The Don: Sebastiano (Stud Mafia #1) (11 page)

“I need to get a workout in with my trainer,” I told her. “You get yourself settled and I’ll see you at dinner around seven.”

“Oh…okay,” she responded shyly.

I wasn’t sure if I I’d put her off or excited her, but I was looking forward to seeing what she had to offer me sexually. From what I had experienced already, I was in for quite a ride.

“And baby,” I called out as I reached the door and turned back to look at her, “about that blow job? Don’t be nervous, sweetness. It’s only a blow job;
that’s why they call it a
job
. And it’s your job to make me happy.”

I winked at her and shut the door behind me.
 

CHAPTER ELEVEN

SIERRA

I let out a shaky breath and studied my trembling hands.
He does it to me every single time he comes near me.
I still couldn’t believe the way Sebastiano had me writhing on his face earlier. I had never acted so needy with a man before, and then he went and dropped the bombshell, telling me I’d be returning the favour.
God help me, how am I going to get through that?
His dick was huge. Putting that thing in my mouth, I’d gag for sure.

And he left me there, all alone in the bedroom, in a state of extreme arousal with a sneaky wink after announcing he was going to his training session.
Great, now I’m by myself in this unfamiliar mansion so he can go to the gym of all places.
With that image in my mind now, it was all I can think about.
Does he not realise I’m going to do nothing but picture him lifting weights and bench-pressing in that gym? Or imagining what his straining muscles would look like. Mmm…all hot and slick, hard and bulky and not to mention thinking about sucking on his thick cock all night.
Maybe he
did
realise his effect on me and it was all a ploy, regardless, it was working.

I sat on the bed contemplating how in just a few short hours my life had instantaneously changed.
Only this morning, I was a working-class girl living in suburbia, but now, after only one meeting with The Don, I am his
. I would never forget the scene before me when I saw him in his office, with his crown jewels on display and that woman slurping on him.
Bitch
. I was jealous of her.
Especially now I want him beyond reason.
I studied the closed door for a few moments, hoping against hope he would walk back through the door. I had made my decision, but Paulie’s words were continuously in my head: ‘He’s a monster’
.

I rearranged my clothing and tried to compose myself before padding barefoot and heading downstairs in search of Guido. I found him standing near all the boxes, holding two phones and tapping away from one to another. He looked up as he heard me approaching.

“Hey, there you are. Boss said you’d be down soon. I was just adding a few important numbers on your new phone, numbers you’ll need,” he said. “Here ya go.” He shoved the phone into my hand. “I can add the rest of the numbers in later. Let’s get your things upstairs so you can get settled in.”

“Thanks. I can’t wait to get changed out of these clothes.” I grabbed a light-looking box and started up the stairs.

I felt his hand grip my shoulder before I could even reach the first step. “You don’t need to take anything. I’ll take it all up.”
What the hell? Is he trying to act all macho man all of a sudden and portray me as the poor little woman who can’t manage to carry a simple suitcase up a flight of stairs? There is no way I am letting him get away with that.
After being out with Lorena that day, I saw exactly how she had these men running around after her, and I didn’t want that. I had been independent for years and I could do things for myself. I wasn’t some spoilt princess and I didn’t plan on ever being one.

“No, it’s fine. I can manage; it’s light. I’m not going to just stand here and watch you do all the work. It’s a wasted journey if I don’t take anything up with me.” I quickly ducked out from under his hand and made my way upstairs.

Back in the bedroom again, I started to unpack some of the boxes as Guido went back for more. While he was downstairs, I took a minute to walk down the hallway and peeked at some of the other bedrooms and main bathroom I noticed when walking up here earlier. I couldn’t help but smile at the grand luxury of it all; a luxury I wasn’t at all used to. As Guido continued to bring all my bags up, I wondered where it would all go. I never realised I had so many things, especially since I’d been shopping with Lorena.

When Guido had brought the last of the boxes, I figured he would go back downstairs and leave me in the room alone to change in private. It seemed he proved my assumptions wrong when I noticed he wasn’t leaving. He was leaning back against the wall next to the door, his eyes following my every move. I managed to unpack the main items I would need and left the rest neatly stacked in a corner of the room. I tried to ignore Guido and his gaze, but it was extremely unnerving.

