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The Mafia's Stolen Bride 72: I only drink tea
However, I had grown tired of the burden of living up to my father's expectations. His reluctance to grant me more control stemmed from the pressure we were under from the FBI and the ongoing Movino situation. Taking care of both issues simultaneously seemed like the perfect solution. Axel Movino's fate was sealed, and I knew exactly who could assist me in achieving that goal—the Sons of Darkness. It was time for me to call in a favor or two. Engrossed in the monotony of paperwork, a necessary evil to maintain the facade of my legitimate operations, my concentration wavered. I rubbed my eyes and stood up, stretching my muscles before turning towards the window. I suspected that Movino had dispatched his men to search for her, scouring the streets. If that were the case, my soldiers would have at least caught wind of the fact that the bastard was after someone. The early morning sunlight cast reflections behind me, creating a shimmer that illuminated Emily's copper-colored hair and h
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 73: Will never surrender
She averted her gaze, shaking her head in exasperation. "Just stop, Rafael. As you can imagine, it's all so confusing. I don't know who to trust anymore. What I do know, based on my extensive investigation, is that there is a pervasive undercurrent of corruption in this city. And you, of all people, should be well aware of that. But what your ego may not allow you to believe is that your powerful family is not the only player in town." Her accusation stung, as her assumptions hit uncomfortably close to the truth. "I would appreciate it if you could share everything you know. And let's not forget, I never claimed to be a decent man, whether in business or pleasure, Emily. Keep that in mind," I retorted sharply. "Well, you're doing a fantastic job," she snapped back. I clenched my fist, realizing that her tenacity and stubbornness were the very reasons she had landed herself in this predicament. She needed a strong dose of reality. "Where is the weapon you mentioned you had with you?
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 74: To make her mine
I delivered a forceful blow to Emily's backside, the impact resonating through the room. The suddenness of the strike caught her off guard, and she let out a sharp gasp, her body jolting forward in surprise. The sound echoed in the tense silence, emphasizing the weight of the disciplinary action. Leaning in closer, I fixed my gaze on her, my eyes filled with a mix of determination and authority. The tone of my voice dripped with sternness as I addressed her directly, making it clear that there was no room for negotiation or leniency. This was a moment for her to learn a vital lesson. "I'm not playing around here, Emily. It's time for you to learn a lesson. Let's try that again. Do you understand?" I demanded. "Yes," she replied, her voice filled with a mix of resignation and discomfort. Her response came in a resigned and uncomfortable tone, reflecting the realization that she had no choice but to comply with my demand. The weight of the situation settled upon her, and her voice car
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 75: Reigo Family
"Yes... sir," she replied, devoid of any hostility, only expressing a similar intense desire that I harbored within me. I emitted a series of deep growls before inserting the tip. When I grasped her hips, she inhaled sharply, holding her breath and bowing her head. My thoughts were consumed by one thing: violating her. As I pushed the entire length inside, I threw my head back and let out a roar. The tightness and intense heat of her engulfed me, leaving me trembling. "Fuck! So tight. So good." She let out an exaggerated whimper and turned her head, revealing a slight smile on her face. But amidst the thrusting, a difficult realization dawned upon me. I would do anything to safeguard her. I would tear apart anyone who dared to harm her. And if necessary, I would die for her. However, she needed to learn obedience in a firm manner, as her resistance was evident. She whimpered, pushing forcefully against the desk, gritting her teeth when I gripped her hair, whispering in her ear
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 76: Including a Murderer
Then there was the Reigo family. The media had sensationalized the murder, dubbing it one of the most heinous crimes of the year. The death of a prominent man's son had dominated the front pages, with television stations camping outside the crime scene as the police conducted their investigation. The whole spectacle sickened me, especially when a relentless reporter attempted to interview Senator Spalding. Disgusted, I turned off the television. My gaze fixated on the nondescript white box resting atop the dresser, its contents shrouded in intrigue. I knew better than to expect lingerie or diamonds concealed within. For nearly an hour, I had avoided opening it, my nerves frazzled. How had I fallen so far and so quickly, relying on a man like Rafael to pick up the shattered pieces of my life? Summoning my courage, I finally succumbed to curiosity and lifted the lid, revealing delicate pink tissue paper. A stifled moan escaped my lips as I beheld the three anal plugs nestled within, e
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 77: This time was forever
He emitted a deep sigh, as if my suggestion was utterly foolish and beneath his consideration. "Axel may be many things, but he's not a fool. He has people actively searching for you as we speak," he said dismissively, implying that I was naive for thinking otherwise. I couldn't bring myself to reveal that Axel already knew my identity. His words sent shivers down my spine, and I inquired with a tremor in my voice, "How do you know?" "Because I have numerous soldiers patrolling the streets and informants who keep me well-informed about the happenings in different neighborhoods. Word gets around. It's only a matter of time," he responded, his tone laced with a sense of authority. "It's just another way to keep me captive," I stated, voicing my suspicion. Rafael fell silent, but I could sense his restless energy, a constant state of vigilance ingrained in a man who always had to be prepared for rival gangs attempting assassinations or law enforcement turning his world upside down. My
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 78: Never in Pain
"When I met Lucas, he provided me with some information about certain attorneys who turned a blind eye, allowing minor criminals to escape punishment. I wasn't interested in hearing about small-time offenders getting away with their actions, and Lucas knew that. I was upfront with him, expressing my need for more substantial leads, especially since he had enticed me with the promise of bigger players. He mentioned a few other names, but my investigations yielded no evidence, and my boss wasn't willing to pursue the matter. I pushed Lucas harder, and over time, he started sharing stories of behind-the-scenes activities involving local politicians, law enforcement officers, and even corporate moguls suspected of collaborating with organized crime." "Let me guess. Initially, you believed it involved my family." "You can't honestly deny that you haven't used your influence to sway certain individuals, granting yourself free reign in this town. I can only imagine the powerful men and wome
The Mafia's Stolen Bride 79: An Obsession
The conviction in his voice was undeniable, as if my mere presence was the very essence of his existence. He was consumed by an insatiable obsession. Barely able to catch my breath, he leaned in, our lips tantalizingly close, a mere fraction of an inch apart. He was the most captivating man I had ever encountered, a man who refused to accept "no" from anyone. But he wasn't seeking permission; he was claiming what he believed belonged to him. A guttural growl escaped his lips before he forcefully pressed his mouth against mine, pulling my body tightly against his own. The sensation of his pulsating arousal pressing against my abdomen left me dizzy, my heart pounding so loud that it drowned out all other sounds. I questioned whether I had any fight left in me, any strength to preserve the integrity of my heart. He had stripped away my innocence long ago, and now he was set to envelop me in his dark desires. The kiss transformed into a frenzied roar of shared passion, our tongues dan
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