The Mafia's Good Girl
The Mafia’s Good Girl – Chapter 33

– – – – – Three Days Later – – – – –

~ Damon ~

“I know I’m yours, Damon. But then who are you?”

Several days had passed since Violet asked him that question, and he still couldn’t get it out of his mind. Damon acted like the answer was obvious, but to be honest, he didn’t even know.

He used to know who he was and what his purpose on earth was. He used to have dreams, passions, and a girl he would go to the edge of the world for. He used to have it all. But after everything was taken away from him, Damon lost everything that day, including himself.

For the longest time, all Damon felt was pain and despair, so he made others around him experience the same thing. Wherever he went and whatever he touched, there would be pain and violence involved. He was like a hurricane that only brought destruction to those around him.

Until finally, he will destroy himself too.

Damon was a man of action. He wasn’t one to stop and think about things, he’d just do them. Whatever he wants, whatever burns his heart, he will achieve those things no questions asked. And for the past five years, bringing revenge and destruction was the only thing on his mind. There was nothing else to live for except that. But suddenly, an inexperienced 18 year old girl came into his life and she made him second guess himself.

I’m no one. No one but a killing machine.

Damon wreak havoc everywhere he went and he had no remorse for his actions. Three days ago, he was told that he was hurting Violet physically and mentally, and normally he wouldn’t bat an eye about it. Damon enjoyed inflicting pain and these girls knew what they were getting into. He even paid them handsomely just to prove a point.

But this girl is different from the rest.

Damon couldn’t put his finger around it, but there was something about Violet that made him soft. Even though he never said it out loud, he actually felt bad for hurting her. He saw how broken she was at the church and it was like he could feel her pain. For the first time in five years, Damon felt something. A feeling he didn’t know what.

After that night at the church, Damon didn’t touch her again or call her to the secret room. He was giving her some time to rest and heal. Damon didn’t like not being able to touch her, especially that their arrangement was a time-sensitive manner, but he also didn’t want to hurt her. Not anymore, at least.

It took everything in him to keep his urges in check for the past three days. Sometimes he would see her walking around the house, talking to Talia out in the garden, or reading a book in the library. He wished that he could grab her and take her to his office, but he restrained. And when he was offered the option of having other girls that he kept around the estate as a backup, Damon didn’t go for it.

I just want her. Not anyone else.

Damon didn’t know how much longer he could wait. Three days without touching her felt like an eternity. Today was especially torturous because it was a Sunday. Damon was working from home all day and there was no escaping Violet’s presence. They even bumped into each other in the morning in the kitchen. Violet was grabbing some coffee as Damon walked from the front door after his morning exercise.

“Hey,” he greeted her.

“Hi,” she replied.

Damon was tan and sweaty after his run, and Violet’s eyes were roaming his body. Damon noticed it too, and when he caught her gawking, she blushed and looked away.

“Did you have a good sleep?” he asked.

“Yeah,” she nodded and avoided his gaze in embarrassment. “Um, do you want some coffee? I made extra,”

Damon took a step closer and inspected the coffee she was brewing.

“You can just ask the maids to make your coffee,” he said.

“I know, but I like making my own coffee,” she shrugged. “I used to this for a living, you know?”

“I know,”

Violet narrowed her eyes.

“How?” she asked.

“I know everything,” he shrugged.

Violet didn’t know this, but Damon had a whole file about her. He always did his research before getting involved with anybody. He had to make sure she was clean. So yes, he knew about her two jobs, her family problems, her social security number, her achievements at school — basically everything about her life.

“You know, you’re a whole new level creepy, Damon,” she laughed and poured some freshly brewed coffee into a mug. She gave the mug to him and he took it. Damon took a sip and he immediately felt refreshed. He hadn’t had good coffee like this in a while, not since his trip to Italy.

“How is it?” she asked.

“It’s very good,” he replied. “You should make these more often,”

“Oh, I don’t know if I could. I don’t work as a barista anymore,” she said with a playful glint in her eyes. “You see, I took this new job that pays very well, but it’s also very demanding,”

Damon’s lips twitched into a smirk.

“Oh, really?” he said.

“Yeah, it’s very time consuming and it requires a high amount of energy,”

“That sounds tough. You should ask your new employer for a raise,”

“Maybe I should,” she said meaningfully.

Damon couldn’t stop himself from smiling. She was especially playful today. It was making it harder for him not to touch her. Damon clenched his jaw and gripped the mug in his hand tighter, wishing he were holding her instead.

She brought out something in me. A side of me that I had never seen.

“Are you going out today?” she asked after a beat of silence.

“No, I’m working from home,”

“Oh. That’s nice,”

Violet finished her coffee and she put the mug in the sink. Then she walked around to put the bag of coffee bean back inside the upper cabinet and Damon couldn’t help but look at her a*s.

She’s me making me weak. I can’t be this weak.

“What’s your plan this afternoon?” he asked her, mostly to distract himself.

“Probably just going to read a book,” she replied and turned around. She caught him looking at her and there was another moment of silence there. One of awkward s****l tension.

“Or… maybe I’ll take a long, warm bath,” she said again.

Damon caught her biting her l*p and she looked up at him with a glimmer in her eye. He swallowed hard.

“Is that an invitation?” he asked.

“Maybe it is,” she smiled.

