Mafiaboss!Chris x Ballerina!Fiona
Previous chapters and intro here!
CW: making out, some degrading, manipulation/peer pressuring, lots of touching…lmk if there’s something I missed
It’s been 46 days, 9 hours, and 11 minutes since Fiona officially decided to stay with Chris even after she’d healed. The two of them were currently in bed sluggishly waking up from their slumber.
Fiona was no longer connected to IV poles and heart monitors. Allowing her to fully embrace Chris’s touch like she dreamed of doing since she met him.
Chris’s arms were wrapped around Fiona’s waist, his hands slightly grazing her stomach where only scars laid now. Fiona was the first to start stirring awake but even with her delicate movements. Chris still became fully conscious the moment Fiona an inch.
“Good morning my love,” Chris groggily said.
Fiona grinned, “good morning,” she whispered as she stretched out her arms and legs before turning to face Chris. “Did you sleep well?” Fiona questioned, “Always when I’m next to you.” Chris confidently answered, he then cupped Fiona’s face and passionately pressed his lips to hers.
Like muscle memory, Fiona immediately melted into the sweet embrace. Chris was addicted to Fiona’s taste and Fiona adored everything that Chris did in general. So every morning they fell into a habit of making out until their lips would get too swollen to continue.
Chris pulled away only enough so he could see Fiona’s doe eyes and plump lips. He ran his fingers through her hair as he admired her presence. “I’m obsessed with you,” Fiona whispered.
“I know you are sweetheart,”
Fiona bit her lip, “so…what are we gonna do today?” Chris paused for a moment then slowly got out of the bed. “I have to take care of some business around town today.” He looked back at
Fiona, no expression shown on his face.
“Well can I come with you?” Fiona innocently asked. Chris shaked his head looking back at Fiona, “no, no it’s too dangerous for you to go out. Especially while I'm taking care of business…I can’t risk you getting hurt again.” Fiona frowned,
Chris hasn’t let Fiona leave the estate since she’s gotten there. Fiona knew that Chris just wanted to protect her from getting injured or even worse…killed. But deep down Fiona wished she could still go out like she used too.
She missed ballet, she missed roaming the streets of Boston, and yes she’d much rather be stuck in a mansion with her true love. But still she ached a bit when she’d think about it.
“Don’t worry sweetheart I’ll be back before ya know it.” Chris said before heading out the door.
Fiona was now left alone, which was debatably her worst nightmare. She stayed in bed for a while wondering what she’d do without Chris around to keep her company.
After an hour or two she finally got up from the bed she once laid in and began to get ready for the day.
Alone or not Fiona always liked to doll herself up. So she threw on a long silk black dress Chris had gotten her and gently applied makeup to her face. Lastly she slipped into her lace ballet flats to finish the look off.
Half way through her process of getting ready an idea popped into her mind to make chocolate chip cookies for Chris. So now she was on her way to the kitchen to fulfill her idea.
No she was not a baker, nor has she ever baked but she’d do anything for Chris so she’d figure it out one way or another.
When she eventually made it to the kitchen she instantly started looking for an apron. She figured a maid would have left one somewhere in the kitchen and at last she found one tucked away in the dusty corner.
In no time she threw the apron on and began collecting all the ingredients she needed. She grabbed a bowl she found stowed away in the back of the cupboard. Then grabbed a whisk that seemed barely used.
Fiona poured each ingredient, she tried to measure each of them but gave up as time went on. She poured, mixed, kneaded, and tasted on repeat til she got the perfect consistency and taste that cookie dough should have.
With that being said, the cookie dough might have been perfect but Fiona and the rest of the kitchen was not. Fiona had gotten flour all over the counter and herself including her face. She managed to splatter eggs not only onto the cabinets but also in her hair. Plus when she opened the bag of sugar she had spilled it all over the floor.
Fiona looked around at the mess she made, processing it for a moment. Until she remembered the most important part of chocolate chip cookies was chocolate chips which she had not added in yet. “Shit” she whispered to herself,
She began to search every cabinet for chocolate chips. She no longer cared about the mess she made around her, she cared about making these cookies to be perfect for Chris.
She couldn’t find them anywhere, not in the pantry, not in the lower cabinets, not in the higher ones. Til she saw a glimpse of the plastic bag filled with chocolate chips through a cracked cabinet .
The only problem being the cupboard they were in was way too tall for Fiona to reach. She looked around for a step stool but unfortunately there was none in sight.
Fiona suddenly built up the courage to ask one of the guards standing right outside the living room to help her. “Hello…uh could you maybe help me get some chocolate chips out of the cupboard?”
