The Mafia's Queen: Entangled With A Psycho.

Becca stared at Leo's face as he carried her to their room after he blatantly declared he would impregnate her and as much as she wanted to be offended by how nonconsensual he was making it sound, deep down she didn't hate the idea of having babies with him. The thought of being pregnant with Leo's child looked kinda inviting.

'The fuck, Becca, what the hell are you thinking?! It was a bad idea. A horrible idea, especially now when it is clearly way too soon.' Her mind scolded her for giving Leo's plan a second thought, reprimanding her for letting him plant the idea in her head.

But she couldn't help it, Leo just had a way of making everything sound nice. Alluring. You can't really blame a woman for thinking about it, can you?

She didn't say a word all through, hoping he would forget his newfound quest because, from the way he spoke about it earlier, she knew his mind wouldn't change easily. He wanted a baby and he was going to put one in her. He wouldn't forget something like that.

Leo opened their bedroom door and walked towards the bed with Becca in his arms, gently laying her on it. Smiling as his eyes ravished her— which was the only way he could at the moment.

Of all the ways God screwed with the male species, it was giving women periods that hurt the most.

His gaze swept through her body before settling on her chest, thankful that he buttoned her shirt back up because there would be problems if he hadn't.

" You can use the bathroom first if you want." Becca's voice break the intensity of Leo's eye-fuck and he immediately snapped out of it.

"Okay." He answered, knowing that staying next to her with all the wicked thoughts jumping in his head was a bad idea.

Before Becca, unfortunately, got her period, Leo used to be the most sexually active man— a beast— but now it felt like a million years since he had last been inside her. The good old days when he used to make love to her until she passed out. Now he was just left with the memories. Memories that did nothing but reignited his fiery desire for Becca.

Sighing, Leo began stripping the clothes off his body. Starting with his shirt then moving to unbuckle his belt while Becca laid on the bed staring at him. Her eyes were glued to him, following every single movement of his hands as he undressed. Enjoying every second of the free striptease.

She gulped as his trousers dropped to the floor, hearing the sound of her heart beating fast in her chest. It wasn't the first time Becca had watched Leo take off his clothes, it wasn't the first time she had seen his basketball bat either but for some reason, it always felt new to her.

Right from the start, she knew that the sight of Leo's naked body was something she would never get used to and at the same time never get enough of.

She pursed her lips and shut her eyes for a few seconds and by the time she opened them, the first thing they landed on was Leo's ass as he ambled to the bathroom.

Fuck! Becca sank deeper into the mattress, staring at the ceiling for God knows how long until she had the bathroom door open again and Leo emerged from it. His lower body was covered and his sopping hair taunted her sex hormones.

With just a towel around his waist— the towel Becca hoped would fall— Leo stepped into the and began drying his hair, chuckling when he noticed Becca's unsubtle stares.

At this point, Becca's mouth wasn't even close to being dry, certainly not with the drool pooling out of it.

" Do you really want to see me naked? Because I would gladly pull off the towel for you." Leo chuckled and Becca blinked hard, her cheeks pink as she averted her gaze from the sinful sight to stare at the bedsheets. 

Why was Leo even asking? Didn't her intense gaze on his abs give him the gist or was he just doing this to tease her? 

One thing Becca learned from living with Leo was that he was a shameless stripper. Even his belt couldn't keep his pants on when he wanted them off so what would a towel do? It only proved the fact even more, he was doing it to tease her to death and it was working.

Like the shameless man he was, Leo tugged the towel loose to wear his pajamas pants but the only thing different from the first time he did this and now was Becca peeking at him.

Back then Becca would avert her gaze from him but now was way different. Becca's eyes worked swiftly as she embarked on a heist of stealing sneaky glances at his body. His sweet sweet body.

It really shouldn't be considered a heist since Leo was deliberately showing off his body to her, making her choke on her saliva.

" Aren't you going to use the bathroom?" Leo asked after getting dressed.

There was truly no need for a shower when Becca practically just swam in her drool.

She pursed her lips, wishing Leo would strip for her again but was too shy to ask for it.

Disheartened, Becca climbed off the bed and shuffled to the bathroom with a pout on her lips. Hoping Leo would read her mind and rip off those clothes on him but alas, he wasn't a sorcerer.

