The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire

Ruby was already seated at a round table when Giovanni and I arrived at Tasty Haven, and her face immediately lit up as soon as she saw me.

“Hey, best friend.” She beamed as we approached her, causing a smile to spread on my lips.

She leapt to her feet when we came to a stop in front of her and embraced me warmly.

Pulling away from the hug, she darted her gaze at Giovanni and raised a brow. “And who is this?”

“I’m Giovanni. Her favourite cousin.” Giovanni introduced himself as he extended his hand for a handshake.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Taking his hand, she muttered in a sweet voice. “Hi, Giovanni. I’m Ruby. Her best friend.”

A few seconds passed, and they were still holding hands while staring intently at each other.

“Giovanni, don’t you think the ladies would need some privacy?” I quickly interjected, snapping them out of their trances, and they quickly withdrew their hands.

What was that about? They couldn’t have possibly fallen for each other at first sight.

I looked around the restaurant, and when I spotted an empty table, I gestured at it. “Why don’t you wait there for your girl?”

He turned to look in the direction I gestured and nodded. “Right.”

Without even turning back to look at me, he walked away from us and headed towards the table.

“So, what was that about?” I asked Ruby when we were finally alone, raising a suspicious brow.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” She feigned ignorance and settled in her seat.

Sitting on the seat across from her, I muttered. “Oh, yes, you do.”

“I mean, he’s cute.” She gave her shoulders a half-shrug. “But don’t worry. I don’t roll with people like him. He would only end up breaking my heart.”

I nodded, relieved. “Thank God you know that.”

“Spill, bitch!” She exclaimed, changing the subject. “I’m still livid, but I want updates. Who is Sofia getting married to?”

My face fell at the mention of Sofia’s fiancé, and Ruby caught the change in my contortion.

“OMG. What? Is she getting married to your man? Like stealing your man away from you?” She joked and burst into laughter.

It wasn’t actually funny to me because, in a way, she was right.

“Just kidding.” She continued. “You don’t even have a crush, let alone a man that can get snatched.”

Shaking my head, I blew out a sharp breath. “You are right, Ruby.”

“Wait, what?” The smile on her face faded as she batted her lashes.

“I am highly attracted to the man Sofia is getting married to.” I revealed, and her mouth fell agape.

She stared at me in bewilderment for a few seconds, utterly flabbergasted. I had expected that reaction from her.

“What-what-how?” She managed to say when she finally recovered from the shock.

“Remember the guy that had his hand on my neck the last time we went clubbing?” I asked, and she nodded vigorously.

“He is the one. I didn’t even know that he was Sofia’s fiancé until the next day, when he showed up at our place. Like hell, I was already attracted to him.”

“OMG!” She exclaimed, her eyes wide open. “Does he know about your attraction to him?”

I nodded. “I believe so. I think he is also attracted to me.”

“This is fucked up!” She exclaimed and blew out an exasperated breath. “What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know.” I replied honestly.

I hated that I was attracted to my brother-in-law. But as much as I wanted to hide it, I couldn’t control myself whenever I was close to him. He was like a drug to me. And people were beginning to notice.

“We have to look for a solution.” Ruby muttered as she ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. “This is really fucked up.”

“I know.” I sighed. She wasn’t even as frustrated as I was.

“Rosa.” She suddenly called, her eyes widening, and I focused my attention on her. Did she come up with something? I thought as I waited for her to continue.

“By the man you said held your neck that night, do you mean the one that just walked into this building?” She asked, and I widened my eyes in perplexity as I turned to look at the entrance.

She was right. There he was, walking in in his black button-down shirt and pants, looking as attractive as ever.

His eyes locked with mine, and my heart skipped a beat. I could never catch a break from that hot devil.

“Oh, damn!” Ruby muttered, pulling me out of my daze, and I turned back to look at her. “I’d be attracted to him also if he were my brother-in-law. Because, damn.”

When Antonio came to a stop beside us, I didn’t even have to raise my head to look at him to know that he was the one standing there. I could feel his presence.

“What are you doing here?” There came his deep, velvety voice.

Without bothering to look at him, I nodded towards Giovanni. “I came here with my cousin.”

He smacked his lips. “I thought you sneaked out again.”

I finally hoisted my head up to look at him. “Apparently, I didn’t.”

“Good for you.” He groaned before walking away from us.

“Rosa.” Ruby called, waving her hands in front of my face. “Am I invisible? Can you see me?”

I raised a brow. “What do you mean?”

“It seems he couldn’t see me. He didn’t even spare me a glance.” She complained and shook her head bitterly. “He’s so cold. I take my words back. He’s not hot.”

I chuckled softly. “You think?”

“Enough about that cold human. Let’s talk about you. What are you going to do about it?” She asked concerned, and I shook my head.

“I don’t know.”

“You should rid yourself of the attraction. It’s a terrible idea to bang your brother-in-law.” She said, and I scrunched up my face.

“I never said I wanted to.” I told her, but I do.

I do want to fuck him. It’s all I could think about when I thought about him, and it was driving me crazy.

“Good.” She picked up her orange juice and took a sip before carefully putting it back down. “When is the wedding?”

“This coming Saturday.” I told her, and she drew her brows together.

“That close?” She asked, and I nodded.

“Oh, my darling. I feel bad for you.” She leaned in and put her hand on my cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Let’s go clubbing on the wedding eve to help you ease your mind and perhaps find another hot man there.”

Yes. I needed that clubbing, or else I might go crazy on that day at the thought of the only man I was attracted to getting married to my sister.

“Let’s go.”

“Yay!” Ruby beamed, and I chuckled softly.

“So, how is Carlo?” She suddenly asked.

“He’s fine.” I replied.

“When was the last time you heard from him?”

“Two weeks ago,” I told her.

I subconsciously hoisted my head up, and my eyes met with a pair of Hazel eyes. He was sitting across from a man in a suit, staring intently at me, causing my clitoris to throb. Oh, fuck.

“Ruby.” I called, my gaze still fixed on Antonio.

“Yes?”

“I don’t think I’d ever get over my attraction to him.” I told her.

“Why?” She asked curiously. “You have to try!”

“How could I? When his mere gaze just made me dripping wet. My V area is contracting, and I don’t know how, but I could somehow feel him inside me.” I explained exactly how my body was reacting to him, and she gasped.

“That’s intense.” Her voice was low.

I subconsciously licked my bottom lip as I continued staring at Antonio. “Intense.”

That man might end up making me succumb to what I was vehemently trying to avoid-a hot, forbidden sex.