SWNOVELS Chapter This Is Going To Be Good
Belinda stared at Jonas, undecided. She could not easily give an answer to the question he just asked her. Did she still want to be with Jonas? And did she still love him?
“I… I don’t know.” She looked away from Ditto, shaking her head slightly.
“I really don’t know if I do but if I was in love with him, I would not be out of love yet. And I really was in love with him so I guess I am not out of love yet.” she whispered the last part and Ditto rolled his eyes in a bit of annoyance before resting back into the sofa.
“Dating a man in the mafia is dangerous for any woman.”
“Is that why you do not have a girlfriend?” Belinda asked sharply and Ditto frowned at her.
“It’s dangerous.” Belinda whispered, thinking about Mireille.
“And yet Mireille is unknowingly involved in it. She is in so much danger and….”
“She is not in danger if she is with boss. There is a point you get to where even danger is afraid of you. That’s the point boss is at the moment.” he cut her off.
“But Ditto isn’t at that point yet?” Belinda asked and Ditto scoffed.
“Not even a tiny bit close, Miss Belinda.”
*
The next day
“Arise and shine, Princess.” Dante’s voice woke Mireille up from her sleep as he pulled the curtains open, letting sunlight into the room.
“It’s morning?” Mireille asked with a sleepy yawn and Dante chuckled, walking back to the bed.
Mireille rubbed her sleepy eyes for a bit before opening them to see the beautiful sight in front of her. Dante was wearing black casual trousers and an apron.
Nothing more.
His dark hair seemed to have grown out a bit longer than she recalled it to be and it made him look even hotter. Damn! This man looked good with everything and anything! His tattooed body was all out for her to drool over. The apron was doing no good job at covering up his perfect body and Mireille could not help but smile.
“What’s going on in that naughty head of yours right now?” Dante asked with a smirk as he bent over and kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose and then her lips. He nibbled on her lips a bit before sucking on them and pulling away.
Without saying another word, Dante grabbed the sheets and pulled them off. He moved his face down to her stomach, pulling the fabric away and kissing on her stomach.
“Good morning baby.”
Mireille giggled softly.
“Nine months suddenly seem like a long time, doesn’t it?” Dante asked.
“You seem so eager.”
“Cause I am.” Dante kissed on her stomach again before straightening up.
“I might get home late today, Princess.” he informed her and Mireille’s eyes squinted.
“Late? Why?” Mireille asked.
“I have a few things to deal with at work that is going to take more time but I’d try to be back as soon as I can.”
“I am going to be at home alone all day.” Mireille sighed.
“No, you won’t be home all day. You are going to the hospital.”
“Really? Why am I just finding that out?” Her face lit up.
“Forgot to inform my Princess. My fault. The three women I hired would be arriving here today and y’all will go to the hospital”
“Remember if you feel uncomfortable with any of them, you just have to give me a call and I will make sure she is replaced.” he added.
“I am sure I will be fine with them.” Mireille gave him a small smile as she got out of bed.
Immediately she was out of bed, Dante wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to his body.
“If everything goes perfectly well today, I’d be bringing you a very precious gift.”
“What precious gift is that?” Mireille asked.
“It belonged to my mum. She would have wanted you to have it, Princess so I am going to get it for you. Be a good girl today, alright?” His thumb gently brushed her cheeks.
“I’d be a very good girl today then.” Mireille assured him and he leaned in even closer to whisper in her ear.
“Good girls get a lot of reward from their masters. And if you are a good girl today while Master is away, master is going to reward you a whole lot.” his hand on her waist roamed a bit more and gave her ass a small squeeze that made Mireille’s lips part in a hot breath.
“Then I will really be a good girl.” she whispered as Dante pulled away from her.
“I made breakfast already but I am so fucking busy today I can’t even have some of it.”
“Don’t stress yourself out way too much.” Mireille frowned at him.
“I don’t care about stress. Just one glance at your face takes away all of my stress.”
Mireille laughed softly.
“Stop joking around.”
“I am not, Princess. You really do take away all of my stress.”
*
Dante glanced at his wristwatch. It was few minutes past 6pm and he was in front of Mark’s company in the backseat of his car.
Dante loaded his gun, the tip of his tongue doing a slow dart over his lips as he did so.
By 6:10, over 70 percent of the workers in Mark’s office would have left the company and by 6:25pm, only a few would be left and that was when he would go in.
Mark was known for being the last person to leave his company always. He was almost obsessed with staying in his office and so was the last person to leave with a couple of guards, of course.
Time flew by and Dante tapped his shoe on the car floor quite impatiently. Soon enough, the workers began leaving.
Dante dropped the gun in his hand and picked his phone up, sending a message to Ditto.
“Ready?”
“Ready, boss. We’d move immediately we have your order.” Ditto replied almost immediately and Dante slipped his phone back into his pocket.
He grabbed the gun and leaned back into the seat. A small smile tugged at the sides of his lips as he imagined what it would feel like to lay his hands on that necklace and imagined the smile on Mireille’s face when she would receive it.
His smile turned into a cruel grin as he imagined Mark begging for his life desperately and how he would put an end to his life anyways slowly, right there in front of the heirloom.
He could picture it already, Mark’s warm blood splashing on his own face as the former screamed in pains.
“This is going to be so fucking good.”