WARNING!( MATURE )

"Are you touching yourself?" he voices in a husky murmur startling the hell out of me.

I hastily sit up and look at his amused face, "N..no" I stutter in embarrassment.

"Let me see" Carl crouches in front of me and grab my hand to inspect my wet fingers.


Kayla is a Santino's american mafia princess.In the world of guns,an enemy is bound to knock on your door anytime.

What happens when her fathers enemy knocks on their door?

 And what happens when kayla  learns that she's betrothed to a ruthless italian mafia boss Carl Moreno? Also known as the sex-god.

And to add on that,a man of many  enemies .

Join me to find out

His Mafia Princess

I wake up the next morning feeling different. Last night I slept like never before. 


 The nightmares and waking up in the middle of the night never happened. 


I feel relaxed and my body had enough rest and not even a drop of sweat or headaches. 


Wow! I missed this, I missed how it felt to have a good night with zero nightmares. I feel like smiling. 


I try to get up but a hand is holding me down. A hand? 


I look beside me to find a sleeping figure, Carl in my bed?. What is he doing here? The last time I saw him was when I left him with his brother at the ball. 


He is still in his tux and his neck is twisted at an awkward angle. 


I gently push him aside enough not to wake him and got out of bed. We will talk about this when he wakes up. 


I don't remember inviting him into my bed, let alone having a decent talk. 


Chapter 13