A Mafia’s Obsession

CRYSTAL

“Wakey wakey sleepy head”

I heard a husky male voice call out to me, his rich tone reverberate in my head.

I yawned slowly as my eyes gradually fluttered open.

Looming by the doorway to my room stood Leonardo, a smirk on his face.

He wore a white shirt that hugged his chiselled body, showing off his muscles.

He leaned against the door, eyes watching me like how a predator would watch its prey.

How long had he been standing there? And why was the door to the room opened?

“What the hell are you doing standing by my door?”I asked sitting up and straightening my spine.

Leonardo gave a low groan and walked inside my room.

“I didn’t say you could come in?”

“I didn’t ask”came his tongue tying reply.

I threw a pillow at him which he dodged before sticking his hands into the pocket of his pants.

“Leonardo were you watching me sleeping? How long have you been standing there?”I queried with a frown.

I suddenly felt he was stalking me.

“Well I was passing by and saw how placid you looked deep in your slumber. I was just tempted to stay and watch you sleep”He replied.

“Was my door opened?”I asked once more with a hiked brow.

He hummed and nodded.

“Whoa!”I exclaimed. I was about claiming that I closed my door when yesterday’s event hit me like a comet.

I remembered how tired I was after I and Leonardo’s eventful tour round Rome. I was so exhausted that my body shut down the moment it hit the soft sheets of my bed. I didn’t bother to close my door.

I placed a hand on my forehead, leaping up from my bed and to the floor.

“Well you can leave now. I want to freshen up”

He stared at me for a brief moment.

“Ok principessa” he replied shortly afterwards.

What a creep…. I thought to myself before going into the shower.

In about thirty minutes, I was fully freshened up.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, making sure I looked presentable. My hair was side parted and left to fall, the locks dangling by my shoulder.

Leonardo liked it whenever it was let loose.

When did you start caring about his likes?

I am not.

You are.

No! I am not.

Shut up you are.

I struggled with my inner conflict before shaking my head to wipe out the fearful thoughts and focusing on other parts of my body.

My eyes were no longer seeming dull or empty like they used to before.

They looked rejuvenated and filled with life, hope and dreams.

The darkspots and eyebags had cleared off. I was no longer crying myself to sleep every fucking night.

I felt renewed like a baby.

Was it because of….

I didn’t give myself the chance to answer that bedevilling question as I quickly occupied my mind with satisfying my insatiable hunger at the moment.

I happily walked downstairs like a dog with two tails.

Leonardo sat on one of the sofa’s, his eyes glued to the large tv screen. An investigative murder documentary was displayed on the screen.

I huffed slightly. I am not surprised truly. The killer watches how to get away with murder.

Leonardo seemed to notice my arrival in the parlour and peaked a glance at me from the corners of his eyes.

“How was your shower? Hot or cold?”He sultrily asked, turning fully to face me.

I rolled my eyes and went across him, sitting down on one of the opposite sofas.

“You are such a freak you know”I taunted.

He dismissed my comment with a shrug of his shoulders. “I know. How long did it take you to figure it out?”

“I’ve been meaning to ask, how did you know my dress size and shoe size. Every cloth I’ve worn so far in Italy fits me perfectly”I asked ignoring his question.

“Well. I started planning this trip when you fell ill. I wanted you to get a bit of fresh air the moment you would begin recovering. So I bought everything before hand”he explained.

In a way, his explanation touched me. He did all this for me.

Well he was the one that made me fall ill in the first place… I reminded myself

It didn’t still explain how he got to know of my size.

He leaned forward, out of the chair and widened his legs.

“I searched your wardrobe to get to know of your shoe and cloth size”he added briefly.

My eyes widened and my jaws were ajar.

“My wardrobe? Without my fucking permission?”

“You were ill Crystal. And you were always slipping in and out of consciousness. You were literally a sleeping puppy”

I thought of the various things he would have seen in my wardrobe.

My bras, panties, tights…. oh Lord.

“Oh don’t worry. I didn’t see anything”Leonardo butted in as if sensing my thoughts.

I sighed a breath of relief.

He then tilted his head before squinting his eyes slightly and stroking his chin.

“Well apart from the red lace panties, ummm white bra.. you know the one that had the butterfly….”

My face went beetroot red as Leonardo attempted explaining my underwears. “What the fuck! Leonardo!”I chided immedately.

He laughed heartily. “You are so easily embarrssed Crystal”

That was true. My face felt flush right now. Entirely flushed of all colours.

“What will we have for breakfast?”I asked in a bid to change the topic.

He gazed at his Rolex wristwatch before looking back at me. “I contacted the staffs about huh fifteen minutes ago for our breakfast so it should be here any moment from now”

I nodded shyly.

“Tell me. What should we do today after breakfast?”

Why was he asking me?

“You are asking me?”I asked surprised and pointing at myself.

“Is there any other person in this penthouse with me?”Leonardo cockily replied.

“Well. I don’t know. The beach?”

I studied his features carefully. I hope my reply wouldn’t get him exasperated.

“A perfect idea!”He suddenly exclaimed, clicking his fingers together.

A beam appeared on my face.

“We will go to the beach and then the movies. What do you say about that?”

I nodded smiling. “I’m down for it”

“I can be down for you too”he sultrily replied making me shudder…. in want.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He laughed at my rigid state and stood up, heading upstairs.

“Pervert”I said loud enough for him to hear. I could still hear his rich laughter as he walked upstairs.

He enjoyed getting me all embarrassed and shy.

This new playful, carefree and fun side of Leonardo was intriguing.

I liked it.

Probably I love it.