After her shower, Becca returned to the room and Leo dimmed the lights, laying on his side of the bed. She smiled as she walked towards the bed and laid next to him, expecting his arms to curl around her like they always did before she fell asleep but this time they didn't.

Leo, for the first time, stayed still on his side of the bed, not even staring at her but the ceiling. The fucking ceiling.

She waited for him to roll to her side and pull her into his embrace but he didn't. Nothing happened. Didn't he want to hug her? Why wasn't he hugging her? Was he upset about the baby thing?

Becca rained questions on herself and turned to look at him. His eyes were closed but could still tell he was awake. He didn't look as relaxed as he did when he was asleep.

" Leo," Becca called out with a soft voice and Leo's eyelids moved.

" Yes, my love." He answered, his eyes still closed and Becca bit her lip nervously.

What would she say? Was she going to be like ' Leo, don't you want to cuddle with me? Or probably be like ' Leo, I need you to hug me?' 

Becca knew that both options would make her sound pathetic and needy but it wasn't her fault. With Leo always wrapping his arms around her, Becca had become addicted to his hugs and didn't know if she could live without them.

She stayed silent for a few seconds before mustering the courage to speak.

" Don't you want to cuddle?" She asked and her cheeks immediately turned dark pink with a blush. And was thankful that Leo dimmed the lights of their room before getting on the bed.

Leo let out a sigh and turned to look at her while she stared back at him.

" You are on your period and I don't think I can trust myself if I hug you in bed," Leo answered honestly and Becca giggled before scooting her body closer to his.

" Well, I trust you." She said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his chest. If he didn't want to hug her then she would hug him.

Leo sucked in a sharp breath, feeling Becca's breast pressed to his chest as she hugged him— she wasn't wearing a bra, it was her little way of torturing him.

Slowly, Leo release his hand from Becca's embrace and used it to rub her back, later curling it around her waist and she smiled at him in response.

" It's not fair," Becca stated and Leo gaze down at her.

" What isn't?" He asked and she adjusted in his arms to find a more comfortable spot.

" You know more about me than I know about you," Becca complained and Leo chuckled.

" That's because I did my research." 

Leo's response pissed Becca off because she knew even though she did a ton of research about him, she wouldn't find anything. She couldn't stalk a man who practically made himself invisible to the public.

" Alright, educate me then." 

" On what?" 

Becca looked up at him, her smile still intact. " On you, silly," Becca said.

" Remember what happened last time I told you about myself, you started crying," Leo said, recalling how Becca sobbed just from hearing a portion of his sad past.

Becca's smile shrunk into a pout and stared at Leo with sad pleading eyes.

" I promise I won't cry this time," Becca assured but Leo wasn't having any of it. He didn't budge, all he did was shut his eyes to ignore her pleas.

Seeing her sad eyes and pouting weren't hitting the mark this time, Becca decided to up her game.

Her arms were still wrapped around Leo as she began shaking him into submission. " Please, Leo. Please. Please." She whined, shaking him until she heard him sigh and grinned when she saw his eyes open.

Leo opened his eyes and stared at her, hoping their children wouldn't be as persuasive as she was because if they were, he would be done for.

Becca grinned victoriously as Leo adjusted on the bed, her ears perking up like wireless antennas ready to receive information.

" Which part of my life do you want to hear about?" Leo asked and Becca became indecisive.

He was almost twenty-nine and had probably experienced a lot of things, which one to pick?

" Anything from the top of your head," Becca answered, letting him choose for her instead.

" What I have at the top of my head definitely isn't about my family." Leo licked his lips as he stared down at her chest.

Becca noticed where his gaze was fixed and huffed. " Fine, how were your parents like?" Becca asked so she would drag Leo's mind out of anything breast-related but failed to catch how his eyes hardened at the mere mention of his parents. His jaw clenched as he searched his brain for something about his parents that wasn't infuriating or depressing but most of the memories he had of them were just that. Infuriating and depressing.

He turned to Becca, who stared at him with expectant eyes and swallowed, not having a clue what to tell her.. Knowing she would certainly cry again that night.