Sharing The Mafia Boss

Sunday morning

Dedicated to nerdygummies2002 because she is awesome and was the first person to ever comment

Hy guys
So I decided to write the night Kat doesn't remember as a third person POV. I know it makes no sense, why am I even writing it like this? But unfortunately I'm crazy that way. I wanted to write this in the third person POV because I wanted you to see both perspectives from that night and not only Kat's.  I didn't know what I should call this chapter, so Sunday Morning it is. That's all
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Sunday morning
3 am

Christian paced around the hallway, glancing at the door to see if that idiot that he called his third wife wasn't  back yet. His jacket long gone, somewhere on the lounge's wooden floor. He took it off as soon as he got news that Katherine wasn't back yet. Sure the woman infuriated him, but he still had to make sure she was safe. Christian had come up with a master plan to make sure no one knows she is his wife, but she so happened to introduce herself as his other wife at the last party he hosted in home for all his allies in the mafia. Christian strictly told her not to tell anyone that she was his wife, but she was too stubborn to listen. Sure, it did amuse Christian when he saw her in that hideous dress his wives got her, but no one in the mafia, allies or not, we're supposed to know that he had another important person in his life. He already had to make sure that 7 people in his life were always safe, now he had to protect one more person. Christian still couldn't figure out why his mother would make him marry Katherine. He was grateful she was getting better, his mother was one of the most important people in his life. Christian checked the time.
'3:10, dammit where is she? '
Christian questioned himself. He had many enemies in London that could have found out about Katherine and could try to harm her just to get to him. Christian walked to the large window in the lounge and saw that all his men were done with there rounds and had retreated to their house. He, himself had arrived an hour ago from a meeting in Italy with the Italian mafia, one of his biggest allies. On his way back, his thoughts were focused on getting home and getting into bed with Sophia. But his hopes were crushed when he realised that Katherine wasn't around. He didn't even know she was gone. He could have sent some of his men to find her, but he knew that she was capable of taking care of herself. Christian hated to admit it, but Katherine was a strong woman. Looking out the window wasn't helping either because it was pitch black outside. Although the lights outside illuminated the driveway and showed a small glimpse of his neighbors house across the street, he still couldn't see much. Christian decided to give up as this wasn't the first time she slept somewhere else. But after how well he got on with her he had to make sure she was safe. At 3:30 Christian gave up and started walking to Sophia's room. As Christian walked away, Katherine fumbled  with the door knob outside and as soon as it opened she stumbled into the house with a huge grin on her face. Going to the club with her friends always made her feel happy. For lawyers they did know how to party. She closed the door and took off her shoes
"Christian" She called out when she saw him walking up the stairs. He turned back and walked back to her. Taking in her appearance, he was slightly enraged at what he saw. Katherine wore a sluty deep blue dress with a plunging neckline and it ended just above her arse Hiding all the important parts. She bent down and picked up her shoes, he couldn't help but stare at her firm arse.
'Snap out of it Christian ' He instructed himself. Christian took a look at her hands and took a closer look at her left hand, and noticed that her wedding ring wasn't there.
"Katherine, where is your ring? " He questioned her.
'She couldn't have lost it. It was worth a lot of money '
Katherine stayed silent
"Well, where is it? " He asked. Katherine lazily looked down at her left hand then answered
"Oh the ring. Don't give me that look Christian, I didn't lose it. I just left it on my vanity before I left"
"Why would you leave it? Oh so you could act like a slag at the club and pretend you weren't married" Christian claimed angrily
"Really Christian a slag? Are you fuckin kidding me? " Asked Katherine completely surprised that her own husband would accuse her of that. Without waiting for an answer, she walked away but Christian griped her hand
"Let me go Christan " Katherine said through her teeth. Though she hated to admit it, but ever since their make out in the kitchen Christian's touch had affected her. Not a lot just a bit, but just enough to make her want to be far away from him as possible. Christian large rough hand engulfed her small wrist and all she wanted was for him to let her go
"What do you expect me to do Katherine?"
"To trust me Christian. I didn't do anything. Well I don't even know how it concerns you? " She asked. Christian was surprised that he could even argue with her while she looked drunk and also reeked of alcohol.
"Then why did you take off your ring? If you had it on, then men would have seen that you are married. That you are mine " Christian stated making Katherine laugh.
"Yours, are you fuckin kidding me? Plus a ring doesn't mean anything in the club. Even if I had it on, it wouldn't have stopped me from dancing with Marty. " Katherine stated and finally got out of Christian's grip.