Not waiting for a response, Violet turned to her heels and walked out of the kitchen. She purposefully shoved past him on her way out. And the moment her arm brushed against his chest, Damon lost all self control. He let out a low growl before following her up to the second floor.

Ah, screw it.

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~ Violet ~

“You’re such a tease, you know that?” Damon said as he followed Violet into her en-suite bathroom.

He closed the door behind them and watched as Violet turned on the water for the tub. She then turned around, looked at him straight in the eyes, and undressed until she was butt naked.

“Well, I learned from the best,” she replied.

“Who are you and have you done to my good little Violet?”

Damon’s lips twitched into a smirk as he stepped closer to her. Violet’s heart was beating faster and faster with every step he took. Ever since that night at the church, something inside her changed. She was no longer afraid or dreading s*x with Damon. She was now… excited about it. She was looking forward to it.

Damon stood right in front of her and he stared her down. Violet’s hands reached for his t-shirt and she lifted them up, revealing his toned muscles and tattoos. He was now standing in his jogger pants and nothing else. Violet’s eyes roamed his perfectly sculpted chest and abs, her gaze traveled down his eight-pack and to the V leading down to his…

Dear God, I think I need to confess something.

Damon caught her gawking and Violet turned away in embarrassment. Damon let out a chuckle and grabbed her hand. With his free hand, he pulled down his joggers and stepped out of them. Taking the lead, he turned off the water and guided Violet into the tub.

Violet stepped into the warm water and Damon was right behind her. He sat down and leaned back, pulling Violet down with him. Violet’s back was resting on Damon’s chest and his arms were wrapped around her body. Violet felt safe and warm being wrapped around his arms like this. His hands were running up and down her skin in a soothing manner and Violet melted into his body.

Damon put one hand on her chin and tilted her head to the side. He brought her face up to him and kissed her lips with a long and tender k**s. Violet sighed and m****d as he kissed her deeper and his other hand trailed her thighs. His fingers were moving towards her entrance and Violet parted her legs further open for him.

“Damon…”

His name came out in a m**n as Damon’s fingers played with her clit. The sensation of the warm water mixed with his skilled fingers was pushing Violet over the edge. She arched her h**s up to give him more access and grinded her back against his lower area.

I call him the devil because every time I see him, I feel like I want to sin.

Damon let out a g***n and pushed a finger into her core. His other hand now traveled to her chest and he cupped and massaged her breasts. Violet let out a gasp as Damon started moving faster and faster. The combination of the warm water and his magnetic touches pushed Violet into an órgasm. Her body jerked and convulsed as she screamed aloud. Water was splashing everywhere, and Damon kept a tight grip around her body.

“Fúck,” he hissed when he felt her walls clenching around his finger. “Let me see you, baby girl,”

Damon pulled his hand out and turned her body around. Violet was now facing him and she sat straddling his leg. Violet could see through the water that Damon’s length was hard and erect. She swallowed hard before reaching to grab it. Damon let out a growl when her hands were firmly wrapped around his shaft. She rubbed her hands up and down and she could feel him throbbing a little. A pit was forming in Violet’s stomach and she suddenly felt hungry and needy.

“Do you want to ride me?” he asked her.

Violet nodded her head meekly and said, “Yes, sir,”

Damon’s lips curved up a smile and he tilted her face up to him.

“Go for it,” he said.

And every time he comes for me, I can’t help but let him in.

Violet didn’t need to be told twice. She positioned herself on top of him and lowered herself until his tip entered her core. She was so hungry for him, she forgot how big he was and she went down way too fast. His thick girth was stretching her walls so forcefully, Violet was whimpering.

“s**t, you’re so tight,” he said through gritted teeth.

Violet paused for a moment and gave herself to chance to adjust to his size. Damon’s jaw was clenched tight and his breathing was ragged. Judging from the hooded look in his eyes, she could tell that he was itching to go barbaric on her, but he was holding himself back.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.

Violet started moving up and down slowly and carefully. Damon put his hands on her h**s to help her movements. Violet tipped her head back and felt the heavenly sensation of the water and the s*x. All her senses felt heightened and she knew she couldn’t hold it in much longer. And when Damon leaned closer and captured her n****e with his mouth, Violet lost it right then and there.

“Damon—ahh!”

Violet dropped her head on his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around her body. She came down hard and her walls clenched around his length. Her nails dug into his back as the euphoric wave took over her body.

“Fúck,” Damon g*****d and started thrusting upwards to meet her movements. “I really needed that,”

After giving her a moment to come down from her high, Damon then pushed her until her back hit the other side of the tub. He was now on top of her, showering her lips with k****s as he positioned his length on her entrance again.

Damon kept a firm grip around her neck as he pounded mercilessly into her core. Violet was choking for air, but she didn’t care. Not being able to breathe only heightened the feeling of his thrusts. Violet’s nails dug into his arms and she started moving to meet his thrusts. Damon let out a g***n and he pulled her head down until she was submerged under the water. Violet couldn’t breathe at all, but safety wasn’t her concern anymore. She felt her body exploding into a million pieces and she was seeing the stars. Her body jerked and convulsed as she experienced the most intense órgasm yet.

I chose to be with the devil. And I’m starting to like it.

Damon then pulled her out of the water and she was gasping for air. Damon only smirked and closed the distance between their lips, locking their bodies in a fiery k**s. Violet responded by kissing him back with everything she got. With every breath and every touch, she gave everything of herself up for him.

So what does that make me?