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23. Damaged Souls
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The Mafia's Stolen Bride 24: Certain Facts
Times had shifted, a new era on the horizon, and we found ourselves united in this battle. It was an oddly cathartic experience, though tinged with a sense of sadness. She nodded, a hint of apprehension in her eyes, as she placed the belt on the floor. The charged moment we had shared was interrupted. Her head lowered once again, her hands skillfully undoing my pants, struggling with the button and zipper. The intensity of the situation weighed on me, my mind filled with conflicting thoughts. While I had always been a dominant lover, this felt different. Her actions fueled a mix of emotions within me, her gentle touch sending shivers down my spine as her fingers traced along the length of my shaft. She purred softly, lifting my cock and wrapping her fingers around the base, applying a gentle pressure. I blinked, trying to regain focus, my mind clouded with desire and a hint of desperation. I tugged on her hair, a reminder of my needs. Almost pleadingly. In response, she helped me
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 25: A Broken Man
MADELINE A broken beast. I had witnessed similar behavior in various men before. The way they acted, displaying a bullying nature in their quest for dominance while harboring vulnerability. Their tendency to drift into fits of anger and even depression. Their resistance to being cared for. The emotional detachment. The aura of danger. The bitterness. I was well acquainted with these symptoms, having spent my life around brooding men who never learned to control their primal desires or their tempers. Some might label them as primitive or barbaric. Beneath Victor's polished appearance, refined suits, and polished shoes lay a primal being who had fought his entire life to avoid being dragged into the depths of darkness. But now, he had no choice. I had also witnessed acts of desperation, the duty to protect one's family and legacy. That's precisely what he was doing. While I may have been a bargaining chip, I would also be his downfall. However, it would not unfold as I had initial
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 26: Very Bad Girl
He grasped both of my wrists tightly before forcefully pulling me over his lap and delivering several harsh smacks. "I warned you about the consequences of not following the rules. Clearly, you can't comply. Should I take away all your privileges?" There was an almost taunting tone in his voice, which only infuriated me further. "Stop it! Ouch! That hurts like hell!" "And there's that foul mouth again." He continued to administer firm spanks to my already sore bottom, each one harder than the last. Even as I struggled, I involuntarily wriggled back and forth across his throbbing erection. The mixture of pain and pleasure was uncomfortable, yet it aroused my entire body. Demanding. Dominating. Possessive. "I'll behave. Okay? I promise," I pleaded, despising myself for doing so. I refused to feel ashamed or humiliated by the experience, even though I was grinding my hips against his, trying to keep him aroused. And the spanking continued, one after another. "Stop!" "Only if you
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 27: A Man on a Mission
"You mentioned you had a sister," he said quietly, catching me off guard. The question came out of the blue, and for a moment, I hesitated, unsure if I wanted to admit the truth. "My older sister Sasha," I replied, my voice tinged with sadness. "By all rights, she should be the one marrying the asshole," he muttered, his disdain evident. I was frozen for a few seconds, the weight of his words sinking in. "My sister is dead. She has been for a few years," I confessed, feeling a mix of vulnerability and relief for opening up. He shifted slightly, acknowledging what I had revealed. There was no love lost between him and a man like the one I had mentioned. "She got in with the wrong crowd and didn't know how to keep her mouth shut," I continued, memories of the day my father received the devastating phone call flooding back. It had changed everything for him, and in turn, for me. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said, his voice low and filled with genuine sympathy. "Family is important."
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 28: Soon to be broken
MADELINE I experienced a familiar melody as I emerged from a state resembling a coma. The Spanish guitar music flowed through my mind, its beauty resonating within me. Descending the stairs at a leisurely pace, I relished in the sound for a precious few moments, savoring my own company. Gone were the disheveled shorts and oversized shirt; now clad in a fluffy robe, I felt a semblance of femininity. Even before entering the kitchen, the enticing aromas aroused my appetite, causing my mouth to water and my stomach to rumble. I hadn't realized just how hungry I was. The air was filled with the incredible scents of garlic, tomatoes, cilantro, and what seemed to be steak. Standing in the doorway, I observed him. He had changed his attire, now wearing tight black jeans and a fitting red polo that complemented him well. And he was humming. This was unlike him, and the contrast fascinated me, especially considering the presence of a gun discreetly tucked beneath his belt at the small of hi
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 29: Caring Feelings
"Then your father will face the consequences. It's as simple as that," he said, inching closer, waiting for my response. I clenched my fist tightly in my lap, determined not to fall into his trap again. Why did I still have feelings for this man? Everything was a game to him. "I genuinely don't know anything. You'll have to accept that. Punishing me won't get you the answers you're seeking. Not now, not ever." I felt a shift in my demeanor, perhaps at the wrong time. I caught a glimpse of true anger in his eyes, a familiar rage I had seen in my father many times before. However, Victor backed away, clenching his jaw and distancing himself from me, controlling his anger. "Tell me how your father convinced you to marry Ernesto," he demanded, his tone softer this time. He wasn't going to let this go. I could see it in his eyes that he was determined to push this, to press on to the matter until I give in. "My father surprised me by coming to America. We went out for lunch, and he men
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 30: Grieving Son
"I'm simply a mourning son searching for the culprit behind this atrocious act," I heard the sarcasm dripping from Victor's voice. There was a pause before the officer cleared his throat. "I appreciate that, and I'll make a note of it in my report. I'll reach out to my contacts and see if I can gather any information. If you remember anything, please inform me." "Oh, I definitely will," Victor replied with a hint of bitterness. I heard footsteps receding, and I swiftly entered the room, closing the door quietly. It took at least ten minutes before Victor joined me, his demeanor appearing more worn and troubled than before. "Is everything alright?" I asked, concern lacing my voice. "Maybe. Let's continue where we left off," he responded, waiting for me as we descended the stairs. His mood had shifted once again, now solely focused on business. Fatigue was setting in. I wasn't prepared for more questions that I couldn't answer. He refilled our wine glasses, taking several sips bef
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 31: Will pay the price
VICTOR Murder. That was the precise thought consuming my mind. I must admit, I despised acknowledging it, but any denial would be a blatant lie. Perhaps "vengeance" would be a more accurate term. Retribution. The urge clawed its way to the surface. "Grinder," I said quietly as we stood outside Dominick's house, "I've discovered Satori's whereabouts." I glanced briefly in his direction. "He's taken up residence in San Diego," Grinder continued, his voice low. "Of course he has." "I've sent a couple of soldiers down there. What do you want me to do?" "Keep a close watch on him. I want detailed reports on his every move, every visitor. I want to know everything, down to the most trivial details. When he eats, I want to know what he puts in his stomach." Grinder widened his eyes, clearly taken aback. He needed to get accustomed to seeing me in this state. "You don't want to proceed with... eliminating him?" "Not yet. I've received new information that needs to be verified. Ther
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