"Mrs Ella. Mrs Ella you have to get up." George says squatting before her on the floor. She opens her eyes and sloppily holds his hand for support as she raises her head to look at him. "Capo George, hii." She giggles as she reaches for his face. George looks away from her and sighs. He holds her hand and pulls her up but staggers trying to stand well, so he steadies her placing his hands on her back. She holds his shoulder for support and smiles at him. "Aww." She giggles playing with his cheek. "You're always there when I'm broken. You still like me, huh?" She giggles before she suddenly frowns. "Why don't you just tell William to love me back? Even if it's only for a moment, hmm?" Tears starts to flow down her cheeks and George bit his bottom lips sighing deeply. Just when would she stop crying because of William? He hates to see her like this. "Come on now, I'll take you home." He says ignoring what she said and tries to lead her out of the club. She shakes her head abruptly. "No no no! I don't want to go home, William is not there." She whines, still sobbing. George sighs and holds her in his arms with his left hand before dipping his hand into his pocket. He brings out his phone and starts to dial William's number. Ella stretches and sees what he's doing. Despite being drunk, she knows very well that he's about to call her husband and so she hits the phone away from his hand making it fall to the floor with a crack. George stares at the phone with wide eyes before turning back to look at Ella. "You have to go home, I'm sure you came here yourself again without your bodyguards." He reaches for her hand and starts pulling her with him but she drags with him sloppily. "Let me go! Stop meddling and f**king let me go!" She yells trying to drag her hand off from his. "Fine!" George yells and lets go of her. Unable to stand properly, she falls to floor and just lies there. George walks over to where she had thrown his phone and he picks it up. He sighs, "I have important stuffs in this." He murmurs looking at the phone before he walks over to the table and takes her hand bag. He searches inside looking for her phone but didn't find it. He walks back to where she is lying and lifts her up by the waist. He carries her in his arms and takes her bag before walking out of the club before he makes his way to the garage and opens the door of his car. He places her on her back in the back seat before going over to the driver seat. He starts the car and moves out of the club surrounding. His stares at Ella through the mirror and she seems to be asleep so he focuses on driving. He is going to take her back to the mansion. The fact that she would go to a club all by herself to drink because of William really annoys him but there's nothing he could do about it. She's married to him and he could only watch from afar. That's what he had always done anyway, to watch her from afar. Just as he makes a left turn, he feels her hand caress his neck and he turns around. She giggles at him, "You are always there when I'm heartbroken, you're a true friend George." She says as she runs her hand down on his neck slowing moving down to his chest. George gulps and sighs before removing her hands from his chest. "You're drunk." He says as he focuses back on driving. "I don't want to go to that empty house, he's not even there. Don't take me there pleaseee." She whines as her starts sobbing again. "You have to go back home, the consigliere will not be happy to see you like this." "Take me with you George, I don't want to go, please." She says as she continues sobbing. George bit his bottom lips and sighs ignoring her plea. "Just this once..." She sniffles. "I don't want to go back now. Even if he is there, he would only get angry and curse at me. I... I don't want that right now, please." George clenches the steering as he breathe out. "Fine, fine. I won't take you there." She stops sobbing at once and moves her face closer to his giving a peck on the cheek and smiles broadly, "Thank you George." She moves away and sit back on the seat staring at him. He would have ignored her and taken her home but he didn't see any difference. William would not be at the house anyway and he wouldn't even care if Ella's in the house or not. He would just take her to his place for the night. At least, he can look after her properly. Soon, he reaches his house and parks his car at the garage before helping her out of the car.Just as he holds her in his arms closing the door of the car, she suddenly throws up staining her own body and his body. He rubs her hair gently soothing her. