Mafia Paradise
"Fuck!," she moans as my finger slides fully inside her, her body responding instantly. "More," Elisia demands, breathless.
"Really?" I taunt her. "Beg. You know how this works, Elisia. I'm in control, not you."
"I'm not begging you," she retorts, though her voice wavers.
Without hesitation, I pull my finger out, leaving her aching for more. I begin teasing her, running my finger along her slit, knowing she'll eventually break.
"I'm going to kill you," she growls.
"Oh, really?" I mock, pulling my hand away entirely.
She sighs, realizing I'm serious.
"Theo, please," she whispers softly.
"Not good enough," I say, sucking on her neck, leaving my marks.
"Please, Theo, touch me," she whimpers, her voice more desperate as I bite into her skin. I stop and smirk against her neck, savoring her submission.
I pull back, admiring her. She's a beautiful, needy mess, just for me.
"Was that so hard, Sia?" I tease, enjoying the control I have over her.
They were forced into a marriage, but fate had other plans. What started with resentment turned into something deeper. She wanted to hate him, but he replaced all her anger with tenderness.
"It's hard to explain," I sigh.
"I'll listen, baby," he whispers, resting his forehead against mine. "Just talk to me, please."
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Chapter: 5•Elisia•Fuck.I completely forgot about how I had talked to mama on my way out. The way they're glaring at me right now, I know something bad is going to happen. If looks could kill, I would have been dead by now.I can feel the panic slowly rising up my throat and spreading as I breathe. I can't help but let the old secluded memories-that I had forcefully shoved away-rush through my head like a tsunami.My body hurts like hell. It's stings so bad, I can't fucking move.I stay there for two hours, on the fucking kitchen floor. Yet, papa and mama don't come to help me. No one comes.I'm suffering all alone with no one to comfort me or at least tell me that I'll get through this. I'm tired of giving myself hope, I need someone else to tell me I'll be okay now.The ache in my back and face were getting worse by the second. I'm so tired of feeling like this, feeling like some hostage in my own home. It's as if these motherfuckers kidnapped me, because there's no way someone could treat t
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Chapter: 4Theo•"You don't have choice, Theo." My father, Fernando Santos, complains annoyingly. He's been going on and on about this fucking topic since the past few months."I do." I reply, carelessly shrugging my shoulders as I wrap my fingers around my necklace, trying to control my anger."Seriously?" He yells over the blasting club music. "You just turned twenty-five and you haven't even thought about marriage. You're getting too old."Twenty-five is still young, is he on crack?Instead of replying, I roll my head onto the couch and shut my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's always been like this-forcing me into shit I don't want to do."Life is short, son, especially if you're in the mafia. You'll need heirs by thirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence would make me want to marry some random girl. "And, it'll be a good alliance."If he doesn't shut up right now, I'll fucking shoot him."No." I respectfully decline his offer, for what se
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Chapter: 3Elisia•I shoot up and out of my sleep in a hurry, thinking I was somewhere completely unsafe.And I fuckin' am.I pick my phone up to check the time and realize it's 8:00 p.m. I took a nap for three hours?I've been here for two days now. Everything seems to be fine, but my gut feeling is telling me otherwise.My phone buzzes and I look down at my phone to see a message from Matt. Him and I are not that serious, we met at a college fraternity party which says a lot about our relationship in the first place.MattCome to the Infinite club in an hour.MeYou're here?MattYes, now come. I miss you.I jump out of bed and open my suitcase to grab some clothes. I still haven't unpacked, because I genuinely don't think I'll be staying here for more than a week. I physically and mentally can't.I try finding an outfit that would look good at a club and end up wearing a matte black, leather skirt paired with an off the shoulder crop top.I throw on some gold jewelry, layering the necklaces a
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Chapter: 2After four long hours of driving, I finally stop in front my house-my parent's house.Still the same two story house, with the obnoxiously large water fountain in the middle of the driveway. I guess you could say I was born into a rich family, actually very rich.Papa's older brother, Pedro Alfonso, was head of the Spanish mafia. When he died of a heart attack, his wife, Cristina Alfonso, and son, Dante Alfonso, came to live with us.One day, they both magically died. At least that's how Dominic Alfonso, my papa, wants everyone to see it as.But that's all a whole lot of bullshit.That night, I heard screams and sobs coming from our basement. My stupid, seven-year-old self, went downstairs to cure my curiosity and my heart practically stopped when I saw the scene playing out in front of me.Papa-my papa, was stabbing Dante in the chest with a knife while aunt Cristina was tied to a chair in the corner, being forced to watch her own son die.I didn't know what to do, it's not like I co
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Chapter: 1•Elisia•I dreadfully drag my feet out of the university and to my car. I'm going home for Christmas. One month. With them, again.I completed all of my exams early, but I lied to my parents saying that I still had one more to take. It's officially the end of semester one, meaning I have no more excuses to drown them in anymore.Stanford University.I love this place, I never want to leave. It's my escape from my family. Most people hate college, but it's the opposite for me. Studying is fun-I love learning, mostly because of my passion for medicine.I take a deep breath and start my car, heading to my regular sized apartment. It doesn't take me more than ten minutes before I arrive at my place, since it's not very far from campus.I unlock the door and take myself to myroom-my very messy room. I open my closet and grab bundles of clothes, neatly folding, then fixing them into my suitcase.I make my way over to my dresser and look at my drained, tired reflection. I was doing perfectl
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Take me, I am yours
Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content. The relationships depicted in this narrative primarily revolve around the BDSM lifestyle. It's essential to note that the central relationship between Sean and Lisa is not characterized as domestic abuse but rather as a profoundly trusting and consensual BDSM connection.
