The Vampire's Soulmate (BWWM) (Complete)

Chapter 17: The Fucking Don

"Damn daddy" she moans biting her lip.

"Don't do that shit tesoro."

She shrugs, "you look good, maybe too good like I'll cut a bitch over you good."

I chuckle pulling her face closer before kissing her. She's sexy as hell when she's jealous, she pulls away after pecking my lips once more before leading me out the room to the kitchen.

"Damn" Jasmine marvels staring at me.

"Too long Jas" my tesoro states firmly.

"Sorry, he looks damn good. You sure you want him out like that?"

She pouts up at me, "no."

"He's def giving off daddy vibes" Reagan comments glancing at me.

"Fucking gross, what did I walk into?" Gio asks walking in.

I ignore him going to my breakfast as my tesoro sits on my lap. I focus on my breakfast as they chat amongst themselves. I'm sure my lack of communication may bother my tesoro but I feel no need to talk. If we aren't speaking about my business or money the conversation isn't for me, it's basically a conversation about nothing. My phone rings and I automatically answer.

"Daniel Lewis sir" Sal says.

"Voglio tutte le informazioni su di lui" I state before ending the call.

My tesoro glances back at me and I know she understood something I said. I fucking knew I should've killed the pussy when he touched my woman. Danica saved his life and now look what the fuck happened. This is exactly why you handle pussies soon as you come across them. Bitch thinks he can go around my fucking city asking about my woman and I, he has another fucking thing coming.

There's a problem with the new shipment and Wesley is demanding to speak with you again. Carm says through the link.

What's the issue? Tell the bitch if he doesn't have my fucking three million there's nothing to discuss.

A few arms are missing.

I can't help but to hiss. Take care of the shit but I'll be back soon.

I'm out of town for a few days and shit goes up. I know damn well he didn't try to short me with this fucking shipment. I'd hate to have to go to Cuba and fuck shit up. People are really starting to test my patience.

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I'm woken by a stinging in my left cheek. I open my eyes to see a pissed Danica on my lap. It takes everything in me not to backhand the shit out of her. "What the fuck are you doing?" I yell.

She shoves my phone in my face and it takes me a second to adjust my eyes to the screen. Once I do I notice a naked bimbo on the screen. What the fuck. "Don't fucking stare at it!" she yells hitting me in the chest.

"Are you fucking dumb or stupid?" I snarl annoyed that I've been woken over dumb shit.

"What the hell is this Matteo? Have you been talking to this bitch?"

"When would I fucking have the time with my dick in your mouth?"

She gasps deepening her glare. "Asshole! How did she get your number then?"

"Public information."

She groans tossing my phone. "if that's what you want don't let me stop you. Dudes come a dime a dozen, can find one that'll treat me ten times better."

She goes to get up but I pull her back down hovering over her with a hiss. "Say some shit like that to me again and I'll shoot you my damn self."

She sniffles, "let me go!"

Is she really crying over this bullshit? "Are you really crying over this bullshit?"

She glares up at me before hitting me in the chest. I make quick work of holding her down. "Get off you inconsiderate asshole!"

I glare tired of the bullshit. "Danica chill the fuck out! Hit me again and I'll gladly remind you of our relationship dynamic."

She huffs sniffling as more tears escape her pretty brown eyes. "You just don't fucking get it. Imagine if you woke up to see some dudes dick on my phone, it's fucked up and you would kill me."

"What the fuck would I want with her when I got you, it's common fucking sense."

She sniffles, "do you mean it?"

What type of fucking question is that? A stupid fucking one. Instead of answering her dumbass question I go to eating my favorite meal of the day. She moans gripping my hair before yelling my name. Yeah that's it yell daddy's name.

"I guess they don't have the money?" she asks straddling my lap. It's fucking distracting since I'm still in her.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

She rolls her eyes gaining a slap to her clit. "The girl from your meeting, her dad didn't have the three million, that was her on the phone."

"Nah."

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, no money no shipment."

There's a knock on the door. "Hurry up love birds, we have a plane to catch."

"We'll be out in a minute" she lifts up and goes into the bathroom.

            I follow her into the bathroom brushing my teeth before getting into the shower. It's time to get back to business. The bond is getting deeper if she's crying about stupid shit. I know damn well she's not insecure. She has no fucking reason to be, it's the dumbest shit. Once we're dressed and packed we meet her friends in the foyer before getting into the awaiting cab. It's not long before we're boarding the plane.

"What are you doing for your birthday babe?" Jasmine asks turning to face my tesoro.

She shrugs, "I have a month to decide so I'm not that pressed."

"I'm sure lover boy can think of a few positions" she winks at my tesoro with a giggle.

She giggles, "shut up."

Fuck, what does she want for her birthday? When you are immortal celebrating your birthday gets old rather quickly, it's just another day but knowing my tesoro turning twenty is big for her. Once we touch back down in my city we go to the girls' apartment first.

"Stay with them I'll pick you up later" I state.

She pouts looking up at me. "Why? Where are you going?"

"I have to take care of business."

She pulls me closer to her. "Baby," she whines.

"No I'll pick you up in a few hours."

She huffs, "Fine."

I kiss her softly before walking away. Time to remind a few individuals who the fuck I am. First stop, James Coletti.

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