"Who the fuck is Marty? " asked Christian as he followed Katherine who had walked away. She didn't even look back when she said
"A friend " And she continued walking to her room. She almost reached her room when Christian slammed her into the wall with as his green eyes turned into a dark green, resembling a tree deep in a forest
"Dont you fuckin test me you bitch. Who the fuck is Marty? " Christian asked extremely furious. Katherine couldn't believe he called her a bitch. And to think she was starting to warm up to him
"I don't appreciate being called a bitch Christian " Katherine said calmly even though she wanted to rip his head off
"Then stop acting like one. Tell me Katherine, who the bloody fuck is Marty? " Asked Christian again as his hands roughly griped  her arms. Katherine started to feel the pain that Christian was inflicting upon her, but she said nothing.
"Like I said before Christian, he is just a bloody friend. Well he was more than a friend " Katherine mumbled the last part but to her dismay he heard it. What he heard made him more furious. His grip on Katherine tightened
"More than a friend Katherine. Who is he? "
"He was not my boyfriend if that's what you are thinking "
"Than who was he to you? "
"Nobody Christian. Even if we were something more, it doesn't concern you one bit" Katherine said as she tried to get out of his grip. She knew that she would have bruises if he didn't let her go now.
"You are mine Katherine. Get that through your fuckin thick skull. We may not do all the shit married couples do but you are my wife, mine" He said
"But it still doesn't stop me from doing everything I want to "
"Katherine who is Marty? I will ask you this one last time. And if you don't answer, so help me God" Christian threatened making Katherine laugh
"You'll do what? And if you desperately want to know, Marty and I were friends with benefits " She said calmly and finally got out of his grip and rushed to her room with Christian right behind her, infuriated.
"Friends with what? " Christian shouted as he entered her room
"Friends with benefits. I thought you heard me right " Said Katherine as she walked around the room as she looked for nothing in particular
"For how long? " asked Christian as he tried to keep his cool
"Four months or so" Katherine said as she sat on her bed
"And you expect me not to call you a bitch or a slag"
"Just drop the subject Christian. So what I fucked him with no strings attached for four months." said Katherine as she walked towards Christian
"It matters because you danced with him "
"Nothing happened Christian" She claimed as she stood in front of him. The dress she wore was clinging to her like second skin, she had to take it off. She had to feel comfortable because she knew that it was going to be a long night with Christian around. Katherine thought about get one of her T-shirts but zeroed in on Christian's shirt. Katherine stepped closer and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Katherine stop, you are going to regret this in the morning " He said as he held her wrists
"What do you mean by regret this in the morning Christian? So you are inclining that you would sleep with me but you are concerned about how I would feel tomorrow morning? " She asked with a laugh. It made Christian think and he couldn't answer
"For a mafia boss you sure are pathetic. Concerned about my feelings. I don't do petty feelings Christian. I lost those long ago. Now be a good boy and let me take off your shirt, I promise I won't do anything remotely stupid " She said and started unbuttoning his shirt. Neither he or she spoke as she continued not even after she took it off. Katherine couldn't help but admire his body. This was the first -hopefully not the last- time she had seen Christian's perfectly toned body. Katherine snapped out of it and walked to her vanity, she placed the shirt on it and turned to Christian
"You might wanna turn around. If you don't want to, it's fine with me" She said and turned her back on Christian.She took of her dress. Although Christian tried to look away, he couldn't. Her sun-kissed skin, gorgeous long legs, firm great arse and how perfectly the lace underwear she wore had Christian silently groan. He couldn't find her attractive or sexy, he promised them and he intended to keep that promise. Christian shoved his stupid, perverted thoughts to the back of his mind as Katherine finished putting on his shirt. It smelled like him and she couldn't help but like it. It made her feel safe. Christian's gaze shamelessly roamed Katherine's body, he couldn't help but admit that his shirt suited her perfectly.
"I'm done. I want to go to sleep" Katherine stated
"Well,  I'm not done with you. Who is Marty? " Christian asked
"No one. I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back" She said and walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she still wasn't back and suddenly her phone rang, indicating that she had a message. Christian couldn't help himself and he picked up her slim black phone. He had never checked a women's phone before, Katherine was making him do things he had never done. He looked at the message that read:
' I had a great time tonight. I still can't believe you can give me a hard-on. Guess a few things will never change. I want to do it again. Hope we can have lunch and dessert at my place -Marty