Virgin Nanny Tames Mafia Boss: 'Do You Love Me, or Is It Just Your Possessive Nature?'

The Angelini Mansion was a sprawling estate, filled with opulence and grandeur. But to Davina, it was simply home. She padded into the living room, her hand wrapped around Mikey's small fingers. Gabriel, the head of the Angelini family, was engrossed in the newspaper.

"Gabriel," Davina said, her voice laced with a playful edge.

Gabriel looked up, his dark eyes meeting hers. "Yes, my dear?"

Davina took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "Do you love me?"

Gabriel blinked, caught off guard by her question. Davina took the opportunity to needle him. "Oh, I see. You're a heartless mafia boss, after all."

Gabriel's lips quirked into a smirk. He stood, pulling Davina closer. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "I may be the head of a criminal empire, but I'm not heartless."

Davina's cheeks flushed at his words. She rolled her eyes, trying to hide her smile. "Well, are you going to recite a poem now?"

Gabriel chuckled, his arms tightening around her. "No, but I can show you how much I care."

He pulled away, his eyes dark with desire. "Mikey, go to your room."

Mikey obeyed, scampering off. Once they were alone, Gabriel spoke again. "I have feelings for you, Davina. Strong ones."

Davina raised an eyebrow, her heart racing. "Oh?"

Gabriel nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes."

Before Davina could respond, Gabriel's lips were on hers. She melted into the kiss, her body responding to his touch. She could feel his arousal, pressing against her.

Davina pulled away, her breath coming in short gasps. "You're eager as a teenager."

Gabriel growled, his eyes dark with desire. He stood, lifting Davina in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck.

He carried her to the nearby couch, their lips never breaking contact. They continued their make-out session, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Davina could feel herself getting wet, her body responding to his touch.

Gabriel started undressing her, his eyes dark with desire. Davina purred, "you're such a control freak."

Gabriel smirked, his eyes meeting hers. "And you love it."

Davina couldn't deny it. She surrendered to his touch, her body responding to his every move. She was his, and he was hers. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.