She fidgeted with her fingers waiting for a response. After a couple seconds of no response she asked again but to her surprise he completely ignored her. He stood like a statue, pretending Fiona's existence wasn’t even there.
She huffed and moved onto the next person she saw. One of the maids, the same one she ran into that one evening on her way to Chris’s office. Fiona began to walk towards her but once the maid saw Fiona coming she immediately shuffled into one of the many rooms in that hallway.
Fiona huffed again, stomping her foot on the ground obviously frustrated with these cruel staff members' ways. She just wanted help but yet they either ignored her or ran away.
Fiona stomped back into the kitchen figuring out her own way to get the chocolate chips. She lifted herself slightly onto the counter, knees digging into the marble. She reached up to the cabinet with the chips but they were just out of her reach.
She stretched herself more and more until a voice disrupted her focused mind. “What happened here?” Chris said, Fiona whipped her head towards Chris instantly getting off the counter.
She ran up to him, covering his eyes with her tiny hands. “Oh no you weren’t supposed to see this…I wanted to surprise you…” Chris moved her hands out of his view to see the true mess Fiona made everywhere including herself.
He cupped both of her cheeks, “surprise me with what? A mess?” He joked before picking her up and carrying her to the counter and sitting her down on it as he stood in between her legs.
Fiona began to ramble on, “No, no silly, with cookies but I couldn’t finish them because I couldn’t get the chocolate chips and no one would help me. So now the kitchen is a mess and I’m a mess and-”
Before Fiona could even finish her sentence Chris was already effortlessly grabbing the chocolate chips. “Here you go sweetheart,” Fiona giggled slightly blushed before getting off the counter and finishing what she started.
She began to knead the chocolate chips into the cookie dough as Chris stood behind her, arms wrapped around her waist. He gently kissed her shoulders as he watched Fiona lay cookie dough balls on the pan.
One by one she placed them on the tray until the tray was fully filled. She turned her head back slightly, “could you open the oven?”
Chris immediately let go of Fiona’s waist and moved to the oven. He cautiously opened it and turned the dial to 350 degrees. “Thank you,” Fiona softly said as she brought the pan to the oven carefully placing it in and closing the oven door after.
Chris looked Fiona up and down, still as messy as she was hours ago. “Let’s go clean you up,” he grabbed her hand leading her through the house. Fiona quickly hooked her other arm around him, yearning for closeness.
Once they made it to their room Fiona was already moving towards the bathroom intending on taking a bath like always.
She loved baths, she found them relaxing and peaceful. Chris figured that out after he’d watch her disappear into the bathroom for an hour or so, only hearing little splashes here and there.
Before Fiona could reach the bathroom though Chris tugged in her waist, turning her to face him. “May I join?” Fiona’s eyes widened, she was a tad shocked by his question.
Simply because Chris had never seen her naked at least not yet. Sure he’s seen her in lingerie and he’s gotten pretty handsy with her on multiple occasions. But he’s never asked to see more or do more with her.
“Uh…i don’t know..” Fiona softly replied
“Come on sweetheart, I haven’t seen you all day.”
Chris was right they hadn’t seen each other all day. Fiona hesitated for a second before answering. “Uh okay..you can join me,”
Chris grinned “perfect,” he then took her by the waist and led her to the bathroom. He shut the door, locking it behind them. He walked towards the bathtub, turning the faucet on once he reached it.
The sound of the water hitting the tub was calming to Fiona especially for her nervous system at that moment. She observed as the water filled the tub little by little.
Until Chris moved behind Fiona, “let me help you,” he said referring to her dress. He unzipped it slowly, monitoring Fiona’s body language as he did so.
He stared at the way Fiona fidgeted with her hands, he knew she was nervous. “No need to be scared sweetheart, it’s just me….” Chris’s soothing words helped Fiona more than she expected.
With that Fiona dress slid off her body only her panties were left on. She took a deep breath and took those off too, leaving her fully naked. She looked back at Chris with her doe eyes then stepped into the tub.
All Chris could do was admire Fiona's beautiful, delicate body as she sat down in the tub. He then began to slowly unbutton his black shirt. Fiona watched him deliberately as he pulled down his pants. But quickly whipped her head away when he yanked his boxers down.
Her cheeks started to turn red as she took little peaks at Chris’s naked body. Chris noticed immediately, “You like what you see sweetheart?” He chuckled as he stepped into the tub sitting himself down right behind her.
Fiona was completely embarrassed but that feeling washed away as Chris pulled her into his chest. The nerves she once had have now disappeared and all she could feel is safeness.
