The Shark Mafia Boss

Chapter 9 - Sleep with me

Olivia’s POV

I wake up on a really soft bed and I know for a fact it’s not my bed, and then it hit me, last night. That

man, Raphael with a gun, how easy it was for him to pull the trigger.

Slowly I open my eyes and look around to see a sleeping Raphael on the sofa, he looked

uncomfortable, he is too big for that small sofa, I jump out of the bed and walk towards him.

His lips are parted and his hair messy around his face, his hands are resting on his stomach and his

legs are supported on a foot stool.

As if I was under a spell I let my fingers run through his hair, allowing me to have a better look at his

perfect face and his tattoos going up his neck, fuck me he is one sexy piece of ass.

He’s only in boxer shorts, so his body is showing, he’s got both his legs tattooed and his chest going up

his neck and into both his arms forming sleeves. They are beautiful, just like him.

“Take a picture, will last longer” – I hear him say with a grin on his face

I walk two steps back holding my own body, It’s like his eyes made me fear him, his cold sky blue eyes.

“I’m not going to hurt you” – he says getting himself onto a more comfortable position.

“Where are we?” – I ask © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“My penthouse in the upper east side”

“Oh” – He obviously lived on the Upper East Side - “Can I use the bathroom?”

“Through that door” – he points at the door on the left and I start to remember last night when we got

here, I had a shower, I should know where I was going.

I walk there and lock the door behind me, looking at myself in the mirror. I look tired, my eyes are puffy

and red. I look at my wrists and I see bruises formed. And all of the memories from last night make

start to hyperventilate.

I sit on the floor holding my legs against my chest

“Olivia are you ok?” – I hear Raphael asking

“N-no” – I reply whispering

“OLIVIA”

I can hear him shouting but I’m not able to form words, I feel my body shaking my hands went numb

and I can’t breathe. I’m having a panic attack.

As if it was magic another door opens and I see him walking in with urgency in his eyes, he looks at me

on the floor and hold me bridal style taking me to his room.

“Take a deep breathe”

I shake my head as if I couldn’t, I know I am breathing, but I feel like I’m going to die.

“Olivia, hold my fingers, press one by one and talk to me, tell me what your favourite animal is?”

I shake my head but he gives me a nod

“M-my f-favourite a-animal is a shark”

I see him grinning but I don’t understand why

“What kind of shark? Come on Olivia focus on me” – he says

“White shark” – I say while I hold his fingers between mine one at a time.

“Good, keep playing with my fingers”

I nod

“So, tell me what your favourite colour is?”

“Blue, sky blue, like your eyes” – I say and regret immediately, Stupid, stupid.

He smiles at me and for the first time I see the real him, not the image he tries to pass to other people.

I take a deep breath and he looks at me

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yes thank you”

“Come on, go back to bed, it’s still 3 am and you need to rest”

“Can I have some water please? And… I need to pee” – I say in a shy way

“I’ll go get you some water, you go to the bathroom and then sleep time young lady”

I walk into the bathroom and do my business, I wash my hands and throw some water on my face.

Then I walk out and he is already holding a glass of water for me

“Drink this” – he gives me the glass and my fingers touch his and I feel sparks all over my body

Not now Olivia, get a grip – I think to myself.

I climb into the bed and he looks at me while I curl up getting comfortable. He holds the blanket and

puts it on me covering my body

I see him walking towards the sofa and my body stiffens up

“What are you doing?” – I ask him with panic in my voice

“I’m going to respect you and sleep here” – he pointed at the sofa

“Please? Please sleep with me”

“You want me to sleep in the same bed as you?”

“Yes, I don’t want to sleep alone, please?”

I see him debating and then his feet move towards the bed, he climbs up and I can feel his body

heating the bed straight away, and his intoxicating scent. OH MY GOD, is this man for real?

“Can I ask you something?” – I say looking at him

He turns his head towards me focusing on my eyes – “shoot”

“Why did you have a gun?”

“Because it’s my right as an American citizen to have a gun”

I nod but I don’t really believe him

“Where did you know him from?” – I don’t know if I want to know, but it just came out

“Let’s say he used to be a business associate”

“What kind of business?”

“The kind that is none of your business” – he barks at me

“Sorry” – I say

“Go to sleep Olivia, we both need to rest” – he says

I close my eyes and I feel his body moving closer to me, and as if I we were magnets our bodies were

tangled together, I was resting my head on his hard chest and my legs were tangled on his and his

arms were holding me tight.

I feel myself drift off to the best sleep of my life.