Chasing the Love of the Mafia

Chasing the Love of the Mafia
The Charm is Not Lost



Stevany sat on the bed hugging her knees. He saw a wall clock that was showing at 8 p.m. There's a call from Giani's mom, a call from Jeon and a call from Felicia. All ignored by Stevany.


The girl closed her eyes, trying to throw away all the feelings that were now playing in her heart. The taste that he tried to throw away but it turned out could not be rejected when the touch came.


Stevany could still feel his hot skin as the Gods began to remove the clothes he was wearing. And when God's hands started touching sensitive parts of his body, Stevany really enjoyed it.


It was a hot afternoon even though the air outside was so cold because of the heavy rain. Some places have even flooded. Stevany remembers every second they go through so vividly.


"Stev, I really want you right now." whispered Dewandra as her hands began to play at Stevany's core, causing the girl to squirm between amusement and pleasure.


"Yes.......!" Stevany actually wanted to say no but she was unable to continue her sentence because the kiss of God had descended to her chest making the scream out of Stevany's lips.


"God..I......!" Stevany closed her eyes. He felt himself drifting to the highest place. Reaching the peak of his enjoyment with just a touch of Dewandra's hand.


"God.., we can't....."


"I'm sorry, Stev!" Somehow, God had already taken off his pants and before Stevany got down from the peak of his enjoyment, Dewandra had already fused herself with the girl.


Stevany finally recognized the greatness of God in controlling his body. He enjoyed the union without being able to resist it.


Time and time again Stevany got his release. Until finally, the gods reached their peak.


For a moment, the two were silent. Only their breaths were heard. He stabilized and made Stevany widen her eyes when she realized she was now in fertile time.


"God release!" Stevany pushed the God and directly got off the sofa. He quickly picked up his clothes scattered on the floor and half ran into his room. Stevany went straight into the bathroom and flushed her body with warm water. Clean up the rest of their romance while squeezing out her own stomach. Stevany hoped the seed of God would not grow there.


"Stupid.....! You idiot......! You idiot.....!"


Stevany hit her own head while she was taking a shower. From the glass in the bathroom, he could see some of the parts on his chest were red. Even around the neck was a red mark made by Stevany.


After taking a shower, he immediately put on his clothes and walked out of the room. Dewandra sat on the sofa and put her clothes back on. The warm tea that Stevany had made before they made love.


"God, you better get back to work" Stevany said, trying to be cool.


Dewandra. He stood up and looked at Stevany. "Stev, what about our relationship?"


"We can't have a relationship anymore, God. Let's just say that we were both equally happy. That's why I'm begging you to never touch me again."


"But Stev, I can feel that you still love me."


"I'm just physically attracted to you, God. I admit, you have a charm that no woman can resist. However, if you ask me how I feel after this, I'm just disgusted with myself."


"Stev, ever since I made love to you for the first time, I've never touched Aunt Treisya again. Even since you left Seoul, we never slept together again. I spend more time at the hotel or on the basketball court."


"That doesn't affect me." Stevany chose to remain indifferent even though he was somewhat surprised to learn that Dewandra had not slept with Treisya for a long time. But, could it be that the man was lying because he did not want to part with her? Is not Dewandra among men who have high passion? Stevany was almost overwhelmed every time she made love to God. There is no way that for more than a year he did not touch another woman.


Dewandra took a deep breath. He knows it's not easy to make Stevany believe in everything they've been through. However, Dewandra will continue to convince Stevany.


"I love you, Stev. I was a fool for not realizing it all this time. So please, give me a second chance."


Stevany looked at Dewandra. He no longer wanted to fall for the same taste. He quickly stepped up and opened the door of his apartment. "Please out!"


Dewandra's heart rebelled. He wanted to force Stevany to stay with him. But he also knew that he could not behave rashly. Stevany will be getting away from him.


"alright. I'm gonna go. But I will definitely keep trying to get your heart back, Stev." said Dewandra before leaving the place.


Stevany pushed the door hard until it closed with a loud bang. He immediately went to his room. Crying over everything that has happened.


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Giani smiled looking at his daughter who had just arrived. He had glanced at the wall clock which showed at 9 past 10 minutes.


"Sorry, mom. I fell asleep earlier." Stevany answered guiltily for lying to her mother.


"Have you eaten? Mama's getting dinner ready?"


Stevany shakes. "I'll just have some milk. Where's daddy?"


"Daddy is in the back. Talking to Jeon. He's been waiting for you since."


Stevany rushed to the back garden. In a gazebo, Jeronimo was sitting alone with Jeon.


"Well, that's it he's coming." Jero seemed happy to see his daughter coming.


Stevany joined them. "I fell asleep in the apartment. Since it was raining heavily, I decided to rest."


"Yes already. Daddy left you two, didn't he?" Pamit Jeronimo's. He immediately went into the house and looked for his wife.


"Even from before?" stevany asked, starting a conversation between them.


"I came here at 7. If you know you're still in the hotel, I'm already there."


"I'm sorry I didn't answer your call."


Jeon smile. He shifted his seat to be close to Stevany. "Are you okay?" ask Jeon. Although the lighting in the gazebo is not so bright, but he believes that Stevany's eyes are a little damp.


"Yes. Why?" Stevany asked back.


Jeon shakes. "There's nothing. I just feel like there's something about you. But I don't know, maybe I'm the one who's too worried about you."


Stevany felt her heart ache receiving Jeon's attention like this. Unknowingly her tears flowed and Stevany quickly wiped them away. For some reason, when he could not tell anyone what happened, he became a crybaby.


"Hey .....!" Jeon grabbed both of Stevany's hands and clasped them tightly. "What's wrong?"


Stevany bowed. "Just the pressure of work in the hotel."


Jeon's gentle swabs were placed on Stevany's back. "Don't feel pressured by work. Just enjoy. You are young."


"Thank you, Je. You can always keep me calm."


Jeon wiped Stevany's tears with his thumb. "Don't cry, Stev. I know you're a strong girl. Or, you want me to go back to work there?"


"Don't. Maybe Brother Iel will be hostile to me. He said you were an amazing assistant."


Stevany finally smiled making Jeon feel relieved. Slowly the man took the small box in his pants pocket and placed it on the table.


"Stev, you know that I loved you from the first moment I saw you in that mansion. I don't care even if I know that you have a relationship with Mr. Dewandra. Until now, my feelings for you have never changed. Although actually I was a bit inferior when I found out that you were the son of one of the successful entrepreneurs here." Jeon opened the ring box. Stevany saw a beautiful ring with a gemstone on it.


"I don't know how you're feeling right now, Stev. But I dared to propose to you. I was honest with your mom and dad. They all leave their decisions in your hands. I won't force you to answer now. I'll wait until you're ready to accept me."


"Jeon.....!" Stevany doesn't know what to say. At the time he had just let himself fall in doing Dewandra, he was actually being proposed by another man.


Ling, who was standing in the window of her room that was indeed facing backwards, saw the scene of the proposal. He immediately moved away from the window of the room and laid his body on the bed. The girl was crying in silence.


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Will Stevany accept Jeon's proposal?


How did Ling heal his heart wounds?