Divorcing Her Mafia Family
Chapter 61

Miklos stood in his office looking down at the club his eyes drawn to the booth where Dimi and her friends were partying. She looked spectacular. The red patent leather halter dress barely covering her a*s cheeks had instantly made his d**k hard.

He’d had her hard and fast in their walk-in closet while the girls had all been waiting for them downstairs and as he watched her dancing, he considered he was probably bringing her back to the office before the hour was up. She was gorgeous and all his. His heart clenched just at the sight of her knowing how close he’d come to losing her and how grateful he was to still have her.

He noted his best friend entering the club and beelining to the stairs to his office. He entered without knocking and he chuckled before reigning in his grin and growling at Kostas, “did your knuckles forget how to knock?”

“I passed Winter on the way in here arguing with a bimbo in line who recognized him. She wanted him to get her in and offered to blow him for it. I wanted a minute alone with you before he came up. Where the f**k is she?”

Miklos nodded to the booth and watched as his friend’s eyes zeroed in on the tall blonde.

“What the f**k is she wearing?” Kostas put two hands to the glass. “You can see her full a*s!”

“She has underwear on.”

“How do you know? I can’t tell from here.” He smacked the pane.

“I drove her here. I mean Ajax’s team drove. The six of us sat in the back of the limo. Ajax was quite uncomfortable by their banter I should add.”

“You knew she wore, that, that, thing and didn’t stop her?” He ignored the comment about Ajax

“I bought it,” he grinned at his friend’s misery. “I gave them a home shopping experience as payment for being a d**k to them. It was the least I can do.”

“Why?”

“Look at my wife. Look at her smiling and happy with her friends. I made her leave them. Besides, she was ready to carve my kidneys out with a dull spoon for putting a tracker in Darya’s car and she let me live. I should warn you, my friend. Darya is unhinged. She told me off in my own house as if she gave zero f***s what she was doing. She knows who I am and what I did to her father, and she didn’t back down an inch.” Miklos gave a warning glance to his friend, “she is living like a woman with nothing to lose. Tread carefully my friend.”

“She better stay in the booth.” Kostas hissed furiously. “She is damn near naked,” he slapped his hand again on the glass of the office window.

“Kimmie is keeping the boys away.” He grinned and slapped his friend on the back. They watched as Ares Winter entered the club and shoved through the crowd straight up to his office. He appreciated the man knocked before stepping in.

“Is she really here? She’s not answered a single call, text, or email. You doubled her security at the beach house and your goons won’t let me step an inch near the place. I even tried surfing in her direction and your guys threw me out. She’s here?”

“Yes. Did you know she had a date with a guy from the gym this week?” Miklos grinned at Ares’ pallor. “You didn’t know?” He pointed to a bunch of muscly men near the bar. “The blonde guy there. He took her to a nice fancy restaurant and ordered fish and white rice. I heard her complain to Dimi he actually brought a protein shake to the date and had it instead of wine. She said she told him she was coming here tonight though to see if maybe her first impressions were wrong.”

Ares closed his eyes as if fighting an internal battle and losing, “where is she?” He followed the gazes of Miklos and Kostas and gave a low sigh of relief. “She looks good in satin. She’s wearing slacks,” he commented after looking at Dimi and the other girls.

“Is she?” Miklos laugh was mocking. “Are you sure? Wait until she does the spinning dance move, she does while wasted on Prosecco. Those slacks, as you called them, are more revealing than the bikinis they were all wearing beside my pool today.”

“What are you talking ab—” the dark-haired man’s words trailing as Magda did a big kick in the air as if pretending she was going to kick Ares in the face. Miklos knew instinctively it was why she did the move because the girls around her all roared with laughter. “Jesus Christ, where the f**k did, she find those?”

“Miklos treated the girls to a home shopping spree,” Kostas punched Miklos on the shoulder none-too-gently. “Your wife’s dress is short but she’s not displaying everything for the world to see. Did you put your foot down just for her?”

“Ah,” Miklos put his finger to his own nose and winked at Kostas, “the difference is my friend, she knows I’m already whipped. I don’t get to put my foot down lest she cuts me down at the knees. I am man enough to admit it. She has me by the balls. She no longer has any need to flaunt to me that I can’t have because I can have it all. I learned all about my little wife while we were in Mexico.”

“What did you learn?” Ares was mocking him with wide eyes

“I learned if I tell her, it’s okay to do what she threatens to do or I don’t give a s**t, it takes the fun out of it for her. Go ahead, hack my company, and take it all. My company was untouched. Go ahead, wear a dress which shows your a*s and titties to the world, she is appropriately covered. You two,” he stood between the two men and dropped his arms over their shoulders, “have not yet figured out they run the show and you may as well just let them do it or pay the price. Do I want my wife’s a*s hanging out? No. But it’s my wife’s a*s and if she wants to shake it all over the dance floor, it’s only me tapping it later when we get home. The rest of them,” he waved his hand to the masses on the floor, “can all beat one off to it later the memory of it, but she’s coming home with me.”

