Kidnapped by the Mafia novel Chapter 21

"Why didn't you tell me Love?"

Blood rushed to my face again as I squirmed in place. Embarrassment finally washed over me as I realized what I had revealed to them.

"D-Donna told me that i-it's considered bad in the society to tell someone when you're on your period."

Severus sighed, running a hand through his hair. A habit which he rarely showed and on the occasions that he showed it was when he felt even slightly weird.

"Yes, but I'm your husband aren't I. I should know in case you don't want to be touched during this time."

I shook my head rapidly before rushing out a response.

"I-I like being hugged sometimes a-and I like you too."

He smiled in return and pulled me into a hug as I squeaked.

"Alright then, lets get back to the room. Do you want chocolate?"

I nearly started dancing on spot as he asked the one question I had been dying to be asked.

"Yes please!"

I grinned as he led me to the room, turning away so I could change before leaving the training area with him. We approached our room and were shocked to find Edward sitting on the couch, silently contemplating if he should remove himself from it, as if we'd left germs on it.

"What is it?"

Severus questioned, closing and locking the door behind himself. I settled onto the bed, resisting the urge to fall asleep. They sat across from each other and soon began talking business.

"You were right, we found them all. Half of them have been killed in combat and the rest are currently in hiding."

My blood went cold as I heard the authoritative darkness in Severus's voice.

"Sniff them out if you have to and make sure you leave at least one of them alive for questioning."

Edward replied with a quick 'yes' before his phone rang and he left saying it was regarding 'that'. It seemed to be a code word and Severus understood as he walked Edward out before locking the door. He removed his jacket, closed the curtains and the lights, before slipping under the blanket with me.

His arm fell over my waist as he nuzzled my neck from behind. I could practically tell he was not feeling as calm as he was pretending to be and I took it upon myself as I turned to him, to calm him down. He parted his eyes when I began massaging his scalp, a pleasured groan emitted from his mouth as I pressed my fingers into all the right spots to relieve any form of hypertension.

Seeing the confused look at my face, he spoke up, clarifying what I had just heard him and Edward speak about.

"I believe I've already explained the concept of smaller branches of the gang to you?"

I nodded quickly so he could continue.

"I had my doubts at the beginning, since they had been involved in all the abductions that my father monitored, I wasn't exactly believing them being completely off and away from such disgusting acts. So I had Edward and his fellowship look into it. It turns out that I was right, and we need to find out who is supporting them from inside the base since it clearly isn't my father."

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"These are the new ones, I've had every single detail about them written down to perfection. From the day they were born till the day we found them, everything you asked for is there."

I heard Severus hum in response, my eyes still shut tight as Edward continued speaking.

"We managed to drag them out and obliterate them but that's where the problem comes in~"

Severus interrupted before Edward could continue, a dark reminder in his tone.

"I told you to leave one of them alive for questioning."

I parted my eyes slowly, I was rolled into a fetus position as both of them sat on the couch. Edward too lost in avoiding Severus's cold stare and Severus too lost in staring him down; neither of them noticed me peeping at them.

"Uhh, well... you see... things got a bit out of hand. One of my members was wounded as well. That's how bad it was, we didn't know that they had signed treaties with other gan~"

Severus once again interrupted, hands intertwined covering half of his face as his elbows rested on his parted knees.

"Who?"

Edward gulped before replying, his voice not stuttering or wavering but low enough to relay that their enemy was strong enough to not be muttered out loud.