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." He says carrying her in his arms inside the house. He takes her upstairs and place her on the bed inside his room. He takes off his shirt and puts in the bathroom sink since it's drenched with vomit but he doesn't take Ella's clothes off. She tugs at her clothes in discomfort as she lies on the bed. He would have taken off her clothes but she's a lady and he's a man. Besides, he might not be able to control himself. And so, he decides to leave her to rest in the room but as he turns to leave, she grabs him back by the wrist. He turns to her and sees her looking at him with her eyes raking his body. "I want to take a shower." She pouts as she tells him. George sighs and nods. "I will have my maid come to do that for you." He turns to leave but she holds him back again and this time, she stands up from the bed holding him for support. George stares at her, his eyes not missing her every move. This girl is really going to make things hard for him tonight. Standing properly with her hands holding his shoulders, she moves her hands down to his waist and wraps them around him. She looks up to him with a grin on her face. "Why don't you want you stay with me, George?" She says biting her bottom lips as she tries hard to hold him tight but her legs continues to wiggle. "You need to lie down Mrs Ella." He says removing her hands from his waist. As soon as he removes her hands from his waist, she stumbles almost falling but he catches her by the waist pulling her to his chest in the process. She giggles as she takes the opportunity to slide her right hand down to his trouser. She caresses him down there but George quickly pushes her hand away. "Get yourself together, Mrs Ella." He says gritting his teeth. She smiles deviously as she moves away from his hold and tries to stand on her own. "Stop calling me 'Mrs Ella' George. I prefer it when you call me by my name, like you used to. I've missed that." She reaches for him and runs her hands on his abs tracing down his torso. George gulps trying hard to restrain himself as he holds her hands to stop her. She's just drunk and would not even remember all this that she's doing right now. "That's enough, please." He says the last word desperately. "Aww.." She giggles as she wiggles about while he holds her wrists. "You're scared you wouldn't be able to stop yourself? So you still like me then." George shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. "You have to go back to bed Ella." She smiles and bit her lips seductively. "Yeah, it's better when you call my name only." He looks away from her and tries to take her to the bed. He's trying his every best not to do anything but she just keeps tempting him. He moves her to the bed but she wouldn't lie down and she sits down on the bed holding his waist tightly while looking up to him. "You are annoying." She says apparently drunk. "You... You..." She points at him. "You told me you like me, didn't you? You... You confessed that you liked me before . Why are you refusing me now?" George sighs carries her up from the bed in her arms. And what if he did confessed that he liked her? She didn't take him seriously and married William anyway. He has had enough, if he doesn't put her to sleep, he would die of torture. She struggles with him but he wouldn't let go of her. Then he lets her go but on the bed so she's lying with her back and is about to step back when she wraps her arms around him. "I know you do. When everything was still good, when all this mafia stuffs haven't gotten into all of your heads. Things were great." She says holding him tight. George could feel her breasts pressing against his chest and her exquisite scent fills his senses. He needs to get away from her now before he'd do something stupid while she's in a vulnerable state. "Even at those days, William never even saw me as a friend. You were the only one who did. He has never looked at me. I have always been the one chasing and begging, but he wouldn't even glance in my direction. I'm only a tool to him but then, you abandoned me too, is that fair? Even if we can't be together, can't we be friends?" "Please get some rest Ella." He says trying to withdraw her hold but she tightens her arms around him. "Don't you want me as well?" She asks making a sad expression. George looks at her his heart aching from seeing her in such state. If only she knows. If only she knows how long it's taken him to suppress his feelings and wants. Her mere presence alone is a torture for him. She might only be aware he has a crush on her but she doesn't how deep his feelings are for her. Her eyes were and will only be for William, who cares about nothing or anyone but the mafia. It was less torture since she left the country months ago but now she's back and not only that, but she's in his room asking him if he doesn't want her? "You do not desire me as well?" It hurts him so much that she loves William and is like this because of him. He doesn't deserve her, he would only destroy that cheerful heart of hers which he's been doing already. He had once told her he liked her when they were in their teens but she never took him serious. She only saw him as a friend and nothing more. He couldn't take the torture anymore so he ended their friendship and kept a distance from her. "Of course I find you desirable." He assures her. He cannot deny that fact. Her arms slowly and sloppily moves around his neck. "Then kiss me." She brings her face close to his, so close that he could feel her hot breath on his mouth. He purses his lips and stares at her seductive lips trying everything in him to restrain himself from kissing her but then, she bit her lips