Mafia King’s Innocent Bride

Sophie’s POV

“I won! Hahaha! I won!” I yelled as if I just won the lottery after winning the game of chess against Mr. Jacobs.

Mr. Jacobs smiled as he looked at me. “You learned it so fast.”

“You’re a good coach.”

“Well then, thank you so much.” He smiled.

I squinted at my wristwatch. “I didn’t notice the time because I was having too much time.”

“Me too, hahaha!”

How I wish I could just stay here with Mr. Jacobs forever.

He suddenly stood up. “Shall we go now? It’s quite late already and your parents might get mad if you go home even later.”

“I nodded. “Okay.”

I took my bag and stood up too. “I will send you home.”

“You don’t have to, Mr. Jacobs. I have a companion anyway.”

“Huh? You have? Where is he?”

“She’s right there.” I said as I pointed Vodka who was sitting on the other side of the coffee shop.

Mr. Jacobs nodded. “Your best friend?”

“M-More like a housemate.”

“Hmm. I understand. Then I will just wait for you to leave before I go.”

“O-Okay…”

We walked out of the shop we immediately saw Vincent’s limousine which he provided as my private service. Two men opened the door and I looked at Mr. Jacob first. “Thank you for your time and patience, Mr. Jacobs. I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that. You can always ask me anything if you want.”

I smiled shyly. “Thank you…”

“Oh, and by the way, can you just call me Lance? I’ll be glad if you call me like that whenever there’s just the two of us.”

My eyes widened. “H-Huh?”

Mr. Jacobs scratched the back of his head and he was so cute. “I-I already see you as one of my close friends so I think I’ll be more comfortable if you call me by my name. I-If that’s okay with you.”

“O-Of course. L-Lance…”

He smiled. “Much better.”

“Hehe…”

“Anyway, I think it’s time for us to go now. See you again next week, Sophie.”

“S-See you…”

I smiled at him once more before I finally stepped inside the limousine. I glanced at him as the car started moving. I couldn’t help but to feel sad. I wonder… I wonder who’s that girl he talked about.

***

“Who taught you?”

I looked at Vincent. He didn’t avert his gaze from the piece that he was holding, playing it with his fingers while thinking what step he would do next. “H-Huh?”

“Chess. Someone taught you, right?”

“O-Oh. Y-Yes. It’s my friend.”

“A woman?” he asked again.

I shook my head. “A man.”

Vincent nodded as he put his piece on the chess board. “Checkmate.”

“I need to practice even more.” I mumbled.

“For sure that man’s just taking advantage of you. He agreed to teach you just so he could be with you.”

“He’s not interested to me.” I replied.

He looked at me. “How sure are you?”

“I know it.”

“Oh, so you’re the one who’s interested in him?”

My eyes widened. I wasn’t able to reply because that’s the truth.

Vincent laughed sarcastically. “I knew it. Well then, it’s alright if he’s not interested in you.” He moved closer to me. “Because I am.”

I looked away from him. “Just tell me what you want, I badly want to sleep already.”

“I’ll take this.” He said as he reached for my right hand. “Both of your hands are mine now.”

I was surprised when he suddenly held my right hand and put it on his lips. “W-What are you doing?”

“Take what’s mine.” He said as he planted little kisses on my hand. He was looking at me while his lips were traveling down to my fingers. He opened his mouth and began licking my fingers. “W-What—

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from moaning as he started sucking my fingers while maintaining an eye-to-eye contact. He was teasing me by playing with my fingers using his tongue. My breathing was getting heavier and I keep on gulping just not to show Vincent that I was feeling good by what he was doing.

He suddenly stopped and I didn’t know why I felt a bit sad. What am I even saying?

“You’re really good at holding it in, huh?”

“W-What are you saying? I-I’m not holding back anything.”

He smiled cockily. “It’s fine. You can deny it for now but for sure you won’t be able to hide it when I finally conquered what I’ve been wanting to conquer the most.”

“I-I’ll go back to my room now.” I said as I stood up.

“Just make sure you wouldn’t let that guy touch you anywhere. You are mine, Sophie. Everything you have is mine.”

I didn’t speak. I just continue walking towards his door when he spoke again. “By the way.”

“What?” I asked without turning around.

“You’ll go with me tomorrow.”

My brows furrowed and I finally looked at him. “Go where?”

“I want to spend some time with you.”

“Don’t tell me you’re—

“We’re not going to a hotel so don’t worry. We can just do what you’re thinking here if you want.”

I averted my gaze. “I-I’m not thinking about anything…”

“Alright, if you insist. Can I get a goodnight kiss now?”

I glared at him so he laughed again.

I immediately walked out of his room. He’s really a pervert!