Devilish Affection [18+]

I could hear the laughter of Tony and Mom downstairs and Rafael turned to look at me. Everything came rushing back. The sense of freedom I had had for the past couple of days was wiped out from under my feet.

How could I think I was allowed to do anything? Let alone keep a Mafia man with a gun in my room. Tony hated men around me. He hated the sight of every man that was too close to me, and I had never dated anyone. I wasn't dating Rafael but he was standing in my room, half naked with only his black pants on.

"Emily?!" Mom shouted again.

"..." I glanced at Rafael who hadn't removed his eyes from me, the gun still pointed towards the door and he would shoot. "Coming mom!" I shouted, quickly pulling the duvet away from my legs and walking towards Rafael.

I stood in front of him and he lowered the gun immediately. "Lock the door behind me." I blurted out, fisting my sweaty hands beside me. "It's just my mom and her boyfriend."

"I hear five people downstairs."

"She's come back from a holiday with some friends."

"Are you coming downstairs or do you want me to come upstairs, bitch?" Tony shouted. Rafael glared at the door, his gun held hand rising up slowly but I pressed my hand on his and lowered it.

"I don't want any deaths in this house." I said softly, feeling my heart racing as he watched me. "Please."

He nodded his head, and reached out to push my hair out of my face. I blushed. He was getting too friendly but it felt nice as his rough fingers moved on the side of my face. His touch was so gentle. "If you're not back in ten minutes, I'm coming downstairs and putting a bullet in their heads."

I didn't know why I believed in his words but I nodded my head and quickly walked out of the room. I heard him lock the door and I hurried downstairs just as I saw my mom standing in the doorway.

She looked beautiful, a long flowing black skirt that reached her ankles and a black top as well, with a pair of mickey mouse ears on her head. She grinned when she saw me. "Oh Emily!" She clapped her hands excitedly as I walked downstairs. "I bought you so many gifts, sweetie." She hurried inside the living room as I ignored Tony and his friends who were sitting on the couch. One of his friends was munching on the burger and chips I left.

"Look at this." She turned around and showed me a big green monster. Mike. His one eye was massive in the middle of his face but the thin arms and legs dropped. "You like this, don't you?"

I smiled. She was happy. Without thinking twice, I walked towards her, wrapping my arms around her body and hugging her. "I missed you, mom." She wrapped her arms around me and I ignored the smell of weed and some other sort of drug.

She was my mom and the house had felt empty. I had made mistakes because my normal routine had slipped through my fingers. I was always home, making sure my mom was here but she had left, and I was just bouncing on adrenaline, letting it control my life for a couple of nights.

I pulled back from her, not wanting Mike. "I'm going to go to bed. I'm really tired tonight." I faked a yawn before taking a few steps backwards.

"We want food." Tony said, lighting up a cigarette in his hands.

"Go make it yourself."

He glared at me. "Go and make steak and chips." He looked at his friends. "Ya feeling some meat, boys?"

They agreed, opening the drinks. "We're starving, sweetie." Mom patted my cheek as if I was a young girl. "Make us some food."

"There's no steak."