“You aren’t right.” Kostas glared at him. “No man in his right man says such things.”

“No. I’m not a jealous man. There’s only ever been one man I’ve ever been jealous of, and I admit it freely. He was the one my wife once fell in love with, and she burned his d**k so bad he ended up needed emergency medical care in Mexico. I enjoyed reading the medical records. I’ve never felt jealousy before. I don’t think I shall again. s*x is s*x but love, I know she loves me and only me now, but it irked to know she loved another man. She can do whatever she wants so long as she loves only me.”

“You’re a f*****g sap.” Ares hissed but his eyes were on the women in their booth.

The slam of the door being furiously pushed open made them look over in surprise.

“Jonas, I figured you would show up.”

“Where’s my boss?” He looked to Miklos pointedly, “because it sure as f**k isn’t you anymore. You wouldn’t do this to one of your own.”

He laughed at the disrespect. “Easy lover boy. I still owe you a beating for walking in on my wife with a dildo and not reporting it. The only reason you breathe is because it was Sienna and not Dimitra.”

“Does everybody know about this?” Jonas threw his hands in the air furiously.

“I tell you what else I know.”

“What?”

“Your girl can work a pole. Dimi asked for a booth with a pole, and I laughed and figured what could they know. I’ve seen Dimi, Darya, and Magda dance. They can dance but swing a pole? I didn’t think so. It wasn’t for them.” He pointed to the booth and grinned as his employee’s jaw near hit the floor. “I think she chose the bodycon dress so the boobs wouldn’t fall out of it.”

“Who is she?” Kostas asked and gave a low whistle, his love of nettling anyone, overtaking his own annoyance. He grinned as Jonas shot him a furious glare. “She is a pro.”

“Dimi’s body double from Boston. She’s moved to LA to be close to the girls. I’m taking her tomorrow to collect her mom and get her set up in a nursing home here.” Miklos said quietly. “She’s a quiet one but the way she is swinging on the pole tells me it’s the quiet ones we need to watch.” He looked to Jonas, “in other words my friend, I believe you might be f****d more than the rest of us.”

“This is not happening. How the hell does she know how to do this?” Jonas waved his hands in the air. “Your wife is just spinning around it like a kid swinging on a set of monkey bars but f**k, she just climbed to the ceiling and spun back down like a f*****g trapeze artist.” His forehead was pressed against the glass. “I’ll kill her.”

“I will order you not to kill the woman my wife considers a sister,” Miklos said warningly. “I know why she knows how to do those things, but it is her story to tell. Not mine. If she wants, you to know, she will tell you. Though based on the way she spoke about you in the limo, after her second glass of red wine, you are not her favorite person right now. I believe she mumbled something about Jonas not being the boss of her.”

“Why!?” he threw his hands up in the air. “She’s as meek as a goddamned church mouse to everyone and everything and with me it’s a bloody fight from day one.”

“You know, the fact she was meek and mild should have told you, you weren’t dealing with Dimitra Lykiaos,” Kostas laughed. “I mean, look at Dimitra and tell me anyone could accuse her of being meek.”

Jonas snickered, “meek is not the word I’d use. I watched her turn a man’s huge elephant d**k into a huge blistering pile of meat. The man sobbed his a*****e was burning and she didn’t even flinch.”

“What do you mean elephant d**k?” Kostas questioned turning immediately to Jonas. “The man Miklos said Dimitra was once in love with? He had a big d**k?” The wheels were turning over Miklos’ jealousy.

“It went to his knee.”

“Who was this?” Ares asked incredulously.

“Dimitra’s ex,” Jonas chuckled. “In Mexico she found out the feds brought him to try to get her away from Miklos. Thought he could sway her with his love muscle. She made it rot.”

“How big is this d**k?” Kostas asked, “it didn’t really go to his knee.”

“Nobody cares,” Miklos grunted.

“We care,” Kostas shoved his shoulder. “You spout this bullshit about it being all about love but it’s really about the size of his c**k?”

Jonas pulled his phone out and found the video of Dimitra holding a gun on the crying man and Jonas dropping a hand towel and it barely covering it.

“Elephant man. Ajax and I both wondered if it wasn’t a birth defect. It isn’t right. He must have to get his trousers and jeans specially made.”

Miklos grunted and tried to tune them out as he continued to watch the girls dancing. The shriek of Ben screaming his a*****e was burning made his lips twist while his friends roared with laughter. His wife caught site of him and blew him a k**s from where she danced on a banquette, and he returned it.

