MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 83: A Guy | Am Dating Chapter 83: A Guy | Am Dating

Angelia

Riccardo helpedtake out the butt plug in the shower before he droveback home. | had blushed the entire

tbut | didn't say a word as he pulled it out. He askedthe t| would be done with my shift as we got

out of his car so that he could inform Kingston on when he should pickup. He would also get him to text me

beforehand. When | got home, | checked my mailbox. | granted, | never get any on the weekends but it was a

force of habit. | was surprised when | saw | had gotten an envelope from a hospital in the city. | took it inside my

apartment and opened it afterwards and found the results for the test | had taken. No surprise, they all were

negative, what | found odd though was getting the results on the weekend. Rich people's lives were so strange.

Now | was stress eating enough to putin a food coma which wasn't that bad of an idea. 1 should definitely

sleep before my shift, knowing | would probably not be going to bed right after my shift. Although, | might be

going to bed but | wouldn't be there to sleep. Having made up my mind, | threw the last of the jollof rice in the

trash after eating enough for two and made my way to the bed. Sleep didn't ceasy but when it did, | was

absolutely gone to the world.

It wasn't until several hours later when my alarm rang that | woke up. | guess | needed that more than | realized.

Between yesterday and the constant nerves | had today, | had been exhausted. De Iceberg club's uniform was

made of comfortable cotton but looked like those girls at h**rs wore, black shorts and a pink crop top with the

logo of the nightclub on it. Even with how sexist it obviously was, | still preferred this to the cafe's uniform. At

least, this outfit didn't itch with each. movement | made. | put on yoga pants over the uniform, wanting to stay

covered until | was at the club.

| packed my hair in a high ponytail and did my makeup dark and s***y, | got to get my tips somehow. | learned

as soon as | started working as a bartender that it helps with getting tips which were just so wrong. Tips should

be for giving a good service, not because we looked a certain way. Instead of taking the usual raggedy coat, |

grabbed the new one | had gotten from Riccardo. | hated to accept the things they were givingbut it felt

even worse to let their good intentions hang in a closet collecting dust. Lastly, | grabbed my bag containing the

heels | would wear at work, they hurt like a b***h which was why | always wore my sandals until | reached the

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The bus trip went by fast, having my phone to keepcompany, | probably laughed the entire ride except for

that one video | cacross on Instagram that madecry. Weldon was in his office with his door open when |

walked past to get to the locker room. | didn't think he would seeuntil | heard him call for me. "Yes?" | asked

as | backtracked and went to his door, already y stressed. The bus sk

bus had been sminutes late and it wasn't long until the doors of the club would be open.

The bus

"How has your week been?" He asked and lookedup and down, discreetly taking in my body and thinking |

wouldn't notice him doing so.

His brown hair was just as carefully styled as always with longer hair on the top swiped back and the sides were

shorter. Leaning against the doorway and | responded.

"It has been good, what about yours?" | asked.

Frankly, | just wanted to get to work but he had always been kind toand | didn't want to be rude in return.

Yes, it

it has been good. We have missed you at work, though." He said and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"Anyways, you should probably get ready. | will wait for you after work and I can follow you to the bus stop."

Sometimes, | wondered why he had always been like this with me, making sure | got hsafely when we had

many other girls working here. Although, | had to admit, | had felt safer having him. walk with me. "That is okay

but I have someone pickingup." informed him.

| couldn't help the blush creeping up my cheeks as I thought about Kingston coming to get me.

"Really?" His eyes widened.

"A friend of yours?" He looked hopeful.

As much as | wasn't interested in him and had never given him any indication that | was, | sucked at being direct.

I didn't want to hurt his feelings, seeing this as a way to let him down gently. It shook my head.

"It is a guy | am dating." | said and sensed the suffocating silence.

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"I should get back to work, see you later." | added,

His face was stone still like he was making sure | didn't see any emotions. | let out a silent breath of relief when

he nodded and | continued down the hall to the lockers. At least now, he knew exactly where we were standing

with each other. The woman working the bar tonight wasn't one one | knew very well, all | knew was that her

nwas Teresa and she was a single mother of two. The club was always busy and we never had tto

socialize unless it was with our customers. Bartending was a great way to distractfrom thinking about

tonight, although every second I had to myself, those thoughts and wondering resurfaced. How would he be?

How would he act? Riccardo and Marshall had shown exactly how dominant they were. Was he the sas

them?

had a | a feeling he was even more so and | couldn't wait to find out. My phone vibrated in my back pocket and

forcedout of my mind. Seeing that | didn't have any customers at the moment, | sn***ed it up and read the

text from an unknown number. 'Riccardor said you will be done with your shift at five in the morning, send me

your location and | will wait outside when you are done. K.

That must have been from Kingston no doubt. As H**d | saw a customer walk up to the bar and respond to the

text message quickly and stuffed the phone back in my pocket and took her orders. | made sure to take payment

before | started. After | had learned the ingredients of every drink we offer, it all becautomatic. | didn't need

to think as | mixed the drinks together, a bit of vodka, triple sec, cranberry juice and sweetened land it was

all done. | knew other bars and nightclubs often poured less vodka than what the drink usually needed to save

more money but De Iceberg never did anything half measured. We gave the customers exactly what they paid

for which we should have given the insane price we had.

In the middle of handing the drink to the woman, froze and almost lost the glass in the process and it was only

luck that | didn't. My skin pricked with awareness and | knew that only three men causedto react like this.

Standing a little to the side of the bar was one person | thought |

would only see when my shift was over.

Kingston was one massive mountain of a man, if that wasn't terrifying enough, the angry face of his should be. |

didn't see the woman walking away or hear another man yelled for my attention

so | could serve him, my only focus was Kingston.

"W..what are you doing here?" | stammered as he stalked towards me.

My mind screamed forto run away from the danger in his predatory movement but I didn't. | stayed put,

more so because | seriously couldn't move. His eyes heldcaptive. He didn't say anything as he grabbed my

arm and draggedthrough the opening of the bar, my feet stumbled as | tried to keep up with his long strides.

He ledto a hallway | had never been in before and wrenched open a dope at the end of the hall, pushing me

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nervous, when he closed the door behind him and locked it, | backed away.

It wasn't that | was scared he would hurt me, though. | was starting to have second guesses about that, | just

acted out of instincts. | gasped as he turned his focus purely on me. He had been angry ever since | had met him

but he wasn't angry right now. He was f****¥ng p***d, the air around him. was his for commanded and right now,

it was as if he had sucked it all from the room.

"What the hell are you doing here in my club!" He barked, emphasizing each word that cout of his mouth.

No matter how quietly he spoke, it didn't diminish the anger or strength in them. Blinking, | tried to respond but

my mouth was too dry and my mind too shocked to say anything at all.

What did he mean by his club?

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