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102: Ambrosia of the gods
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The Mafia's Stolen Bride 103: Pain and pleasure
"Oh. Oh. Oh," she exclaimed, her body jolting once more as I introduced a third finger and pressed the tip of my thumb against her puckered opening. It crossed my mind that she had actually worn her plug. Was it a sign of hope to see me again, or was it a gesture of respect? The thought intrigued me, causing a series of low growls to escape my throat as I lavished attention on her sensitive clit. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, captivated by every reaction and tremor that coursed through her body. Increasing the intensity, I quickened my pace, my movements more forceful, deliberately curling my fingers to target her G-spot. Her response was immediate, a cry replacing her earlier soft sounds. My God, she was driving me to the brink of madness, my throbbing cock reaching its limits. Did she realize the effect she had on me? Did she comprehend that it was I who was losing control? Sensing her shallow breaths, I slowed my actions, relishing in a deliberate and unhurried rhythm of
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 104: I love you
I thrust fiercely, my breaths shallow and labored, unable to stop myself. The desire to release my seed inside her consumed me entirely. The sensation of her intense heat and the way her muscles gripped my shaft were more intense than ever before. "Oh God, oh God..." she moaned. Everything around me faded into darkness and silence as my climax approached, the only words playing on a loop in my mind being the ones she needed to hear—words I couldn't bring myself to say. I love you. As soon as I woke up, I realized she wasn't in my bed. I had never allowed another woman into my inner circle, let alone my bed, especially not while I was Rafael Reigo, the mafia kingpin. It was a deliberate choice to protect anyone from getting caught in the crossfire of my dangerous life. But being with Emily, tucked away in a snow-covered cabin, brought back memories of our time together in Cancun. I needed her by my side. The thought of holding her in my arms had consumed me since the moment we embar
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 105: Be a good little boy
I lifted her chin and glanced anxiously around. "Emily, I care about you more than anyone else in my entire life. I will find a way to..." Oh no. How could I make a promise I wasn't sure I could keep? "...to make my life normal so that we can pretend you're not a merciless killer? I can't be that kind of woman, Rafael. I can't live in your world. You have to understand that. I'm sorry. I know we had an agreement, but I just..." "I know that what we have is more than most, the passion is incredible. And I know that I've allowed the woman inside me to feel free for the first time. Is that enough? Only you know the truth. We can't determine what the future holds right now." "You're right," she whispered. "Maybe I was hoping to recreate the fantasy from four years ago, but that's impossible." I expected her to pull away, but instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and in that moment, the darkness within me seemed to fade away, leaving only a deep yearning. I pulled her close, rev
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 106: Roar of Gunfire
She alternated between gripping and releasing my testicles, her fingers gliding up and down my legs as if coaxing me to take everything I desired. It brought a smile to my face, even as the impending climax tightened within me. The intensity of the sensations was overwhelming, and I struggled to remain upright. I was consumed by the pleasure, yearning for more and more. But my body had reached its limit. I could no longer hold back the powerful orgasm. "Oh, yes. Fuck. Oh..." My entire body convulsed uncontrollably as I released, erupting into her mouth. She showed no hesitation as my release filled her, cascading down her throat. Through the haze of my climax, I saw a profound joy in her eyes, as if she had given me a precious gift. And she had. A release in multiple ways. Once the tremors subsided, I released my grip on her. Without hesitation, she licked up and down my shaft, savoring every last drop, then licked her lips, her gaze unfocused as she looked up at me. Taking deep
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 107: Bloody Surprise
Despite my impatience, I was willing to wait for this hunt. Minutes ticked by—five, then ten—without any signs of movement. And then, a sudden snap of a twig shattered the silence. Reacting swiftly, I shifted onto one knee, aligning my sight with the cabin. It didn't surprise me that the lone assailant had cautiously made his way forward, staying hidden within the forest for as long as possible. As soon as he emerged from the trees, I took aim. Just as I was about to pull the trigger on my Glock, a second shot rang out from inside the house, followed by a loud crash. A primal growl surged up within me, expelling the air from my lungs. I threw my head back and let out a roar, sprinting towards the front of the house. Within a split second, the single bullet found its mark between the attacker's eyes, instantly ending his life. I swiftly swooped down, grabbing his assault rifle before kicking open the front door. Inside, Dante was engaged in a fierce struggle with the second assailant.
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 108: Too close to home
"Take her back to the house and ensure she remains confined. Deploy at least six soldiers to secure the premises. I don't care about the circumstances; you make damn sure she's under constant watch. Since those bastards knew where to find me, it's only a matter of time before they try again," I growled, my words infused with a sense of urgency as if Axel and his men lay in wait for my return. "When you get back, check in with Angelo. I've brought in a friend to oversee certain operations. That arrangement ends when I return. Ensure there's no trouble brewing, but if there is, contact me immediately. If there's any word regarding Axel, no matter how insignificant, track me down. Is that clear?" Dante exhaled, his response swallowed by a moment of hesitation. "What?" I demanded, my gruffness exceeding what he deserved. "It's nothing," he finally responded. I stepped in front of him, locking eyes, and asked firmly, "Is there something you need to tell me?" "I'm just surprised you bro
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 109: Lies and Death
EMILY Deception.Concealment.Mortality. The haunting image of the lifeless bodies, their eyes vacant, lingered in my mind, ensnaring my thoughts. It was an experience that would haunt me for a long time to come. I had seen enough death, witnessed enough corpses, to last a lifetime. And with each passing moment, my fear continued to escalate, escalating to the point where our lives were in constant jeopardy, even in the safety of our sleep. A shudder coursed through me at the mere thought of it. The way Rafael had looked at me when he handed me over to Dante was etched in my memory, an expression that hinted at an imminent all-out war. It was as if he knew I was keeping something from him, as if he sensed my concealed vulnerability. Although my decision to leave Rafael had been the right one, it didn't mean I couldn't assist him in every possible way. I hadn't intended to keep secrets from him, yet it seemed inevitable. I could already imagine him labeling them as lies. How could I
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 110: I need the truth
"Wait here," Dante sternly instructed me, his gaze filled with suspicion as he opened the car door. As he circled around the SUV, I caught a glimpse of the firearm he carried, a visible sign that the situation had escalated. Even Dante, usually composed, seemed on edge. Perhaps confronting the circumstances head-on would offer some small measure of solace. But maybe it's just wishful thinking. Suppressing a groan, I steeled myself with newfound determination. Dante guided me out of the passenger seat, gripping my arm firmly as we made our way toward the store entrance. His watchful eyes scanned the parking lot, a clear indication that he remained vigilant. "I'll only be a few minutes," I assured him before stepping into the store. Taking deliberate, deep breaths, I walked slowly, ensuring that I disappeared from his sight. Once I reached the back of the store, my gaze fixed upon the emergency exit that led to a street where I could hail a taxi. It wasn't my first time evading payme
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