He was a good-looking guy. It seemed all the men who worked for Sebastiano were built from the same mould: all muscles and bulky frames. He didn’t scare me, but his scrutiny of everything I was doing and every move I was making was starting to piss me off. I needed to remove myself from under his gaze, so I escaped to the bathroom for a moment. I walked into the attached en-suite and just as I was about to close the door behind me, I felt resistance coming from the other side of the door.

“What the hell?” I said as I opened the door to find Guido right behind it, holding the door open. I glared at him. “Do you mind?”

“Yeah, I do mind. The Don told me to keep an eye on you and you are not to leave my sight!” he said adamantly. “If you close the door, then my eyes are not on you, are they?”

I quirked up a brow and he grinned at me. There was no way in hell I was going to pee while he watched me. Absolutely no fucking way! I didn’t even need to pee. I was only pretending because I desperately wanted to get away from him for a couple minutes. I felt trapped under his intense gaze. “Look,” I turned to him and continued, “I honestly don’t think Sebastiano would have meant it so literally. I’m quite capable of being left alone and able to roam the house without being stalked.” I stepped from the bathroom, crossing my arms over my chest, but he wasn’t budging. “I want you to call him, now!” I demanded.

He looked at me as if I had grown a second head, but he remained calm as he leaned back against the wall and crossed his own arms. “Are you crazy or something, lady? I can’t disturb him,
especially
not during one of his workouts.”

“Fine then,
I
will call him. Is his number in my phone?” I insisted as I grabbed my new phone from the bedside table where I had left it earlier.

He glared at me. “No, I didn’t manage to store Sebastiano’s number on there yet.”

I scrolled through the contacts to find he was, in fact, telling the truth. My phone only had Lorena, Guido and Riccardo’s numbers in the contact list. I returned his glare. “Get this through your thick head, I am not going to allow you to stand there and watch me pee. You either give me Sebastiano’s number or leave me to do my business on my own.”

Before he even had a chance to reply, my brother stormed into the room. “What the fuck is going on here?” he shouted. “Why are you shouting at Guido?”

“Paulie!” I threw my arms around my brother’s neck and breathed in his scent. It may have only been a day at the most since I saw him last, especially with his stay in hospital, but I had missed him something fierce. I was so happy to see Paulie. We normally spent most of our free time together, so not having seen him for a while had been like a gaping hole in my heart.

Paulie hugged me back, patting me awkwardly with his bandaged hand. “I missed you, too, Sierra. I wanted to come over and make sure you’re being treated okay. Is everything okay? No one’s hurt you in any way?” he asked, peering over at Guido.

I pulled back and saw a serious look on his face. We may have talked through this on the phone, but he needed to see it with his eyes and not just hear words. “Let me make a mad dash to the bathroom and then we can talk about it all.” All that talk with Guido about peeing had suddenly made me want to go.

“Sure thing,” Paulie said. He turned and grabbed Guido by the bicep. ”We’ll meet you in the kitchen, man. I need to talk to my sister alone.” I noticed Guido patted Paulie on the back and left. I didn’t get it. Wouldn’t he have been a part of Paulie’s finger incident? My thoughts were interrupted when Paulie started ranting all over again.

“Look, I’m still not happy with this situation or arrangement you’ve signed yourself up for, Sis. I may never get used to the idea of you offering yourself to Sebastiano so you can save me,” he gritted. “Let’s get out of this bedroom, please. I don’t need the visuals of the both of you in this room. I’m sure that’s what is going to happen if I stay in here with you much longer.” With those parting words, he stormed off, leaving me to use the bathroom.

By the time I made it back to the kitchen, I was surprised to only find Paulie in there, propped against the counter waiting for me. He grinned when I came into his view. “I still can’t believe you’re doing this for me. You are insane!” he hissed. “You know what, though? You actually look good walking around this mansion, barefoot and relaxed, almost like you belong here. I only wish I could have given you extravagance like this…under different circumstances, of course.”

