A Night With The Ruthless Mafia Don

A black Ferrari elegantly parked in front of a penthouse, its engine purring to a halt. From the car emerged a woman, a wide smile gracing her features. She was wearing a black leather on black trousers, matching it with a pair of black boots.

Under the bright moonlight, her oval face was cast in a gentle glow as she walked toward the entrance of the luxurious penthouse.

The penthouse emanated an atmosphere of understated elegance, its soft lighting casting a serene ambiance. This was the domain of her lover, Alejandro Gambino.

The lady whose name was Marisa, stepped into the lavish penthouse. Her heart quickened, and her breath caught in her throat when her gaze landed on her lover, Alejandro, who was sitting on a black couch.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Alejandro sat on the couch, dressed in only a pair of black trousers. His wavy, chestnut hair was neatly styled, adding a touch of charm to his otherwise rugged appearance.

His piercing eyes, a deep shade of hazel, were focused intently on his phone, reflecting both intelligence and concentration.

His abs were well-defined, showcasing his dedication to fitness, with just the right balance of strength and tone.

Immediately Alejandro heard someone walking in, he took his gaze off his phone, and his lips curved into an handsome smile when he saw his girlfriend, Marisa.

Marisa, on the other hand, remained utterly transfixed in her place, her gaze locked onto her strikingly handsome boyfriend, as if she’d never seen him before.

Actually, that was the first time she would be seeing his face in five weeks.

It was as if the world had faded away, leaving only him to captivate her senses.

Alejandro dropped his phone beside him and rose up to his feet. He stood at an impressive height, around 7 feet tall, giving him a commanding presence in the room.

Tears welled up in Marisa’s eye as she felt the intensity of Alejandro’s gaze. The air around them crackled with palpable tension.

“Alejandro,” she whispered, quickening her steps and embracing him tightly.

“Missed me that much, did you?” Alejandro’s chuckle resonated as he returned her embrace.

“More than you can imagine,” Marisa confessed as she tightened the hug, showing how much she really missed him.

“I missed you to, sweetheart.” Alejandro said, slowly stroking her hair.

They held each other in that warm embrace, feeling the rhythm of their heartbeats sync as if they were two halves of a perfect whole. Time stood still as they shared the most beautiful language of all – the language of love.

After five minutes, Marisa slowly broke the hug while keeping her arms draped around his neck. Her gaze lingered on his handsome face, her affection evident.

“Words can’t express how much I missed you, Alejandro,” Marisa said in a soft voice as she stared directly at his face. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks as she spoke in a soft voice.

“I missed you too, Marisa,” Alejandro said, wiping the tears on her face with his thumb. “We’ve been apart a month apart, yet every call I made went unanswered. I was truly worried, not knowin for your whereabouts or if you were safe.” His concern was palpable in his voice.

“I’m sorry, Alejandro. My parents kept me confined, denying me the freedom to leave the house or even use my phone. It was beyond my control, and I deeply apologize.” Marisa said softly in an apologetic voice.

“Speaking of your parents, I haven’t had the chance to meet them, but they must be quite strict if they can keep you so sheltered,” Alejandro mused.

“Yes, they are rather strict, but I still love them,” Marisa replied with a genuine smile.

“On another note, you haven’t shared much about your parents with me either. I’m quite curious to meet them someday.” Alejandro said,

“I tend to avoid discussing my parents. By the way, you also haven’t shared much about your parents either, so I suppose we’re in similar positions.”

“True enough,” Alejandro agreed with a chuckle.

“Let’s set aside parental matters for now and focus on more enjoyable activities,” Marisa proposed playfully, her lips tugging seductively at her bottom lip.

“What kind of enjoyable activities?” Alejandro inquired, though he already had a fair idea of what she meant.

“Activities along these lines,” she replied, her hands moving to rest against his chest. Her touch sent a shiver through him as she pressed her curves against him. “Shall we retire to the bedroom, Alejandro?”

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Marisa stood before Alejandro. In his bedroom, both of them bare, their gazes locked on each other’s bodies, admiring the contours, curves, and muscles that defined their forms.

Alejandro initiated the movement, lifting her effortlessly and placing her gently onto the bed.

“Alejandro,” her voice, a whispered melody, danced through the air as their eyes locked, igniting a fire that had smoldered beneath the surface for years.

“Marisa,” his voice, “I’ve yearned for you, Marisa,” Alejandro’s admission, a velvety murmur, resonated against her ear as he held her close. Their bodies pressed together, fingers tangling in his hair as hearts raced in unison.

“Your absence tormented me as well,” Marisa confessed, vulnerability and desire trembling in her voice.

His lips brushed her neck, setting ablaze a fire that consumed reason. “And now, in here,” she murmured, surrendering to the tempest of emotions he stirred within her.

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Three weeks later, Marisa could be seen discreetly entering an hospital, glancing over her shoulder to ensure no one followed her. Clad in a black cardigan, tight jeans, and a face cap, she donned a nose mask as well. Upon reaching the receptionist, she received directions to the doctor’s office.

Upon entering the office, the female doctor motioned for her to take a seat across the polished black desk. “Good afternoon, doctor,” Marisa greeted without removing her cap or mask.

“Afternoon, ma’am. How can I assist you?” the doctor inquired, curious about Marisa’s attire.

“I’ve been feeling rather strange since two weeks ago, and I’m growing concerned,” Marisa revealed.

“In what way have you been feeling strange?” the doctor probed.

Marisa started explaining the ways she had been feeling strange. She explained that she has been dealing with nausea, dizziness, breast tenderness, swelling, and frequent urination.

“I’m not sure what’s happening, doc, and it’s kind of scaring me because I’ve never felt this way in my entire life.” Marisa confessed.

“Ma’am, these symptoms you’re experiencing are indicative of pregnancy,” the doctor explained.

“What?!” Marisa exclaimed in shock. “You mean I’m pregnant?”

“Yes, ma’am. You’re indeed pregnant,” the doctor confirmed.