Indebted to the Mafia King

*Cal*

I spent most of the night and the morning trying to get something out of the cartel's man I found lurking outside Heidi's building. Anything useful at all that will help me put an end to all of this nonsense.

The interrogation took several hours, and I was so fucking mad that I didn't let any of my men deal with him even though I was exhausted. It was ugly, to say the least, and I split my knuckles multiple times as I tried to force some words out of his mouth. But in the end, I didn't get much.

The guy eventually murmured some addresses to me, but so far, my men only hit dead ends with the investigation on the De La Cruz cartel.

At some point during the night, Tony showed up and helped me a little bit with the interrogation, and then he left, saying he would ask his men to start investigating as

well.

So far, I haven't heard from him.

The sun was rising in the sky by the time I came to my office. I sat down in my chair to clear my mind, hoping I could think about what I heard and make my brain work for me for a change. Staying awake the whole night didn't help my case. I stayed still for hours, barely moving from my chair, but I couldn't come up with a new plan. And I also couldn't get any work done.

Seeing Heidi burst into my office a few hours later wasn't something I was expecting to happen today. At first, it felt like a dream, as if she was a fragment of my imagination.

I hadn't talked to her ever since she kicked me out of her apartment-rightfully so-and I was trying to give her some space to think about everything. I didn't blame her for wanting to stay out of my life, to put some distance between us. I have nothing good to offer her. My love is not enough.

She came in saying she wanted to talk but changed her mind faster than a bullet, and I was so fucking confused when she jumped on me, kissing me like she missed me as much as I missed her. I loved how bossy she was when she told me to shut up. It was a side of her I had never seen before.

I still can't believe she's here, offering herself to me as if she still belongs to me.

Her moan pulls me back to reality. I've been working her up on my office's couch, savoring her as if she is the most mouthwatering meal on this planet.

"Oh, God. Yes! That's it," she hisses while I slide my tongue over her folds. She tastes fucking delicious.

I love the way she squirms under my touch. My entire body aches for her. My brain is obsessed with her moans, and my dick is fucking hard against my pants. I need some release, but seeing how she's enjoying what I'm doing, I can't find the courage to pull away from her.

Not yet anyway.

I have no idea what this means for us, but if this is the last time I get to have Heidi to myself, I'll make the best of it. And I'll make sure she never forgets me, no matter how hard she tries or how many men she uses to get over me.

The mere thought of another man touching her is enough to make me go feral, but I shove the idea away from my mind immediately. I need to focus on her right now.

Heidi writhes under my touch when I insert two fingers inside of her. She's so wet and ready for me that I grunt with anticipation, desperate to thrust myself into her. But I'll get to it in a minute.

I move my fingers against her walls, feeling them throb around me as she reaches her orgasm. Heidi tightens her fists, leaning back on the couch, her eyes closed.

I don't want to say anything to her and risk her coming back to her senses and giving up on what we're doing now.

When I'm certain she's done, I pull my fingers out of her and stare at her, waiting to see what she's going to do. My dick is so hard right now that it's physically painful, but if she wants to stop, I'll abide by her wishes, no matter how much that would kill me.

She opens her eyes and looks at me, her cheeks flushed, her forehead slightly sweaty. "Come here," she orders in a murmur, pulling me on top of her.

My lips find her neck while my hands roam over her body. The heat radiating from the both of us makes this room feel like a stove. I barely have time to grab a condom from my pocket.

I lay Heidi on her back while climbing on top of her. She struggles with my belt, trying to unzip my pants and remove my boxers. I help her with one hand while the other adjusts her legs around me, spreading them apart so I can fit between them.

It's a bit uncomfortable doing this on the couch, and I have to be careful so as not to hurt her or topple off myself, but I don't care. As long as I can feel Heidi one last time, I'm up for anything.

She pulls my pants and boxers down to the middle of my thighs, and once I'm free from every layer of clothing and have the condom on, I slide myself into her. She's so wet; I start thrusting in and out of her, inhaling her sweet scent, allowing it to intoxicate all of my senses.

Heidi moans against my ear, her nails sinking into the flesh of my shoulders. "Cal..." she whimpers breathlessly, her voice coming out hoarse and low.

"You feel so good," I say, not able to hold myself back any longer.

She opens her mouth to reply, but I press myself further into her, and another loud moan escapes her throat. "Shit, I'm close," she informs me, her eyes rolling up again as she rocks her hips faster to meet my rhythm.

"Whenever you're ready, baby," I encourage her, grabbing the back of her knee and pulling it up so I can hit her deeper.

Heidi bites her lower lip as her pleasure reaches its peak, and it doesn't take me much longer to follow her, my body stiffening as I release myself, too. My heart pounds hard against my ribs, and my arms are slightly numb from holding myself up so I don't crush her completely with my weight.

I collapse beside her on the couch, and since we don't have much space for the both of us to fit, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her backward against me. Her hair brushes against my nose, and I take a deep breath, taking in her delicious fragrance.noveldrama

We stay in silence for a few minutes, our heavy breathing and the muffled music from the bar upstairs the only sound. I hesitate to be the first one to say something. I have so many questions, so many doubts, but I know as soon as I open my mouth, Heidi will close up again and probably push me away and tell me this was a huge mistake.

I don't want this moment to end, so as much as it pains me and frustrates me to not

know what to expect, I remain quiet, holding her against me while I can.

I can also sense she wants to say something but is hesitating, too.

Both of us are walking on eggshells with each other right now.

When five minutes pass, and she doesn't speak, I start getting anxious. I hate this feeling. It's fucking irritating to stay here and not be able to be myself with her, afraid that she might run away from me the minute I utter a word. However, I can't stand this anymore.

If she was the one who came after me first, wanting to talk, maybe I should insist a little more. "Heidi?" I try, my voice as low as possible.

"Hm?" she murmurs, not moving from my arms.

"Can we talk?" I ask, finally gathering the courage to address the elephant in the room.

It takes her a few seconds to reply or even signal that she heard me. Then she turns to face me, and when our eyes meet, I wrap my arm around her waist again, cuddling into her, keeping her trapped against me.

"Okay..." she finally agrees.

I nod sharply, breathing in while holding my gaze on her. "What does this mean?" I

want to know. "What did you come here to talk to me about?"