Taken By The Mafia Lord

840 Sex Isn’t Love

“Ahem!” Angelica cleared her throat, breaking away from whatever just exchanged between them.

“Here, have this,” She took a few steps before reaching out to him and he took the cup from her. Angelica was surprised at her level of composure because her feet had softened like jelly.

While her morals didn’t approve of Daniel, her hormones were definitely dancing to the rhythm of whatever charm he placed on her while her body screamed APPROVAL!

They were in the living room, with Daniel leaning against the pillar and Angelica standing awkwardly. She had to force her ass down on the sofa and drink her cocoa in silence. Angelica blamed the sudden rise of temperature on the steam from the cocoa and not because both of them were charging attraction enough to power a transformer.

To say the silence was uncomfortable was an understatement, the air in the room was stolen and she was finding it hard to breathe. And that was made worse each time she stole a peek and saw Daniel sipping his tea nonchalantly as if she was the only one that entered heat season. Not that she wanted him to do something about it.

God, why would she want him to do something about it? And Eyes, would you stop staring at his abs? You are not a horny pervert! Angelica was having a war in her mind. No, she had to calm down. Perhaps, she was the one overreacting. Look at Daniel, he was so calm and collected. Imitate him!

And that was exactly what she did. Pretend not to feel the millions of butterflies rioting in her stomach. She was an adult and could handle this. So when Daniel was done with his drink before her and left to dump his cup in the sink, Angelica was left with both relief – and disappointment. This was for the best, he was going to leave now.

So when Daniel returned only to plop down next to her and before she could remind him he wasn’t decent, he took the mug from her and put it away.

“What are you doing?” Angelica asked, her heart beginning to pick up speed. She had to smoother the horny hooker inside of her. They can’t do it. There were so many reasons why they couldn’t do it – and it all had to do with him.

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Instead of answering her, Daniel reached out and clasped her cheek with his hand, a little gasp leaving her mouth at the contact. Her lips parted of their own will and his heated gaze dropped to it making her shiver.

“We are all adults here…” Daniel drawled, his voice husky and sending heat straight to her core, “Are we going to pretend that this attraction between us doesn’t exist?”

Angelica opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn’t. How could she when this confident devil was looking at her with those intense eyes that looked like he planned to devour her whole? A feeling inside told her that was why what he planned to do.

“W-we don’t have to…” She finally choked out, “Attraction is normal and it’s not compulsory to act on….” Angelica trailed off when Daniel suddenly drew so close that he brushed his lips across hers, sending tingles through her.

“Or perhaps, you are scared that I would steal your heart with just a touch.”

Angelica swallowed, this man would be the death. However, she stood her ground, saying, “Sex isn’t love.”

“But it builds intimacy,” Daniel countered before a slow smirk curved his lips, “Aren’t you scared of building that intimacy with him.”

She was sinking, Angelica was sure of that. And It wasn’t just any ordinary water, but the lake of fire because she knew one dip with Daniel and he was going to burn her, badly.

“I’m not scared.”

“Prove it.” He said, the amusement in his eyes egging her on. The way he looked at her made it seem like he was the master controller when this should have been her game in the first place.

“Deal,” Angelica said, closing the distance between them and when it looked like she was coming in for a kiss, she pushed him harder instead so Daniel laid back on the armrest with his legs spread and she knelt in the middle.

“I’m not complaining,” Daniel grinned when he saw the wheels turning in her head. Whatever she planned to do to him was going to be wicked.

And that was what Angelica did because she loosened the towel around his waist like some badass only to falter….. perhaps there was a back-forward button that would take her before this moment.

It was not an ordinary package, Angelica deduced while staring down at it. Perhaps, she should have begun by kissing him, you know, starting from the easy level and climbing up the difficulty levels. But then, she wanted to be a badass witch. And now, this is what badass bitches face.

“Why?” Daniel pointed out her hesitation, “Scared?”

This cocky man, Angelica wanted to glare at him. Whoever told him that she needed his servicing with this anaconda he had in between his leg must be crazy. She didn’t pray to be ripped apart in two.

“Of course not!” Angelica gave him a saccharine smile, boldly wrapping her hand around him and started stroking. Daniel let out a sigh with his eyes closed as her hands traveled up and down his huge length.

She then moved to his balls, squeezing gently so a moan escaped his lips and Daniel looked like he was in paradise until Angelica squeezed so hard his eyes popped open and he was looking at her wide-eyed. No movement.

“I think you should be more scared of the woman who has your life in her hand,” she added more pressure to prove his point making him groan in pain or so she assumed.

Daniel burst into laughter instead, “And you call me a psychopath? Looks like I found a woman after my own heart?”

He got off on the pain, Angelica was dumbfounded at the realization. He was truly dark inside. Before Angelica had the time to think of something else, she found herself on her back with Daniel hovering on top of her with a glint in his eyes.

“H-how…. ” It happened so fast.

Daniel grinned devilishly, “My turn now.”