The mafia's sweet seductress
"You gonna behave?" He asks.
I continue to trash. "Oh fuck off." I throw over my shoulder. "Now let go- What are you doing?" I gasp once I feel his hand holding my wrists move down to the hem of my dress.
He pauses and drops his head so that his lips are at my ear and a shiver runs down my neck when his deep voice sounds in my ear. "If I have to spank your ass until you learn to behave, I will."
My body freezes and I hold my breath as surprise fills me. My mind is telling at me me to fight him but my pussy clenches and heat pools low in my belly at the thought.
"That's what I fucking thought." Alejandro spits under his breath as his heavy breathing fills the room.
A teenage girl targets the mafia boss and charmingly lures him in.
No one dares to reject the Principessa, so she always gets what she desires.
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However, if they are unable to provide her with the desired item, she takes matters into her own hands.
Camila, who is 19 years old, possesses beauty, sweetness, and exudes innocence. Camila is additionally spoiled, manipulative, and bratty.
What occurs when she is sent to reside with La Famigilia following the death of her own family?
She desires the one man who is out of her reach. The man who will be responsible for her.
The man is willing to fulfill her desires but also refuses to be with her. However, being the brat she is, she refuses to listen.
Basahin
Chapter: Dessert isn't always sweet III Camila's POV Instead of saying anything to him, I walk over and grab the the baby pink sweatshirt and some matching sweatpants out of his hands before shutting the bathroom door in his face. I didn't want to see him for his actions or lack there of tonight were a huge turn off.Getting my dress of was nearly impossible. Not only were there traces of my vomit but the zipper wasn't working. But I'd rather die than ask for his help, and is I stroll to my vanity, take out my scissors and cut the damn dress off. I didn't want to be reminded of this wretched night or how shitty I must have looked in that dress for Alejandro not to notice me. Yanking off my bra and underwear, I slip my clothes on before stumbling my way across the bathroom to swing the door open, ignoring the tinge of disappointment that comes upon realizing Alejandro wasn't here. But why was I disappointed? He had simply left me numerous times tonight, all I needed right now was to get in bed. And so, I stumble onto m
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-09
Chapter: Dessert isn't always sweet II Camila's POV It had felt like a lifetime had passed since i'd been in the bathroom. My stomach was emptied four hurls ago and now my body has resorted to dry heaving anything and everything. I desperately tried to call for help but the moment I moved away, I would come running back, spilling the contents of my stomach at twice the pace of before. I was hurting. I was alone. And all I wanted was for someone to come looking for me. All I wanted was for someone to care. The night had taken a turn for the worse. No one had come looking for me, my dress was completely ruined, my mascara was running all over my face as tears of pain, frustration and hurt ran down my face and the sheer and utter physical pain coming from my stomach wasn't helping. It's only when I'm nearly passed out against the toilet seat that I make out the sound of the door opening and a loud sigh of relief. "There you are." Comes Alejandro's voice and my eyes flutter open as I watch his expression slowly shift to
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-09
Chapter: Dessert isn't always sweet I Camila's POV Twenty fucking two?!Greta was only twenty two years old?The grip on my fork turns impossibly tighter, nearly enough bend the metal. Ethan was in the middle of a story next to me but I couldn't care less for I was too preoccupied with the information I had just been given. Greta was only twenty two, she was closer to my age than she was Alejandro's age of twenty eight. And she had the audacity to call me a child when we were closer in age than she was to Alejandro?!I didn't know how to process it. I look up casting a glace ahead of me at Alejandro who's seated next to Greta. But I'm only focused on Alejandro. So he doesn't mind younger? I cant help but feel pathetic at the small sliver of hope that rises within me. It's highly unlikely he'll even start considering me in that way and I need to get myself out of this haze of Alejandro. My gaze lingers on the handsome man in question and I find myself contemplating if he's even worth it. He takes a bite of his food
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-08
Chapter: Dinner Party IIICamila's POV In all honestly there was nothing wrong with having a smaller chest, in fact she looked amazing but the fact that she was trying to make me feel insecure was an issue that I couldn't put aside. She wanted to play dirty so could I. Her smile tightens but before she can reply I turn back into the conversation just as Jacob calls my name. "Do you play?" He smiles nodding behind me.I turn my head towards the music being played in the centre of the room before looking back at him and nodding. "Which do you play?" The question comes from Arnold who's narrowing his eyes at me as if he doesn't believe it. I chuckle awkwardly, "All three actually." Piano was the first of many instruments I learned. It was my gateway drug to the whole world of music. I rarely ever spoke about my talent for music outside of the music department at the school and save for mamá no ones ever really paid any mind to it. "You do?" Comes Alejandro surprised voice and I turn my head to see him blin
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-08
Chapter: Dinner Party II Camila's POV Greta was stunning. Bright, green cat like eyes, perfectly soft features, and her figure? She was that of a runway model, tight and perfectly thin. If that was Alejandro's type than I was the furthest thing from her. A wave of insecurity washes over me. But I wasn't insecure. Camila Rodriguez was never insecure, she was hot and she knew it, she was desired by so many people that would kill to even be with her. But looking at the Victoria Secret model before my eyes, that was so unlike me I couldn't help but let my mind wander a little. I bet she's never had to worry about certain clothes making her frame look chunky because of her overgrown breasts or wide hips. I bet she's never had to worry about stretch marks on her perfectly porcelain skin.I bet she's never had to worry about gaining a little more chub on her lower belly because it was simply impossible not too with her slightly thicker thighs. She was so unlike me. And as if that wasn't enough, Alejandro ju
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-07
Chapter: Dinner Party I Camila's POV My body was anything but kid like and so when my dress finally arrived I was delighted to see that it fit perfectly. The only issue being the slight extra cleavage but that was just a given with my larger chest. It was impossible to find something that hugged my figure and wasn't booby. It was Friday meaning it was the day I was to be going to the dinner party with Alejandro and his date - Greta. I make my way down the stairs clutching onto the railing so that my Loubotin's don't get caught in my pale lilac sparkled dress. The thin straps barely held up my breasts but the sweetheart neckline and the off the shoulder look of the top made me feel like a princess. The dress was truly a work of art. It clung to my body like a second skin only flaring out at the skirt a bit due to the high slit that gave a little too much away. But tonight I wanted attention. I stop near the top of the staircase, spotting Alejandro's figure standing by the door but he was preoccupied on
Huling Na-update: 2025-05-07
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