again. "You really don't want me?" She whispers. He gulps and without thinking, he grabs her neck and claims her lips with his. She tightens her hands around his neck and kisses him back but then, he pulls away staring at her. He knows now that he has made a big mistake by bringing her to his room. Ella grabs his neck suddenly and pulls him into a deep kiss. His eyes widen in shock. She runs her hands on his smooth low cut hair sucking and nibbing his lips. He pulls away and removes her hands from his neck. She sits on knees on the bed and stares at him. He looks at her eyes and all he could see is lust, the type that matches his own at the moment. He couldn't hold himself any longer so he leans down and presses soft kisses on her collarbone, and then her jaw, down to her neck. He captures her lips again with his in a tender kiss. She sighs into his mouth and moves her hands to the back of his head deepening the kiss. He pulls her closer feeling her body against his. He trails kisses down her jaw and then to her throat before sucking on her neck leaving a hickey. He slid his hands down to her thighs and lifts her up while she wraps her legs around his waist. He caresses her thighs pulling her dress up. He moves to the bed and gently places her on the bed. He climbs on top of her and slowly slides the hand of her gown down to her shoulders. She arches her back so he could slide the dress pass her waist. He kisses a path down her chest and stomach. Ella could feel the heat of his lips making her money ache for more. He moves further down and opening her legs apart, he kisses her smooth tender skin of her inner thighs. She holds unto his neck as he moves up slowly kissing her hip. He captures her lower lips and sucks on it. Ella moans into his mouth, her hands moving to the back of my his head to pull him down. George grabs her legs and pulls her closer adjusting himself between her legs. As he keeps kissing her, he gently pushes himself inside but just as he is about entering her, he hears her moan. "Oh William." He freezes and his movement stops. He gulps biting his lips trying to suppress the hurt he is feeling from hearing her say that. He gets off from her, he could no longer continue with anything. He lies on the bed with his back against the bed. He sighs clenching his fist as he curses himself inwardly for being a fool, again and again. ****** The sound of a phone ringing is heard in the room and Ella squints her eyes open. She roams her eyes around the room wondering where she is. She slowly sits up and look beside her but there's no one. She looks at the table and sees a bottle of hangover drink on the table. What in the world has happened? Where is she? Just then, the door opens and George walks inside. He only looks at her without saying a word. "George?" He sits on the chair beside the table and looks down. "What...What happened? I...I cant remember anything." "Have the hangover drink first." George says gesturing to the drink on the table. She nods and takes the drink. She opens it and gulps almost half of it before turning back to George. "Did we.." She starts to say and George understanding what she's talking about, shakes his head. "No." She heaves a deep sigh and relaxes her head on the headboard slat. She turns to him. "You came through for me again, thank you." George but his bottom lips before he stands from the sofa. "Please leave Ella, you don't want the consigliere to find out you're here. It won't make any sense." Ella's expression turns sad as she tries to look at him but he wouldn't even glance at her. She must have done something stupid last night. "Did I do something wrong last night?" He shakes his head, "No you didn't. Ella..." He sighs. "Aside from being your husband's friend, I'm a capo and you're the consigliere's wife. We shouldn't be in the same room, it's wrong. I'm sorry, it's my fault. You should leave now." Ella stares at him before she climbs out of the bed. "Do you have a jacket, so I can at least cover myself? My dress is stained." He points to his a jacket already on the bed. He was too heartbroken that he forgot to ask the maid to change her clothes. He stares at her messed up dress and sighs. She takes her bag from the table and reached for the jacket before putting it on. "You should take a cab to the club you went to last night, your car is there. I could drop you off but..." She cuts in, "No no it's fine. I have already disturbed you enough." She walks over to the door but pauses. "Can't we be friends again, George?" George sighs before turning to her. "That would be uncomfortable for me, Ella." Ella bit her lips and nods. "Right. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." She reaches for the door and leaves the room. "I'm f**king stupid." He curses loudly in anger and frustration. He has been able keep away from her for a long time now and he almost messed things up just last night. His history with Ella is a complicated one and he could ruin things if he can't control himself. There are a lot of stupid things she had pushed him to in her drunken states. Xoxo Thank you for reading. Please do well to comment. I love you all.