Rosana fought everything.The overwhelming sensations. The tightening at the bottom of her stomach. The knot in her chest. The anger. The hate. The jealousy.She got angry and jealous whenever Sergio was with his Mistress and soon realized that. Why was she there? What was she doing there? Rosana wondered angrily. This was her introduction, Sergio would've respected that and kept her away!Damn him!Sergio and Enzo had returned to the hall. While one had a cold-blooded look on his face, the other looked like he was going to tear the walls down."And there is the b@stard!" Enzo gritted, glaring daggers at a man who stood at the other end of the hall with a lady dressed in Red. "Grasso Romon!""Invite him over" Sergio ordered and Enzo did as told. He couldn't hide his hate for the man who aimed to take his brother's life."Don!" He bowed and turned to Rosana. "My Lady!" "Sit beside me and have a drink while we talk business" Grasso was shocked but he did as told without questions. His h
Chapter 44"Why can't you let me go? You saw what was done to my Master. He is de@d!""And you love it even more," He answered. Her heart slammed against her ribcage as he started walking leisurely towards her. "You could not even wait to see him thrown away before you tried to escape""Yes, because I wanted him dead!" She blurted out as anger flickered in her eyes. "He k*lled everything in me, my body, my heart, and my soul. For the past five years, I lived in pain. You think you know pain until you experience a new one entirely.""So yes, I loved it even more. I would live the rest of my life worshipping Don Sergio for ending him in the most brutal and beautiful way. It was satisfying" She paused and wiped tears from her eyes before they could roll down her cheeks. "But I have to escape. If I do not, I will never be free. They will k*ll me!"The lady had gone through so much hardship and Enzo could easily tell. She had been broken and molded countless times until she became audacious
"You will no longer be in charge of the Strip clubs, brothels, and bars," Sergio told Munika, his eyes not leaving his laptop for a second. He typed fast, his fingers dancing on the keyboard before he paused and continued. "You will no longer be in charge of everything else because there is someone else taking that position" A familiar, creeping sense of doom slithered around Munika's neck and her heart slammed a panicked rhythm against her ribcage. She wanted to ask him why but already knew the reasons. There was a new Queen which meant a change of power and responsibilities. But she had not expected it too soon. It was only a few hours after the Introduction and he was taking everything from her. A bolt of fury sizzled through her as she thought of all the services she had rendered to him, the men and women in the Mafia, all the Billionaires and powerful men who came seeking pleasure... "My wife, Rosana will now be in control over everything" He announced finally and her heart pu
By the time they were done visiting all the places, Rosana was tired. They finally retired to the headquarters where she was shown around and taken to her office. "And this is Angelica, your secretary. She worked with my mum for the past six years and knows her job" Angelica bowed and smiled sweetly. "My Lady. It is an honor!" "She will prep you on everything you have to know and how the business works. She is trusted." He then turned to the man who had been standing like a statue all through. "And this motherf*cker here is Ville, your Personal bodyguard. We go way back. We are like brothers but we came out of different p*ssies" Rosana arched her brows and turned to look at the man who stood at the other end of the room. He had a scar on the side of his face that made him look deadly and handsome at the same time. When he looked up, her breath hitched in her throat and she was forced to look away. "Can we talk about this later?" She asked Enzo, feeling uncomfortable about the whol
Sergio moved closer, and she battled to focus when she was so consumed by him. She caught a whiff of his cologne—something cool and expensive-smelling, like spice. It was so delicious she wanted to bury her face in his neck. But she rebuffed the thought immediately. That didn’t stop the swarm of butterflies that had taken flight in her stomach. Traitors. That was what she called them because they always betrayed her anytime he was around. "Hmm, Bambolina?" Sergio leaned forward and planted a warm wet kiss on the side of her neck. One that made her inside squirm once again. "What do you say?" Rosana imagined sitting on his face and riding his tongue, just as had said. A shiver of pleasure worked down her spine and her pûssy clenched in excitement. What would it feel like to have his warm tongue inside of her while she rode his face, chasing her climax? She wondered, gasping as his teeth nip at the delicate skin. Of course, it would be wonderful because she could already feel her bod
Her mouth dropped open, almost hitting the table as mortification tugged at her stomach. She turned and searched around just to be sure no one had heard. "You do not know that!" She counteracted and took a sip from her glass of water, her face and neck already turning red. "Oh yes, I do. Should I spill it out for you?" He asked, causing her to choke on her drink. "They are my perfect size and shape anyway!" Rosana coughed and dropped the glass immediately. Once again, she looked around to see if anyone had heard but there was no one. They were all alone in the eatery. "Just stop. You do not have to say that!" "What are you ashamed of, hmm? It is only the two of us here" He responded and picked up his glass of wine. "Besides, I would still say anything I want if the whole f*cking world gathered around us. They ought to know that I own everything about you" "Your hair, your eyes, your lips..." His voice deepened, turning grave. "Your pûssy and every juice dripping out of it. Everyt
Rosana woke up early in the morning and dressed up in her combat uniform. Even after the introduction, she still had to train with Enzo to keep fit. But now was different because she didn't have to train like her life depended on it. Enzo was still charming with his smiles and joked around as always. He was shocked when he learned that Rosana had ordered her bodyguard to whip Senator Marcello Di Maggio. One of the powerful men who bowed to them. The Mafia was the reason for their existence. "Have you finally made up your mind about that motherf*cker, Ville?" He asked during their training. Enzo had not forgotten how they both went back and forth on their first day. "He is staying. I need him" "You need him?" Enzo asked, surprise evident in his voice. "Since f*cking when?" Since Sergio informed me that I needed him. She wanted to say but bit back the words. "Since when I realized that I needed protection. And how else would I have handled that psychopath anyway?" "You handled him
"It all happened when I went to use the bathroom. Two men followed me in there and pointed their f*cking guns at me. I was so scared and tried to escape but they were bigger... Stronger. One of them slapped me hard across the face because I had bitten him. I lost balance and hit my head on the tiles. That was the last thing I remembered before I passed out""I woke to find myself tied up in a plane. My mouth was taped and I could not move or make a f*cking sound. I was so helpless and thought they were gonna k*ll me. They inflicted so much pain and made me bleed from every corner of my body" She choked on a sob and continued. "I was only eighteen! And that was supposed to be the best day of my life!""They brought me back here and delivered me to Grasso Romon, all broken. Turns out my father owed him so much over the years and could not pay him back. He found out about me and sent his men to get me for the debt repayment.""Oh, goodness!" Rosana cried and pulled her into another hug. "