closest room. Once inside I placed Kiara down and pinned her against the wall again to continue our kiss after breaking apart for three seconds. 

“Wait Dylan” she called out, putting her hands that were once wrapped around my neck on my chest. 

“s**t. Sorry” I apologized and walked away from her slamming my fist against the wall. She clearly didn’t mean anything and I took it too far. I didn’t stop and kept kissing her and forcing my way with her. f**k. Clearly I lose all reasoning when it comes to Kiara. 

I’m usually a ruthless guy who cares about nobody and nothing but when it comes to Kiara my focus is all on her. I have successfully chased away every guy who has ever approached Kiara before. She’s too perfect to be tainted by anyone, not even me. 

“Dylan!” She screamed, grabbing my bloody hand and wiping the blood while looking at me full of concern in her eyes. 

She’s so beautiful and forgiving. Even though I practically forced her to make out with me she still cares about me instead of getting upset or angry at me. 

“I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have… you must have hated it…” I sighed as I took a seat on the sofa next to her as she continued to clean my wound. 

“Dylan what are you talking about?” She looked up at me but I looked away. She took her hands and held my head in her hands as she pulled my head her way, looking at her. 

“I didn’t hate it.” She smiled and gave me a quick peck, I widened my eyes at her action, shocked. 

“What? You didn't?...”

“Dylan, I said I didn’t hate it. Why? Did you hate it? Do you regret kissing me?” 

“What! Of course not! Never! You have no idea that I-” I stopped as a smirk formed on her face. 

“As you?” she motioned for me to continue. 

“I...I love you.” 

I buried my face in between my hands feeling embarrassed and scared. I have dated multiple women before, but none that I loved or honestly wanted to stay with. Most of the time, we broke up because they didn’t like how close Kiara and I were. I didn’t need anyone to tell me what to do and who to be with, Kiara is and will always be my number one priority. 

I honestly, didn’t notice my feelings for her until two years ago when she was confessed to by a classmate of her’s. 

I was so pissed at the guy and went after him for daring to approach Kiara and realized just how much she means to me and how annoyed I am if another guy were to ever approach her and see her in such a way. 

“Really?” She sat up, hands folded on her lap. I nodded avoiding her gaze. 

“I know you don’t see me that way but you need to know that you have this... this effect on me. I hate it when you are with another guy and I can’t stand to see you hurt. I will do anything and everything for you Kiara.” I looked up and watched the corners of her mouth turn up into a bright smile showing off her beautiful pearly whites. 

“Well then, why didn't you ask me out Dylan?” 

“Kiara, you never would have said yes... you only see me as.. as your older brother…”

“Well then, would a sister make out with someone they see as only their older brother?” She tilted her head at me, looking so unbelievably adorable and sexy at the same time. I shook my head to answer her.  

“So do you think I still see you as only an older brother?” My eyes widened at her response. 

“Does this mean?..” I motioned my hand pointing between the two of us, hoping for a sign that suggested what we could, or would be. 

“Well, that depends on you.” She smiled coming closer to me. 

“What do you want?” She whispered in my ears while playing with my hair. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into my arms. 

“You’re mine then. Nobody else’s. Mine. From today on and forever.” I held her close as she snuggled her head into my chest and she snaked her arms around my waist. 

“More of you are mine mister.” She looked up from my chest with her adorable and big puppy eyes and I laughed. 

“Yes, your’s. All yours. I'm only yours.” I looked down and moved my head closer to hers for another kiss. 

"So from now on, no more women allowed in your office Dylan. If you are mine I don't want another women close to you. Only I can be close to you from now on." 

"Of course." I nodded and put our foreheads together, feeling just her in my arms and resting there. 

"You're not allowed to break up with me either." I quickly pulled away and looked at Kiara confused. 

"Why would you ever think of that?" I furrowed my eyebrows together. There's no way I'd ever leave her, I love her. She was the only one for me.

"Well, your record with women is pretty short you know. I know about the list of women you've been with. None of them lasted more than 3 months..." I laughed after hearing her reason. She must not have known. 

"What's so funny?" She pouted and slapped me in the chest, hard. 

"Ouch babe." I grabbed my chest where she hit me pretending to be hurt. 

"Oh I'm sorry!" She grabbed my hand and started patting the same spot. I grabbed her hand right away and held it close to my heart.

"Kiara Young. I will never, and I swear never, ever, break up with you. All those before you lasted only 3 months because they weren't you. They couldn't make me happy and feel alive, but you, you make me happy, you make me feel alive." I smiled and watched her blush as she looked away. I released her hand from mine and gently held her chin up with my hand making her look at me. 

"I will only love you. I swear. If anything it'll be only you breaking up with me because I'd literally die without you." She smiled and shook her head before we kissed again melting in each other's touch and embrace. 

Finally, finally, I have her in my arms. Finally Kiara is mine. The women of my dreams.