Seducing The Mafia's Lord Stepbrother

Amy's pov

His calloused palm brushed my cheek, wiping away another tear as he spread my legs like butter.

"Take a deep breath bunny, it's going to be a long night." I collapsed my head back on the pillow and wondered how I had one of the deadliest men in the country between my legs.

Then my mind as if to answer that question pulled my memory back to over a month ago where it all started.

••••••••

"I swear on my grandma's ashes Amy, this time-"

I cut my boyfriend off with a deep frustrated sigh as I wiped the counter with one hand and held my phone with the other.

"No, Jeremy..." I lowered my voice even though no one could hear me over the loud speakers,"Things are finally going right for us, by next month we'll move into a real apartment in a nice part of town there's no need to risk it."

Finally, I wouldn't have to thread the streets that were lined with gangsters and hoodlums.

"I just need that five grand, baby. Forget that tiny apartment, we'll have a house of our own!"

I stopped whipping, fingers curling around the rag.

Jeremy had always been a dreamer, that's part of the reason I fell in love with him.

But things change when you are no longer a starry eyed college student and you find out dreams don't pay student debt.

Ever since we graduated, Jeremy has turned down every job offer he gets; "I'm just waiting for the right one to give you the life you deserve." He said as he rotted away on my couch.

"Jeremy, the inheritance money from my grandma might be our only ticket out of the trenches. I'm not going to let you waste it on your gambling especially when you never win."

He went quiet.

"Fine, forget it! Ignore your loser boyfriend who's good for nothing," he said dramatically, ending the call.

I put my phone away as a customer approached, but I was uneasy.

My last shift ended and I went to give my boss my final farewell.

"Are you sure about this Baker?" He inquired doubtfully, "if you want a raise, we can..."

"No, it's fine." I replied politely, there was no way I'd be able to commute from my new residence down here. It would just be easier to get a new job.

I stepped out of the club feeling lighter than a feather.

Just a month ago, I was drowning in arrears of rent and sharing ramen with Jeremy. Now we were about to move to a real apartment where the roof didn't leak and the walls weren't paperthin.

Nothing, and I mean nothing could ruin this.

"Baby faster! faster!!"

I froze outside our bedroom door, our apartment was just about the size of a shoe box and I could hear everything.

My boyfriend's moans mingled with strangers, their rugged breathing and our rickety bed crying out.

I took a rib lift of air