“It is what it is. I don’t plan on being here forever. I’m just paying off your debt. Where is Guido? How did you get rid of him?” I asked, hoping to change the subject. I was not in the mood for any more yelling or screaming matches with Paulie.

“I sent him outside to check the grounds. Is Guido giving you any problems, Sis?”

“No,” I said a little too quickly.

“Most of The Don’s men are pretty good blokes, but not
all
of them are, and we needed to talk in private.” He gave me a determined look and then focused his eyes on Guido through the window.

Was he worried about me brushing him off, or did it have something to do with Guido? I was confused. As much as I didn’t want to share the details about the deal I had struck with Sebastiano, I knew my brother wanted to know. I was about to speak, but he cut me off before I could get a word out.

“Sebastiano told me enough already over the phone. I’m not stupid. I was able to work out what the
deal
was between the two of you. He told me he wanted to talk to me face to face; that’s also why I am here. You are so young and innocent in comparison to him. This is going to take me a while to get used to. I’m finding it hard seeing you here, in the mansion, knowing what you’ll be doing with him.”

Embarrassment flooded me. Paulie stepped closer and hugged me, ignoring my heated cheeks. “I love you, Sierra, and I want what’s best for you. Sebastiano isn’t what I had imagined for you, ever. But we obviously don’t have a choice and as long as
you
are happy with the deal, I suppose I’ll need to learn to accept it. I suspect it’ll take me some time, but I will, as long as I know you are being treated right.”

“Oh, I love you, too, Paulie,” I said and pounced on my brother once again, throwing my arms around his neck. “Thank you. You
are
my little brother, after all. Let me pay your debt back this way. I told you on the phone he has been nothing but nice to me. I heard Sebastiano threaten you before, and I can’t bear the thought of being cut off from you altogether. I can do this. I can. It’s not as if he’s unattractive; far from it, actually. Trust me, I won’t find it that hard.” I anticipated that wouldn’t be a problem,
at all
.

Paulie pulled away from our hug, giving me a disgusted look, saying, “Damn, Sis, I didn’t need to know that! But, I need to face him sooner or later. Is he in his office?”

I shook my head. “No, he’s at the gym for a training session. That’s why Guido was following me around. Do you want to keep me company in the lounge while you wait for Sebastiano to come back?”

Walking over to the fridge as if it was his own home, he pulled out two cans of soft drink. “I’d love to.” He followed me to the lounge and we sat beside each other on the sofa. “I spoke to Guido and he won’t be following you around so closely in the future.” He opened a can and passed it to me.

“Really? He’ll listen to you? I thought…you know,” I gave his injured hand a pointed look, “after that, you would be kicked out or lose all credibility with them.”

Staring at his hand, he pulled at a loose thread in the bandage. “This was my punishment. The debt is as good as paid back,” he glanced at me with a smile, “thanks to you. So, everything is as it was. Sebastiano might not fully trust me with his money right now, but I will
never
be stupid enough to take from him again. He has nothing to worry about.”

“That’s a mighty fucking good decision, Winters. I’m glad to see you’ve come to your senses.” Sebastiano’s deep baritone voice made me jump. He’d heard us discussing him.
Fuck me, how much and what part did he hear? He is going to be mad at me for sure.
I glanced at him to see if I could read anything on his face, but I couldn’t look past his taut and toned abs which were glistening with sweat.

***

SEBASTIANO

The minute I heard Paulie Winters’ voice coming from the lounge, I was preparing myself for the worst. After having heard his reaction about the deal through our telephone conversation previously, I had expected to find him dragging Sierra out the house over his shoulder. I did
not
expect to find them lounging on the sofa and hearing him say he had accepted it. I saw Sierra stiffen at the sound of my voice, no doubt thinking I’d be insulted at hearing them talking about me. She wouldn’t want Paulie to get into even more trouble. 

Sierra Winters was hungry for me. I watched her expression and saw her eyes do a return sweep of my body, lingering on my crotch for a full thirty seconds longer than needed. She bit her bottom lip, something I noticed she always did when she was nervous, and lifted her gaze to meet my eyes. I couldn’t help but smirk at her, knowing exactly what she was imagining. The thought of those pretty, pouty lips encased around my hard cock was making it twitch beneath my sweats.