Lisa has endured a turbulent past, marked by a toxic ex-partner and lingering emotional scars that have led her to withdraw from society. In an attempt to live a life away from the judgmental eyes of others, she keeps her distance from most people, confiding in only her two close friends.
However, everything changes when Lisa crosses paths with Sean. He ignites a desire within her to explore her sexual side once more. Sean becomes Lisa's guide, introducing her to the authentic dynamics of a BDSM relationship, characterized by a genuine Dom.
Throughout the narrative, we delve into a myriad of highs and lows, exploring various facets of BDSM, such as the roles of a submissive (Slave or Brat) and a dominant (Dom). The story also delves into the intricacies of polyamorous relationships, showcasing the complexities and dynamics that come with them.
As Lisa embarks on this transformative journey, she navigates the complexities of her newfound desires and the unique connection she shares with Sean. Their exploration of the BDSM lifestyle unfolds as they learn, grow, and face the intricacies of trust, submission, and dominance within their relationship.
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Chapter: 5My eyes look down over my body. I'm not special. Sitting we talk for a short while, he smiles at me suddenly like he has remembered something. His smile melts my heart; I feel like I want to touch him, kiss him, and I have not felt like this about a guy in years. "Hey, isn't this party and night meant to be for you? Why are you sitting here in a corner looking like Baby?" His voice is soft and cold, and I laugh. I have to; his baby comment is just too funny not to laugh. He is referencing me to Dirty Dancing but has this all wrong. I consider how to explain it. "Well, I would rather stay in the corner. Unlike the baby, she had no choice. Her daddy put her there. Me, I am happy here hiding away. Considering the fact I don't do all this, parties, people and things. I have not done it for years." I watch as something sparks in his eyes, my mind trying to figure out what caused it. "My ideal night is watching TV, and a glass of wine or any alcohol. You can tell that, seeing as I only kn
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Chapter: 4Beatrice turns and smiles at me. "Wow! Who would have thought John's brother would be so hot? I mean, yeah, okay, John isn't bad, but wow, the difference." She is smiling far too much. I certainly have no chance. Not even in hell would I have a chance?"He is. Good luck." I give in, just like that. I know that I won't win, and I won't fight for a guy either, and clearly, I am not ready. The fact is, I don't get why women fight over a guy. I don't understand how a guy can cheat, and instead of being angry at the guy, the women fight over him. Like, he is a perfect man. I, for one, won't fight to win a guy.Grabbing our drinks, we walk back to John and Sean. We walk to a table and sit. I start drinking. I feel so out of place here. Like I am in a place full of people who know each other, and I know no one. On the plus side, there is booze, so I will stay for a few hours and then go home. No doubt Beatrice and John will be here all night."Come dance." Beatrice grabs me. Her hands are pu
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Chapter: 3I chuckle at her face. "Really, Lisa? Aren't you ready yet? I left a note telling you to be ready by eight. Did you miss it?" She rushes over to me, grabs my hands, and pulls me up from the couch."I am ready; look. I don't wear this to school and work, right?" I glance at her. I can't help but wonder what she expected me to wear. I know, but expecting that is crazy."No way, you're dressing up in something nicer than that." She points at my outfit with her finger. She doesn't like it, which isn't surprising. I had a feeling this might happen. I stand there, looking shocked and shaking my head. She just smiles.I don't want to show my body off. I don't want the risk of it. Plus, who is going to be looking at me anyway with her there?"When was the last time you went out? Like, you went out, out, and enjoyed yourself and showed yourself off? Before Kyle. So move it." Walking, she begins to pull me through to the bedroom. She throws open the wardrobe doors. She is rifling through it as
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Chapter: 2Birthday Party (Now)The sound of the alarm wakes me from my deep slumber. I hate work, I hate school, and I hate mornings. Hitting the alarm button, my mind considers just going back to sleep. I look around myself. My life is nothing extraordinary. I live with my roommates, and I spend most of my time either here, at school, or at work. I should be waking up in a hotel right now. Somehow I failed at that this year. Groggily I walk to the shower. I climb in as the water hits my skin. The feeling is fantastic. Today needs to go fast. Tonight, however, needs to go even quicker. I honestly need tomorrow to arrive right now.Getting out of the shower, my feet hit the cold tiles as I wrap the towel around me before I walk through to my bedroom. Getting sorted, I walk out, glancing around the flat; it is quiet. I move to grab food before I embark on walking to university. I don't like driving if it isn't too far. My mind is flying away with every thought running through it.Stepping into u
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Chapter: 1My life has changed a lot in a short time. I look around the dimly lit room, and it's nothing like where I used to live. But despite waking up from a scary dream that really shook me, I can't help but smile.I can't remember the details of the nightmare, just that it was scary and I had to struggle to wake up. I can't believe how different my life has become in just a few weeks. I know how I ended up here, but it's hard to grasp how everything has changed so much.That nightmare still bothers me, and I hope it's not true. Usually, I try to forget it, to push it away. It's not like me at all to dwell on these things.Someone has come into my life and transformed me in ways I never expected, and now I hardly recognise myself. Well, that's not entirely true. I see a version of myself that I lost years ago. I wish I could figure out where things are headed, but right now, it feels like I'm losing control of my life.I was happily ensconced in my little routine. I'd go to university, then
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