Chapter 147: Come To Daddy

Trina's POV

“I made just one mistake.” That honestly sounded like hell.

“I'm not punishing you. You'll be back in a month's time or two. Just, focus on him. I mean, just look at him following you around.”

I turned around, blushing. Giovanni had just been watching. Nico didn't want to offend him further, even though he's kind of my boss.

“Please kindly take good care of her. In fact, I need to have a word, please.”

Aww, delightful Nico. Nico stole my man and they walked away to God knows where. Evangeline, who had stopped, said hi. I'm shocked she was even here.

Maybe she already suspected that he was particularly angry and she needed to calm him down, because last I checked, she wasn't all about this life.

The closest thing she had to this life was that Tiara girl who still hates me by the way. She's terrorizing her mother.

She walked towards us with a warm smile. By us, I mean me and Madeline.

“So sorry about my husband.” She started off, referring to Madeline.

She just nodded. Yeah, she'll never forgive and forget this.

Just then the men went out. Giovanni rushed me and pecked me on my cheeks, whispering that he was coming to take me home in a bit, and I should wait.

Eva sighed and took us to sit down, and she offered drinks and snacks. After chatting for a while, she excused herself, needing to put her kids to sleep.

She said she wasn't coming back out and that she would see us next time, that she was a bit tired.

That's when Madeline spoke, after she was gone. It felt like she had been holding it all in.

“What the hell? I feel like I just lived a thousand lives. How do you balance this and influencing? Girl, I almost fucking died. I can't feel my bones. I'm traumatized…”

She kept going and going and I kept apologizing.

“Listen to Giovanni though. Lean onto decent men and before you talk, Giovanni is decent enough. I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this, I really am. I hope this won't cause a strain in our friendship.”

I really really hoped. Her mouth widened.

“Are you kidding me? I watched you fight. You're tiny with a lot of power and skills. Oh I'm never leaving you alone now for sure. You're like my savior.”

My smile was wide. I felt really good, honestly.

Just then, the men walked in. Nico reached me and showed me a horrifying picture. Madeline would definitely break up with me if she ever saw this.

Leo's severed, bloodied head.

His eyes were dragged out a bit from his face. I didn't even want to imagine what happened. It triggered something in my stomach.

“Now that's how it's done.” He gloated. Okay so clearly they went to finish the job. I hope he's happy now.

Giovanni stood by my side, touching my hair because he had had to, apparently. God I was so happy I was back.

“Where is my wife? Is she close by?” Nico proceeded to ask the guards and one of them responded.

“Not so near, Sir. She left to tuck in the children.”

He nodded his head, then out of nowhere he just brought out his gun and shot down a guard.

Madeline proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach on the ground, immediately. She was so over it.

“I need to get out of here.” Nobody paid any mind to her. We were all stunned by what he did, so Nico felt the need to explain himself.

“He was the mole. Fuck him. I hate that shit.”

“What did they want?” I had to ask because I just didn't understand it.

“You. I have no plans to give up my favourite assassin, so their loss.”

In the midst of all of this, I noticed that Nico was terrified of showing his wife this side of him as he put his gun back into hiding. I loved that.

That was such a nice thing to say by the way, but he didn't dwell on it.

Giovanni bundled the two of us straight to the car from there.

“I'm hungry.” She cried out at some point, so Giovanni actually parked at a nearby restaurant and got us a nice dinner. We ate in the car because we looked crazy as hell, then after that, he dropped her off at her place.

“Thank you for today. I appreciate being back home.” She smiled as I nodded in agreement.

“Today has been crazy.” I breathed out, so exhausted. I needed a shower, then medicine.

“My house is closer. I have meds, and I can take care of you.”

I didn't even argue, I just let him have it for the night. I passed out after a while, but I felt his movements.

He carried me out of the car, showered me properly, then he dropped me in between really nice thick sheets after he tried to give me medicine but I wasn't having it.

In the morning I'll take it, if I even wake up with the way this headache was.

He massaged me and kept apologizing, and I was too weak to tell him it was all okay.

He left me for a while, but soon I realized it was to freshen up as well. When he was done, he joined me in bed, cuddling me into deep sleep.

I woke up that morning feeling the effect of the fights of yesterday, a hundred times worse. I couldn't even move. That means the whole of yesterday I was probably numb to the pain.

I felt pain everywhere. That crazy man knew immediately when I woke up and reached to cuddle again.

“Will you please take your meds now? How do you feel? Should I take you to the hospital?”

I shook my head. No way in hell.

It's crazy how he was taking care of me when he literally aggressively fought an equally strong man as well last night. I wished I could take care of him too.

“Don't worry I'll take it. Please feed me first, since you have all the energy in the world.”

“Consider sitting up, I've cooked.” I heard that and I didn't know how to react because how?

“What?”

“Yeah, eat and take your drugs. Come to daddy.” I wore a grin on my face at his last word. He's so hot, gosh.

I sat up in pain to see that he wasn't kidding. Hot food was staring right at me. I'm so in love. At this point I couldn't help but wonder if I had a golden kidney that he wanted from me, because this kind of love wasn't okay.

“Are you sure you want to marry a hopeless woman like me? For your information, you'll keep taking extra care of me like I don't have arms and legs forever. Deal?”

“Deal. Now open your mouth.”

God. I'm so fucked.

“Now I'm horny, and I can't even fuck.” I complained as he put the first spoonful in. Divine.

“Eat your food and resist giving me ideas.”

“I love you.”

“I know, now close your mouth. I love you too.”

For a week, I was stuck in his bed. Even to pee took an army, but I finally got a lot better. Giovanni did leave me multiple times for like half the day because he did have a job after all. He apologized heavily and always got me snacks on his way back. No fruits, good.

I heard his footsteps, finally he was back. He dropped the routine snacks, headed straight for the shower, and he got in bed with me like he had been dying to do it all day. He hugged me tightly.

“Seems like you missed me baby.” I love feeling fly like that.

“I did, so much. How have you been?” He didn't even try to deny it, fuck.

“Waiting for you. I missed you.” I cooed, leaning in for a slow, soft tongue kiss. He gave it to me, even more than I asked. This man was dying to eat me for dinner.

“I have a surprise by the way. Since I don't do anything, I can at least make you feel good. I have to take care of you too.”

I have been dying to suck his fat dick for days. I watched it dangle whenever he walked around naked like I wasn't a sick human being with deep desires.

He got the message clearly as I pulled away, climbed on top of him, then I began to go lower, under the sheets.

“Yeah? And what do you have in mind?” He groaned faintly. I went for the jugular.

“It involves taking your shorts off. It involves taking out your cock, stroking it like I hate you, then sucking the hell out of it like a lollipop.”

I dragged down his shorts and beheld my hardened meal.

“I swear to God–fuck!” He tightened.

I swallowed him, and I sucked and sucked for what felt like hours. I really fucked that man over, turned him to jelly. Finally, he thickened inside me, jerking like crazy before he exploded inside my mouth, and I made sure I licked every last drop

“How was that?” I teased, licking my mouth like I wanted another round.

“Heaven. You seem healed now.”

I nodded my head. He lost it, succumbing straight to his desires.

“God, come here, I need to fuck your throat again.”

He grabbed me, pinned me down, and overfed me with cock. I was completely numb by the time it was all over.