“You're the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”
Fiona twirled a strand of her now wet hair. “You don’t mean that,” Chris huffed, wrapping his arms around Fiona’s waist tightly. He leaned into Fiona’s ear, “I don’t lie, not to you, not to anyone in my life…so don't ever tell me I don’t mean something when I do.”
Fiona felt remorse immediately she didn’t mean that in a bad way. “No no I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to say it like that…”
“Relax sweetheart…I’m not mad at you, just had to make sure you knew my morals…”
A feeling of relief washed over Fiona. Her worries went down the drain and all she could feel now was Chris’s warm skin against hers. She wished she could stay like this forever.
“Can we just sit like this for a bit…I like being close to you.” She muttered, Chris summered in response.
They laid there for what felt like hours, until their fingers turned to prunes and the water started to get cold. “We should get out now sweetheart,” Chris got up first. “Alright” Fiona whined, Chris pulled her out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel.
She drained the tub and they walked back into their room together. Fiona sat on the bed as Chris got her nightgown and his pajamas out from the drawer. He threw his pajamas on the bed and looked down at Fiona “May I?” He gestured to her towel. She nodded and he gently took her towel off and helped her put on her nightgown.
Once they both had gotten their pajamas on they were about to lay in bed together til Fiona remembered why they had even taken a bath in the first place.
“The cookies!” Fiona jumped up out of bed running out the door. Chris followed quickly behind her, not wanting her to go by herself.
Fiona made it to the kitchen first, the only thing Chris could see on her face was shock. He picked up his pace a bit until he finally reached her. He looked exactly where she was looking and saw one of his maids, specifically the blonde one already taking the cookies out of the oven for them.
The maid looked over, terror, fear and regret engulfed her. “oh I’m so sorry I just saw they were done and I didn’t want them to burn so I took them out-”
Fiona cut her off immediately walking towards her, “oh don’t be sorry, it was my fault for forgetting about them.” Fiona glanced at Chris,
His jaw was clenched and his arms were crossed. Fiona didn’t understand why but she just figured he was in a mood because they almost burnt the cookies.
Fiona then looked at the maid, fear still flashed upon her face. “I’ll be on my way out then, goodnight Mr Sturniolo.” The maid mumbled before scurrying out of the kitchen.
Finally Chris loosened up, “come darling, come try the cookies.” Fiona waved Chris over to her. He shuffled to where Fiona was.
She held out a piece of a cookie for him to take. He cautiously took it and popped it into his mouth. Fiona waited eagerly for what he thought about it. Once he finished chewing and swallowing he smiled at her “there delicious sweetheart,”
She squealed, jumping into Chris’s arms, “I’m so happy you like them!” She joyfully said. Chris chuckled, embracing her into his arms. Fiona carefully pulled away, “I think it’s time for bed though, don’t you?” Chris said.
Fiona nodded her head, “I suppose”
Chris laced his fingers with her and walked her back to their bedroom. As they were going down the familiar hallway that they’ve gone down thousands of times something odd caught Fiona’s eye.
Down one of the halls she saw the maid she had just been interacting with and another frantically talking to each other. The blonde one seemed in distress and the other was trying to comfort her.
Fiona wondered what had happened but she did wanna force her way in the conversation. Chris noticed Fiona’s wandering eyes and squeezed her hand to get her attention once again. “Just ignore them,” he muttered to her and as always she listened.
Chris pushed their bedroom door open once they made it there. Fiona’s body was tired from the exhausting day and Chris could tell. “Come on sweetheart, let's go to bed now.” He guided her to the bed and gently placed her in her spot.
Chris laid right next to her, distracted on his phone for a moment. Though Fiona’s eyes were half open she still could make out what Chris was typing.
Come to my office in the morning, 10am sharp…I need to speak with you.
Fiona’s mind would have pondered for much longer what that message could have meant and who it could have even been for. But Fiona’s weary state cut those thoughts short. Because once Chris set his phone down and turned off his lamp Fiona was completely knocked out.
Chris pulled her into his grasp and finally let himself rest.
That day had a lot of firsts, first time spending time alone in a mansion, first time baking cookies, first time seeing each other naked.
But there was also a last, last time Fiona would ever see that maid again. Fiona wouldn’t realize it at first but as more days go by she eventually realizes the maids' disappearance.
She asked Chris where that maid was but he just brushed off the question, distracting Fiona with kisses instead.
What a shame Fiona thought, that was the only maid that didn’t completely ignore her and now she was just gone.
Like she was never there,
Written by: nessabarrettlover101 DO NOT COPY
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