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A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY ONE
DAMON As my fingers took a swipe over my lips, I smiled to myself. Though unplanned, I am glad I thought of a way to make Selena pay for how angry she makes me feel. In a broader sense, my plan will help her see the world differently, that is if she ends up agreeing to my deal. I watched as she walked toward the elevator, her hands forming a fist. She definitely didn’t like my idea and I saw that as a win. As long as she refuses to do as I wish, I won’t be pulling stunts like kissing her suddenly at a moment when I feel anger toward her. Staying away from touching her for a while will be doable. Perhaps, I will be able to get the way I feel about her from my system along the line. As my ears picked up her last statement; the one where she said she had a gift for me, I instantly recalled the hot slap she gave Alejandro minutes ago. Quickly shaking off the thought of being tortured in such a way, I walked after her. Then, I wondered what the so-called gift could be. Well, as long as
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY TWO
DAMON ”Wh-what?” the man stuttered, his eyes bulging with more fright. “Y-you are going to kill me?” “Yes,” Selena replied curtly as she trained her sight on the rough face of the man. “Did you think you would walk out of here freely? Haven’t you heard rumours about The Dangerous Dame? Anyone that touches her people never goes scoot free. What makes you think you will be an exception after you landed my man in the hospital for two weeks? Huh… Tell me,” she urged the man to talk. "All I did was follow an order, ma’am. I didn’t-” “For following that order, you will pay a price.” The man seemed to be the snarky type as he opened his mouth to continue talking. His head nudged toward the man in the middle who now had several pins piercing both hands, and he said, “How about him? You are going to let him go. Are you being fair that way?” Selena sighed loudly, her lips wearing a pout of impatience and annoyance. “He is going to die as well, prick. Don’t act like I am being unfair.” The
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY THREE
SELENA As I stared at the colourful bungalow whose entrance was decorated with an artificial lawn and a slide that looked very tiny from where I was, I gripped the handle of the door. My eyes followed Damon as he approached an elderly woman that walked out of the building, followed by two children who looked eager to play. “Should we ditch him?” Lucius’s stern voice reached my ears and as I whipped my head in his direction, my head danced to signify a negative response. “Why are you doing this?” he asked further. Sighing hard, my head darted to the right again and I watched as Damon approached us, a small smile on his face. A tingle danced in my stomach as he moved closer and I felt my pussy lips smear together as my legs crossed over each other. I am a woman who is done for, I am not going to lie. It has been almost two weeks since our rendezvous at the party hall’s car park and I feel highly starved. Anytime I set my eyes on Damon, I ease my needs by imagining us in a sensual po
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY FOUR
SELENA “Follow me right now,” I ordered the fool in front of me who wouldn’t stop smiling, displaying his diamond-grilled teeth which succeeded in making him look uglier than he had made himself. “That’s all I intend to do with my life,” Damancio announced as I walked past him, a huff escaping my lips. Once we were out on the plain grounds, at a distance quite farther from the building, the man pulled my arm, causing me to halt my steps. I had no intention to house whatever ridiculous thing he came to say, so, with my gaze hardened, I jerked his hold off. “What do you want, Damancio?” “Can you at least show some excitement?” It was a delight to watch the grown man complain in a childish voice. As his shoulders danced in a silly manner, his structured jaws twitched at intervals and I could tell that he was still in pain from the last surgery he had. Why he was so addicted to body modification was always a question that bugged my mind each time I see him. “Can you leave now?” My ar
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY FIVE
DAMON Honestly, I need to stamp a loud reminder in my brain to ensure that I stick to the decisions I make pertaining to Selena. Because, there I was, speaking huskily and picturing her naked when my words a few days ago were filled with anger toward her. I can still recall how glad I was that I was able to come up with the sudden deal I mentioned. But now… As she gave a response to my question, I felt her hands dig into my waist. With a huge sense of abandonment, I quickly held the back of her head and salvaged the taste of her lips, kissing her as though I had an enormous hunger for her touch hidden within me. Selena’s feet staggered toward the seat that had been waiting to be occupied. Without a hitch, she returned the kiss, making my lips feel peppery as I caused hers to swell since I couldn’t stop licking and sucking the flesh of her lips. My fingers slowly began to span to the side of her face and I was about to reach for her blouse when I recalled that we were about to hav
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY SIX
DAMON As my fingers that were drenched with her juices pressed onto her clit once more, my touch drove Selena to another state of pleasure. We had not left our tight position in the car when Selena demanded I continued what I started. All I did was play with her nerved clit which responded to my touch in a way I didn’t expect. And, truthfully, as she wiggled her body in reaction, my entire system felt awakened and I wished to do more than tease her pulsing pink bud with my rigorous motions. But, as I watched her face display pleasant relief as she released the pent-up desires within her, I felt more than satisfied. For some reason, I forgot about how tense I was feeling and put all of my attention on her, sweeping away strands of her hair that were attempting to stay glued to her sweaty forehead. Quietly, still naked, I watched as she dragged her breaths. I relished how her left hand wouldn’t stop coming in contact with my chest, her fingers dragging over my chest in a way that rem
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY SEVEN
DAMON “There you are,” Selena greeted me as I stepped into the room which gave off an eerie aura. “Where have you been?” Not responding, my hands were in my pockets as I scanned my sight through the arraign of different ammunition alongside the numerous kinds of firearms that were hanging on the red wall, the entire room reminding me of the bloody scene that made me stay away from the mansion for three days. Watching her calm face, I quickly deduced that she was barely disturbed by what happened that day. Well, unlike her, I still find it hard to get the scene out of my head. As I went about my work during the past few days, I constantly felt like I would suddenly hear the booming noise of numerous gunshots. It took me so much guts to walk back into the mansion after what I saw that day. “Damon?” Selena queried, her hands carrying a shotgun that she had been inspecting. “Is something the matter?” Swallowing hard, I decided to speak my mind before the raging thing inside me decide
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FORTY EIGHT
DAMON “Wait, Selena…” The woman wouldn’t listen. Her determined eyes stayed glued on my chest which was now successfully exposed, my tee shirt finding its way to the tiled ground. “What are you…” My breath instantly hitched as she leaned closer and trailed the wetness on the tip of her tongue over my right nipple. I could feel my abdomen turn to jelly as she continuously tried to excite me and I must confess, her attempts were about to be prosperous. A little pop-like sound ensued as Selena gave the hardness of my right tit a single suck. Then, she repeated her action, causing me to stifle a groan. Selena’s eyes didn’t seem so innocent as she looked up at me, and as I stared down at her. Her slim hands grabbed the thickness of my thighs, and I could tell where she was taking the unexpected situation to. “Wait, Selena.” “Should I?” The hot breath from her mouth fanned my breast and I found myself drawing my hands into fists so that I can remain sane. Sane enough to take control of
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