First message
I am daughter of a mafia man. I’ll admit I been spoild but I never been happy. He’s done me some childhood trauma. Nothing too serious just being a absolute dog shit father but masks it with gifts and suppodly he “loves me” so as payback to give him the same tone of his medicine. I hooked up with his enemy. Another mafia man. He’s such a handsome and sexy man. I’ll never get over it. But he’s really possessive and overprotective. He wants to control me but I always step up into his fire. It’s like he’s the fire and I’m the gasoline of his fire. That’s one thing he loves about me he said. That I don’t take bullshit from anyone especially him.
we had a extreme argument me and him. Due to his possessiveness. I love it I’ll admit he makes me feel like I’m the only woman in his world. But he got a little out of Hand with a friend of mine. He thought he was flirting with me when Brandon actually goes for the opposite team. We argued for 50 minutes. Both yelling at each other. Saying hurtful things to each other. I never send him this mad, and sure he hasn’t seen me this mad and hurt as well.I asked him “what am I to you Alfonzo?! Just a play possession?!..we’re not even dating we never put a label..we just have sex!.. i told him tears down my face a mess. As he strides towards me and holds my waist and says. In his deep sexy voice.
you. Are. Mine,my sweet Butterfly. You want a label? Fine. Fucking marry me. I look up at him eyes widen with tears. He just said marrige?..