The Mafia Boss's Pet Wife

The clock on the wall marked too late, but I couldn't take my eyes off the computer screen. I was there, but my mind was elsewhere. Since the last meeting with Sophia, something had been bothering me more than I cared to admit. The control I always had over everything seemed to be slowly dissolving. She was becoming unpredictable, and I didn't like that.

What bothered me the most was that the more she resisted, the more interesting the game became. I knew that to conquer her completely, I needed to take the next step, push her to the limit so she would finally give in. It was all a matter of patience.

The sound of the door opening made me immediately turn my head. She entered, and I quickly noticed that something was different. There was something in the way she carried herself, something that hadn't been there before. She seemed more composed, more determined. But what intrigued me was that, at the same time, there was a glimmer of doubt in her eyes.

"You returned earlier than I expected," I said, controlling my voice but letting a hint of challenge seep through. I stood up slowly, moving toward her.

She didn't hesitate to look me directly in the eyes. Something had changed. "I want to understand everything, Nathan. I want to understand what you expect from me and what you really want."

I smiled, though it was a cold smile. She was closer than I had imagined, but still not ready for what was to come. She didn't know what she was asking for.

"Do you think you're ready to understand?" I said, my voice deep, full of mystery. The game was changing, and now I knew she was really diving into what I wanted.

She stepped forward without hesitation, but with a quiet strength that made me realize something was happening. "Yes. I don't have doubts anymore. If I'm going to be here, I will do everything, completely."

I observed her words and realized that, in some way, she was beginning to understand the dynamic between us. She wanted more, but she didn't know how far it would take her. And that made me even more interested.

"You're saying that, but you don't know what you're asking for, Sophia. There are things you're not ready to face," I said, my voice dropping, the tone becoming more threatening. "What you think you're ready to do is just the surface." She didn't retreat. In fact, it seemed like she was more determined than ever. "I want you to show me the truth, Nathan. If you say I can be more, then show me. I want to see how far you can take me."

The tension between us became palpable. I could feel her internal struggle, a mix of desire and doubt. She knew what I wanted, but she wasn't entirely sure how it would make her feel. And that was what made me want to go further. "Alright, Sophia," I said, a tense smile forming on my face. "You want the truth? The truth is that you will never be the same after today. But understand this, you're asking for something that may destroy everything you've ever been. And after this, there will be no turning back."

She looked at me intently, without hesitation, without looking away. Something inside me told me she knew this, but was willing to go forward, even though she didn't know what was coming. I wanted more of this. She was beginning to surrender to the idea that there was no control.

"I'm ready," she whispered, almost imperceptibly, but with a confidence that wasn't there before.

Those words sparked something in me. It wasn't fear, but rather a challenge that was about to be conquered. I stood up and walked toward the window, watching what was going on outside. She was entering dangerous territory, and I was becoming more curious to see how far she would go.

"Then get ready," I said, turning back to her. "Because what comes next, you will never forget."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.