Defying the Don

My wife

Chapter 5 - my wife

Marcus POV.

My little wife ran from the restaurant and stopped my men and her brother from getting to her again.

I wasn’t really concerned, I had the girls name that she was friends with. Won’t be hard to trace her.

If there’s anything I’m good at it’s chasing down someone who trying to escape.

When she left 7 years ago, I wasn’t overly concerned.

We looked for the little escape artist and I will be honest I was concerned she might turn into a snitch.

She wasn’t brought up in the warehouses like the other family members were.

I shot and killed someone at 6 years old.

My father trained me hard to be ruthless and powerful man and I’m always happy to excel, but nothing ever came of her.

She disappeared and I was happy.

I was given a child as a wife who I had no intention or interest in actually having a relationship with.

I just needed loyalty if there family especially as my older brother Dominic at the time was trying to form a uprising against me.

I got to f**k my way around New York and no one could say a word.

My Wife had upped and left me but looking at the woman now.

Wow. Just wow she isn’t a child anymore.

I take my phone out and give the order to my cyber team to find her and I want a file within the hour.

She looked incredible.

Her incredibly full arse was barely covered in the booty gym shorts she had on, had my hand twitching to spank her for daring to let men see her like that.

Her full chest barely stuffed into a cropped top.

This little princess has me the hardest I’d ever been.

She left a girl but she’s all woman now and she’s all mine.

I can’t quite wait to take her home and consummate our marriage vows but she will need a spanking and some edging for dressing like that and running from me.

A thought suddenly hit me.

I wonder if she gave what was rightfully mine away.

She better still have her f*****g virginity.

She was my pure little girl.

I let the thought go and settle on finding her first and honestly I haven’t been so excited for a hunt like this in a long time.

My phone rings

“Boss she lives 2 mile from the restaurant. I’ll send you the address,” I smile at how quick my team are.

“The file?” I ask.

“Will be with the men at the parking garage by the time you get there,” he responds.

“She’s smart and she has her hand in many different kinds of business deal and boss she’s rich. Not you rich but she has money”

“What do you mean business deals” I ask, what kind of things is this woman into.

“She’s spent the last 5 years in and out of a Boston campos warehouse supporting in accounting and business deals. Rumours has it she’s a lose cannon and likes to torture” he continues but I’m lost in what he’s said.

“Little meak and weak Iris would hurt a fly. You must have the wrong woman” I argue back, my temper starting to waive.

“I’ll check again sir” he mumbles hearing my irritation through the phone.

“Very good” I cancel the call and walk out of the restaurant to find my car waiting for me.

They already have her address and I’m ready to take my wife back, weak little Iris will be back home paying for her betrayal by tomorrow evening.

“What’s this?” as I open the inch thick file on a lady named Arianna Armani.

“It’s her boss. She changed her name within 2 years of leaving,” my head of security nods to me.

Otto has been the best security guard and has saved me from all manner of near misses and we become like brothers in recent years.

I pick up and open the file. I find her school papers and certificates.

I find her out her job.

I find that she’s been working with a Boston campo Thomas, quite a young man. She calls him often.

The though irritates me almost immediately.

He better not if touched what’s mine.

He’s not a part of our family. He belongs to the Irish family that run Boston. I have a very good relationship with Frankie their Don and I might have to cash in on taking that little s**t out if he’s touched her.

I see that she goes to the gym to martial art groups and she boxes weekly.

She’s a sharp shooter from the shooting range

Paperwork my guys have pulled. She’s been visiting weekly for years.

This little flower has bloomed in the most delightful way.

My hand itch to get to her.

I wave my entire team to leave as I sit and wait for my little princess to arrive.

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As I leave in the elevator I groan at the erection that’s stiff in my pants.

I was so close to her, I could scent the vanilla body wash and coco mademoiselle on her neck.

Her boobs were heaving up and down against my chest as I pinned her to wall.

“f**k” I scream as I leave to get in my car.

“Sir” Otto nods.

“I want her watched at all times. I want to know more. I need to know her favourite colours, the boyfriends she’s had. I need to know everything,” I open the car and slam the door closed and I punch the headrest in the car.

My driver sits waiting for the okay.

I finally get myself together.

“You can drive. I need a hotel that’s as close to my wife as I can,”

I pull up the divider between us.

It takes a few minutes till we finally pull off.

I rip my suit pants down and free my engorged c**k from the constraints of my Calvin Kline boxers.

I start to pump up and down my thoughts on her.

My thoughts on her boobs as she lent down to grab water.

The tightness of her arse in the yoga pants.

I pull faster on my c**k.

“YES” I rip air through my clenched teeth.

I think of her nibbling on her lip and her scent.

I think of her handling the Glock in her hands and her aiming and shoots at me.

With that I c*m so hard it ends up all over the leather seats.

My breath laboured as I roll my eyes up into my head.

This little princess is going to own me.