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Xavier's POV I held Mia's hand and guided her towards the parking lot. We settled inside the car, and the driver started towards our place. Mia was very quiet and seemed to be lost, I can practically see her thoughts running in her mind. "Mia? How was your first meeting with my family? I hope they weren't mean enough to scare you." I tried to lighten up her mood. I know Anna must have bothered her. Because she definitely hadn't approved Mia as a daughter in law of the Leonardi family. "Non, no, they are very sweet, especially your mum. She reminds me of my mother." She said and again became silent, looking out through the window blankly. I sighed and looked at her pale face. "So, what's the problem, baby girl? Tell me, what is bothering you?" I took her chin between my fingers and turned her face towards me. "I was..... I was thinking about Diva Rossi." She said hesitantly and bowed her lashes down, not meeting my eyes. I lifted her face to have her look me into my eyes. "
Mafia's Wrong Bride Confronting the past
Mia's POV As soon as the car stopped, Xavier opened the door in haste. He caught my hand and hurried inside the house. We ascended the stairs and headed towards our room. Just then, we reached our room, and Xavier closed the door, pinning me against the door. I was trapped between the door and his large body. His hands fell on my waist, his hard body pressed on me, and his eyes dropped onto my lips. I gasped as he dipped his face down on me, and a strong smell of alcohol hit my nose, sending shivers and rising panic inside me. The scene from the past replayed in my head, where my drunk father used to beat my mum. As an instinct, I instantly pushed him away. However, he was very strong and didn't budge. But my sudden action startled him because he pulled away, furrowing. "You.... You are d... Drunk" I swallowed hard before speaking. My heart was pounding in my chest because I knew I had offended him. "Yeah, I had some Scotch, but I am very sober, baby girl not drunk. My alcoh
Mafia's Wrong Bride His Passionate Touch
Mia's POV Trailing his eyes over my naked body, he started removing his clothes. Quickly, his suit jacket was removed, and the tie was tugged and thrown somewhere in the room. He impatiently opened the buttons of his shirt, and within seconds his pants were also gone, leaving him only in his black boxers showing his hard boner in its full glory, poking the material of his boxers shots and pressing against it. I clenched my thighs in anticipation. I could feel myself becoming wet and dripping just by looking at his hard muscles well built body abs and his hard dick. He crawled on the bed, making me lie on my back. His lips found mine, sucking and biting. His tongue invaded my mouth in search of my tongue again, finding it and pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it. Tasting every corner of my mouth, making me breathless with his mind blowing the way his kisses me. His lips started going down towards my neck, nipping and sucking on my soft skin. I was sure some pink an
Mafia's Wrong Bride Pleasuring Him
Mia's POV As I came down from the highs of my orgasm. I felt As he kept pumping his fingers in and out and sucking my clit with his wicked mouth and the anticipation started building inside me again. I rose on my elbow to look at him and saw his boxers slide down to his knees, his hand stoking his hard cock with one hand and while the other one fingering fucking inside my pussy. I wanted to pleasure him just like he was pleasuring me. However, I had no idea what and how to do it. But I felt like my body was reacting on its own. I sat on the bed making his fingers slide out of me and took hold of his erection from his hand, wrapping my fingers around his thick cock. He was so big that it was impossible to fit in my small hand. I started stroking it in my hand, the way he was doing it while looking into his eyes. He groaned, closing his eyes as he rolled his head back. I moaned in satisfaction that my touch was bringing pleasure to him. As if my body has its own mind, I
Mafia's Wrong Bride Missing Morning Routines
Mia's POV When I woke up, Xavier was not in bed. I quickly got up and sat on the bed. I searched for him throughout the room. But he was nowhere in the room. I knocked on the washroom door before opening it. But he was not even in the washroom. I tied my hair into a ponytail, brushed my teeth, and freshened up before going down. As I went down the dining room thinking he must be there. But, he was not there. House helps were doing their routine jobs. I asked a maid about Xavier, "Excuse me, did you see Xavier this morning?" She bowed in front of me and greeted me "Good morning Ma'am! Sir left early in the morning and told us that we would inform you and make sure that you would get whatever you needed. Please tell me what you will have for breakfast?" I was annoyed because Xavier didn't wake me up before leaving for the office. He should have told me. I wanted to see his face when I woke up in the morning. I got used to the wicked kisses he used to give me when he used to
Mafia's Wrong Bride Frustration and Realization
Mia's POV In the middle of the night, when I stirred in my sleep. I saw Xavier was sleeping beside me, wrapping his arms around me. I smiled and nuzzled my face into his chest, and slept again. When I woke up in the morning, Xavier was again missing from the bed and was nowhere in the room. One of the servants informed me that he left early in the morning and would be late at night. I am starting to think that marrying a wealthy billionaire came with some cost, and it cost me loneliness. It's been almost a week, and I hadn't seen Xavier properly despite living in the same house. He used to leave early and come late at night. I knew that he was a business tycoon and also a Mafia king. Maybe he had to perform two duties at the same time, and it didn't let him have some time for his personal life. But I didn't care, I wanted him and his time for me. So I decided to call him in the middle of the day. But he didn't pick up. I called again. This time the call was being picked up. Bu
Mafia's Wrong Bride Prologue
8 years ago…Mia’s pov. Rain was pouring down outside and here my mother’s eyes were flooding inside of our house. It was past midnight and my father hadn’t come yet . My mother was cleaning the kitchen about nth times just to kill the time while waiting for her husband and sobbing in her tears. A sound of switching of a car’s engine came and the doors of the car opened and closed with a thud and the sound of footsteps grew louder. Door was jerked open and the huge frame of my father came into sight. He was holding a beautiful lady in his arms. I didn’t like seeing her with my father. She was literally clinging on to him. He entered the house and threw his gaze on my mother, full of disgust . “Why are you still there? I don’t want to see your face when I come home. Get lost and never come in front of my eyes. You spoiled my mood.” He spat out with so much hatred in his voice. “I was waiting for you. I was worried , it was raining heavily outside and you hadn’t come home.” My mot
Mafia's Wrong Bride Interchange Of Brides
Xavier’s pov.“No. I won’t marry a low blood like her.” I roared. “Xavier please try and understand. We don’t have any choice. We need to make this deal as soon as possible.” My mother tried to convince me. She knew that another conflict was going to start between my father and me and she always tried to form a bridge between us. “But I was supposed to marry Valerio‟s other daughter. Then why had they changed the plan?” I was frustrated. “We don’t know, son, why they interchanged the brides. But they requested as this marriage will only last for three years and not a real one.” My mother explained in her gentle voice but I was not in the mood to listen to her. “What do you want mom? For your business deal you want to tie me to a low blood. I can’t even tolerate standing beside her. You want me to spend my whole life with her. Are you a serious mom?” I threw my hand in frustration and huffed. “Son, you have to marry her. This is for my business and I don’t accept a NO from you.
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