Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

Arabella studied the picture with her for a while before staring at Blaze with all seriousness in her eyes. “Did you meet her?”

Blaze nodded, taking the picture back. He gazed at it as well before staring back at Arabella.

It was unnerving.

“She looks like me?”

“A lot like you.” Blaze said. He gripped her hand and drew tiny circles in her palm. “You look paler, and she has shorter hair. She can easily be mistaken for you, and she is not blonde.”

“That’s amazing.” Arabella breathed out. “I never knew I’ll see someone who looked exactly like me, and if it weren’t the circumstance at hand, I’d have loved to meet her.”

Blaze nodded. It would be great if they could meet each other. He heard when long-lost twins met, something weird often happened.

Perhaps, it was all that was needed for Arabella and Alessia(The lookalike name) to encounter each other.

It would have been earlier and saved Arabella some pain if they had been aware of her existence.

“So, what are you doing for two weeks? I mean, are you trying to get acquainted with her?”

“Some ritual is coming up… A werew….” Blaze caught his slip, and he coughed.

“What kind of ritual?” Arabella asked.

“A gangster ritual.” He mumbled. A grimace escaped his lips as she glanced at him. He wondered if she wasn’t buying his lie.

But that was all he could do to keep her from guessing and from harm’s away. As much as he was ready to disclose all to her, he couldn’t.

“Wow, it is my first time hearing that. And she is the bait?”

More like a sacrifice. Blaze said to himself, but he nodded and smiled. “It is always bloody, and it a good thing you won’t be present.”

“I guess,” Arabella mumbled, and her mind went To Sandro again. She forcefully shoved back the thoughts and concentrated on staring at Blaze.

Her eyes wandered away from his low fade haircut to his angular face and beautiful lips.

She licked her lips as they stayed on them for a while and jumped as she felt his hand on her.

“Do you plan on seducing me?” Blaze murmured. His voice had turned husky.

“No, why will you think that?”

“Well, that is how I feel.” He gripped her hand and moved it to his pants.

Arabella blushed as her hand felt his erection. He was hard and straining against his pant.

She stared at him and noticed the grimace on his face. “Does that hurt?”

He shook his head. “But, I want to fuck you right now.”

“You decided not to.”

Blaze chuckled. “I did not decide…”

“Then why the hell did you stop earlier? I didn’t want you to be the good guy. You can be the bad guy with me, and I’ll still prefer you over him. Beside…” She scooted and sat on his leg, straddling him.

Her hand cupped his face, and her lips moved to the corner of his mouth. “You should fuck me while you still have the chance.”

She licked his earlobe and bit on it gently. Her hand moved into his hair, bringing his face close to hers.

Bold and Daring, Arabella thought as she kissed him hard and fast.

Then abruptly, she stopped as he was about to deepen the kiss.

She climbed down and bent, showing him a nice view of her backside.

“Shit,” Blaze grunted, glaring at the hard-on and then at the smile on her face.

She dared look innocent after seducing him.

He yanked her back as she was about to leave and pulled her back onto his lap.

“You are such a tease.” Blaze said, tucking a strand of her beneath her ear.

“Does that mean I got to you?” She asked, a coy smile on her face.

His eyes narrowed. “Was that your intention?”

Arabella shrugged. “If that is what you think.” She moved to leave, but he held her back.

His hand caressed her face. “That is how I see it.”

“Well…” Before she could respond, his mouth locked on her.

He kissed her hard and long, releasing all his pent-up frustration of wanting her and trying to restrain himself in the kiss.

Arabella moaned, and as her mouth opened. Blaze used the opportunity to slip in.

She grinned and adjusted on his lap as she felt his dick slapping her ass.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I can’t imagine what you do to me.” Blaze let out a breath. “I feel addicted to you.”

Arabella doubted that. He had only accepted her advance yesterday, and she didn’t think that could be an addiction. Perhaps, he was trying to be nice to her.

Regardless, she didn’t mind. She wanted Blaze, and he was giving her what she requested.

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A while later, Arabella turned on the vast bed, moaned, and her eyes fluttered against her cheeks.

She opened her eyes slowly and murmured, “Blaze…” Turning to where he slept, she jerked as she saw no one.

Arabella patted the part he had slept on, and she sighed as it felt cold to her touch.

“He left.” She mumbled. “He left without a proper goodbye.”

She gritted her teeth and climbed down from the bed. Walking to the window, she parted the curtain and strode to the nightstand to pick up her phone.

Unlocking it, her hand was on Blaze’s contact. Although she knew calling him was the last thing she should be doing. Anyone could pick up the phone, and she would implicate him.

However, she believed he wasn’t that careless to leave his phone wherever he wanted.

Her eyes strayed to the nightstand, and a note caught her attention. She was far too pissed with him and didn’t see it. She strode to it and picked up the note.

“I know you’ll be furious. Don’t be and don’t miss me too you. Important errand, and I couldn’t wait to say a proper goodbye, but I did kiss you, and you clung to me until I left.”

“Idiot,” Arabella muttered, giggling. She read the note over again and sighed. It was better than nothing, and her anger vanished quickly.

Plopping on the bed, she stared at the ceiling and then placed the note on her chest whilst imagining what he was doing at the moment. Likewise, she hoped the week went by quickly as she couldn’t wait to see him again.