The Mafia King's Girl

Almost like an impasse, the congestion of cars that built up on the superhighway was frustrating. The driver of her taxi finally managed to swerve the car and find a circumvent just across the dimly lit pavement. She could not get the slight shaking of her hands to stop. She was nervous, reciting the words over and over again in her head as she hoped that her boyfriend would like her surprise visit. Jessica looked around all sides of the car window as she tried to find something different that would perhaps distract her from her raging thoughts. The driver drove at a slightly higher speed as he noticed the agitation and impatience of the passenger.

In no time, she could see the large rearing of the apartment from a balanced view. She was always very impressed by the luxury apartments that her boyfriend, Nick Thomas, could afford. Over and over again he was kicked out for noise disturbance and a little bit of vandalism. He was indeed the bad boy of the town, a man with a polished reputation. He was known for his mischief and the bike races that he always held in the neighborhood every two months. Jessica was overly proud of her boyfriend; she had in fact spent a lot of her life obsessing over him. Nick had only shown her attention after a party she had gone to where the two got to interact on a personal level.

Her heart beat drastically, both anxiety and anxiousness rising inside her as she patiently waited for the car to come to a halt. She knew that her boyfriend hated surprises, especially because of the significant number of times that Nick had told her never to show up unannounced. She, however, did not find the behavior suspicious, especially because Jessica was madly in love with Nick. If only she would have slowed down to realize that indeed, the proverb that states 'love is blind' was made for situations and circumstances like this. How much had she ended her self-growth and development for a man like Nick?

"Here goes nothing," she whispered to herself. The beating of her heart increased as that rough voice echoed inside her head. She remembered how Nick told her that he was going through a rough time and he needed some space. This space had, however, lasted an entire two weeks and Jessica had heard nothing from her boyfriend. Even though she did not understand where that was coming from, she gave him the space he needed and assumed that perhaps the man was going through something he could not explain. She just wanted to be a loving girlfriend, one who would understand and care for him, allow him the mental growth and space that he needed.

She noticed how the lights inside flickered on and off; perhaps the storm from last night had almost knocked the power out. "We're here, miss," the driver said, snapping her out of her raging thoughts as she pushed open the car door and slowly alighted.

Holding her purse firmly, she opened the little pocket on the side and pulled out her transport money. The distance from the house and her boyfriend's apartment was not that far. She only needed to take the car because the streets were not safe at that time. Giving it to the driver, she watched as the man said a polite thank you and sped off, leaving a cloud of dust behind him.

Here she stood, right in front of her boyfriend's house, her heart beating as she clenched her legs in anticipation. Memories of their times together flashed through her mind in the nick of a second, the erotic sounds they always made filling her fragile mind. She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply.

Walking towards the front door, her heels clicked against the concrete as she put a wide smile on her face. She ached for him so badly, missed him to the extreme. Not a day went by that he did not cross her mind. She wondered if Nick missed her just the same as she did him. Her fingers touched the hem of the black overcoat that she wore. Underneath it lay the beautiful brown lingerie that Jessica had bought the previous day when she went shopping with her cousin. It was the exact same brand and design as the one that she had caught Nick looking at on a model on Instagram. She needed to do something to impress her boyfriend, perhaps ignite the spark that she was afraid would slowly die. Pulling out her key, she inserted it into the locks and took a deep breath once more. She could not stop thinking about what she would do to Nick.

She craved him so much and she could not blame herself. The boy was literally a walking masterpiece. His blond hair and the way the strands fell over his forehead ideally, his skin seemed golden, not a single crevice or pimple on it. Nick Thomas had made himself an addiction for Jessica. Considering that he was her first, the beautiful blonde felt extremely attached to him. There was no denying that Jessica had made a huge mistake by coming here tonight. Suddenly, she heard noises from inside. The deep weird voices also had a conversation or probably something was going on. The only thing that danced around Jessica's mind was that perhaps Nick was talking over the phone. She was naive enough to think that her boyfriend was unable to sleep because of her absence.

But would she be ready? Was she really ready for the sight that awaited her behind those closed doors? What was she even mentally prepared for? She was so fragile. A beautiful woman with a fragile acquaintance, her disposition was what gave signature to her entire personality. She wouldn't be the same after this. She had put all her trust and faith in that one man and she knew nothing away from Nick Thomas.

But what could he do, when his entire demeanor spelled trouble?