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6.1 Taken by the Mafioso

6.1 Taken by the Mafioso

Suddenly, he pulled her up, embracing her from behind. This time she could feel with precision his rigid member brushing between her legs, while his hands held her chin, keeping her face tilted towards the ceiling as she felt his hot breath on her neck. It was as if she was being intoxicated by his scent when it invaded her nostrils, at the same time as he ripped off her intimate piece, leaving her exposed.

The fear that he would force her was so intense that she barely noticed he had lingered close to her ear, exhaling his scent. His pupils dilated, and he withdrew his erection, making her breathe a sigh of relief, thinking he had given up. However, he merely turned her around, pulling her onto the bed, sitting her on his lap. Between her legs, Molly could see the top of his flushed member; she squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment—it was the first time she had seen a man in that way.

"That perfume... Familiar," he grunted, then laid her on the bed, facing
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