“Miklos, I have to ask, after she was with this, do you remind her of Plankton from Sponge Bob?” Kostas choked out as Ares and Jonas gripped their chests laughing.

Ajax stepped into the room, “what are laughing at?”

“Ben’s elephant d**k and whether it makes Miklos feel insecure,” Kostas teased his best friend and smacked Ajax’ high-five with fervor. Kostas had the phone held up in a freeze frame of Ben coming out of the bathroom holding his massive p***s in his hand. “It isn’t natural.”

“I’m not even remotely interested in your wife, Miklos but even I felt uncomfortable being around her knowing she saw this thing naked.” Ajax commented. “I saw my girl this evening and almost threw my back out because I can’t help but wonder if women really prefer horses.”

“Two of you are getting fired, one of you is no longer my best friend and Winter, we are no longer business associates. If you continue to talk about the monstrosity of Ben’s d**k, I will personally end you all.” He gave a devious smirk over his shoulder, “or I could take the girls to the dance floor. Dimi loves a crowd. She likes to watch and be watched.” He grinned at Kostas suddenly, “Darya doesn’t mind an audience. Dimi wants me to go watch her flog a John. I should go.”

“f**k you!” Kostas glared at him

He looked to Ares, “and while your girl may have gone on a date with the weird guy from the gym and it fizzled the first time, she’s not sticking to only one option. Her personal trainer asked her out and she has a date tomorrow night with him and the girls are going to help her get ready.” He grinned broadly at the man’s scowl, “at my house. I could invite the guy who dressed them today back.”

“Over my dead body,” Ares’ fists clenched.

Miklos looked to Jonas, “and Sienna is going back to Boston tomorrow on my plane to collect her mom and bring her back. I was thinking of using Ajax’ new hire to provide the security service for the flight.”

“The punk who pulled a gun on Dimitra. No.” Jonas made a face, “you wouldn’t send someone so inexperienced.”

“Keep running your mouth,” Miklos gave him a glare.

Ajax was chuckling at his boss’ tormenting of the men in the room, “don’t worry, Jonas. I’ll be going as well. I think Sienna and I will get along great. She and I had a great chat while she sat in the library today at Miklos’ house. She was so happy to see all the books he had. Turns out she and I share a love for non-fiction.”

Jonas looked to Miklos, “fire me so I can kill him.”

Miklos laughed, “I’m going to go dance with my girl. Kimmie’s job is to keep the boys away from the booth. Anyone want to make a wager?”

Ares tilted his head, “what kind of wager?”

“First man to get past Kimmie and the three guards I have stationed at the booth, I will provide the location to the new office building they’ve purchased which will have condos for two of the ladies down in the booth.”

“When did they purchase a building?”

Miklos ignored Kostas annoyed question and called out to Jonas who was moving to the door, “I should tell you, Jonas, the guards know you better than anyone. They’ve been given photos and names of people to keep out and they found it f*****g hilarious on you’re on the list. You’re going to have to be creative.”

“You’re enjoying this too much, Laskaris,” Ares glared at him.

“My wife dyed me blue, destroyed my cars, burnt my bed, put photos of me sleeping in pink satin all over Hollywood and even made me s**t myself,” he saw Ares’ eyebrows pull up. “After spending the day with the girls today, I can tell you, while she has a vivid imagination and an unparalleled zest for life, those three women with her down in the booth, make her look like a p***y cat and she is egging them on. I wish you the best of luck on your endeavors.” He then gave his most wicked smile, and the three men went still at it. “Ajax, care to fill in the part I skipped?”

“Vasili and Giorgio officially retired today. Miklos now runs both Lykiaos and Laskaris corporations jointly with his wife. Which means, Dimitra Lykiaos Laskaris is officially my boss. If any of you hurt the women, she calls sisters and I’m ordered to take you out by her, it is not an order I’ll be able to refuse. Given two of you have used my services in the past and Jonas you have been with me while carrying out assignments, you know I never miss my mark.”

“f**k,” Kostas glared at Miklos. “Is this for real?”

Miklos chuckled as Ajax continued.

“There’s not a man in this room who doesn’t fear what Miklos could do to them, myself included. I will tell you this, Dimitra for all of Miklos talk a moment ago about the other women being worse, is by far the most dangerous and frightening person in this entire establishment. She wouldn’t order me to simply shoot you in the head. She came up with the idea of burning Ben’s d**k in less than ten seconds. She decided to wreck Yannis’ fingers in the time it takes to take a breath. If you hurt her sisters, what she orders me to do to you will probably make me vomit after. I am certain of it. When she says they are under her family’s protection, she is under our protection.”

Kostas threw his head back and laughed. “I’m not going to hurt Darya, Ajax. I’m going to take the hate she has for me, turn it into love, marry her, and have babies with her. I already told my mom I found the one. I told her she doesn’t have a good mother so my mother, being the saint she is, has already started planning our big Greek wedding.”

Miklos laughed with his friend, “I did not tell Dimitra, this part of your plan.”

Ares laughed, “this room is filled with a bunch of simps.”

“You don’t have honorable intentions?”

“Are you kidding? I bought her engagement ring two days after I met her. It’s an emerald like those eyes.”

Miklos looked to Jonas who was standing near the window watching Sienna work the pole. “Jonas?”

“f**k it,” he threw his hands up, “I’ve got all our kids named in my head.”

Ajax gave a grin. “Boss, your lady sent me up here to tell you she wants to dance with you. Gentlemen, good luck with trying to win the hearts of my boss’ best friends.”

“Ajax, how come we never see your girl?” Jonas asked suddenly.

He grinned and nodded down at the bar, “two months ago, my fiancé called off our wedding because she got cold feet. Her parents were married for thirty-six years and filed for a divorce, and it freaked her out. Since then, Helios has made it his life’s mission to steal my girl. The only problem with working with family, is you can’t kill them.”

“Isn’t Helios your cousin?” Jonas asked.

“Yes. He’s the one who would drag me to the coffee shop she worked at. I didn’t know he had a thing for her. I walked into the shop with him, took one look at her and told her I was going to marry her. Helios was pissed. He thinks her calling off the wedding means he gets a second chance. He’s wrong.”

“Is he?” Ares laughed at the man’s cocksure attitude.

“It wasn’t his bed she climbed out of two hours ago, now, was it?” he smirked. “I know my girl. She’ll come back to me. She needs time and patience and as a man who spent years as a marine, patience is my middle name.” He winked at them, “also, don’t forget I’m trying to get her back so if she says no boys allowed in the booth, I’ve got her back.”

Miklos was roaring with laughter as his friends all cursed as Ajax made a hasty retreat from the office. He followed him down and slapped his back when they went separate ways, with Ajax moving to the bar to taunt his cousin.

He found his way to the booth and entered it. “My beautiful little wife,” he held his hand out, “your old husband wants to dance with you.” He laughed when she jumped off the bench, flung herself at him, and wrapped her legs around his waist. He hugged her tight, “ladies I’m going to steal my girl for a bit. Have fun without her.” He looked to Magda, “if you see me taking her to the office, you f**k off.”

Magda giggled at his words as she remembered she’d ripped Dimitra from his arms last time.

He set Dimitra on her feet and held her hand as they walked to the dance floor.

“You know I love you,” he whispered in her ear as she moved into his arms.

“I do know this,” she wound her arms around his neck.

He pulled her closer to him, their h**s almost touching as they moved to the music, his mouth near her ear. “Do you know what the best part of finally getting my girl is?” he asked her.

“The endless s*x and constant adoration?” she giggled into his ear.

“Those are great,” he admitted as she ground against him, “but if you look over my shoulder there are three men in the window of my office getting ready for the rides of their lives. The best part of having my girl is we just get to sit back and watch them all fall in love.”

“You think they will?” Dimi looked between the booth and the office.

“I do. Do you know why?”

“Why?”

“Because if a man like me, a dark power-hungry motherfucker as Kostas likes to call me, can have your love, then there is hope for all of them.” He kissed her lips gently at first before her low m**n was captured by his mouth.

They stood in the middle of the dance floor not dancing but making out until Dimi pulled backwards and looked up at him, “we should help your friends out.”

“We should?”

“Yes, they can’t get the girls if they’re in your office. We should kick them out of the office.”

“Mrs. Lykiaos Laskaris, are you trying to get your husband into his office to make love with him?”

“I’ve had this fantasy for years about being bent over your desk up there while being railed to the bass of the music down here. This,” she whispered seductively, “is music to f**k to, Miklos.”

Her laugh as he dragged her up the stairs and told the men to get the f**k out of his office made his heart sing. He locked the door leaned against it and hit a switch which immediately closed down all the blinds to his offices. “Every person in this club knows I’m going to f**k you in here.” He watched as she undid the snap at her neck and the halter of her dress fell open and her breasts were on full display.

“Every person in this club knows I’m getting f****d by Miklos Laskaris in here.”

“You like them knowing?”

“I wouldn’t have cared if you left the blinds opened.” She paused, “can we?”

His shout of laughter as she lunged at him to press him to the door echoed outside the room. Miklos knew life with his little wife was never going to be dull and he wouldn’t have it any other way.