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A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY THREE
DAMON "Are you okay?" I asked Selena as I pushed the dead man off her body. A small groan escaped her lips as she stood upright, her hand clutching her head. As my eyes roamed the numerous bloodstains on her outfit, I found myself frowning. "You need to get rid of-" Selena sent a sharp gaze in my direction. It was sharp enough to shut me up. Then, she asked, "Are you worried about me, Damon Jones?" The tone of her voice contradicted the evil look in her eyes and I became more confused. My hands which were wrapped around her arms were soon withdrawn and with caution, I watched her as she looked away and checked the stains on her leather jacket. The light-coloured top she wore underneath was heavily stained as well. And, as I stared more and more at those blemishes, I became concerned for myself. The sight of blood was starting to get to me and all I wanted at that moment was to throw Selena into the shower so she could get clean. "I knew you were useless," Lucius spoke from behin
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY FOUR
DAMON "I don't want you," I replied quietly. "I will never let you have your way, Selena." Why does that feel like a lie? Why does my heart thump each time I tell myself that? Why does it feel like I am denying myself something I want when in fact, I am almost certain I don't want Selena? I don't want to be with a woman who tortures people and controls the country. So, why? Why does my heart keep acting like I'm feeding it lies? I gave up searching for the key and just stood facing the door as the sound of running water reached my ears. Then, I quickly washed my hands because I couldn't bear to see the blood on my palms anymore. ~ "You should have joined me," Selena spoke as she stepped out of the shower. I finally turned. With a determined look on my face, I glared at her. I noted the tiny bubbles of water that formed around her shoulder area. A small tattoo was imprinted on her upper chest as well. With that same determination retained, I found myself thinking about some
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY FIVE
SELENA It was finally happening! The very moment I needed was finally happening. As Damon dragged my towel off my body, I felt certain excitement within me and I knew I really wanted that moment. The few times I ever feel that excited are when I have missions to go on or when I have to deal with disobedient members and defaulters. As I felt his hands gently squeeze my buttocks, I felt a rush and I took my hands to his shirt. While our kiss kept making slippery noises while getting more intense, I began to work on getting rid of his buttoned shirt. When his shirt was out of the picture, I hurriedly reached for his trousers whose zipper cooperated. Blinded by my need to hold his dick in my hands again, I didn't bother to get the outfit off him. His trousers hung around his legs helplessly. Slowly, I began to stroke him through his briefs. I wore a smile as I felt his erection grow little by little. My smile widened even more as one of his hands made its way to my bosom and began t
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY SIX
SELENA His fingers soon made a 'V' over my clit and with purpose, he began to play with it. Damon leaned closer to my ear once again and with a very husky voice, he said, "Lay on the floor." "D-Damon..." I moaned his name as he pressed my clit between his fingers. The arm he had around my waist traveled to the back of my neck which he held firmly until he tilted my head the way he wanted. Suddenly, he began to nibble at my skin. Every part of my neck, he placed his lips. His teeth greatly teased my skin as his fingers continued to rub my clit to my greatest pleasure. Moaning sounds that I never thought I would hear myself utter began to leave my mouth and soon, my knees began to give in. Gently, Damon worked his way until I was laying on the cold ground. As he hovered above me, he began to plant kisses all over my chest area. He did not leave out my breasts either. Without pausing, he caressed and kissed and ground until I was moaning his name and dancing in a way that begged
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY SEVEN
DAMON "Shit!" I cursed loudly as I realized I didn't take my clothes with me. As I stared down at my penis and the little redness smeared over its shaft, I wondered what happened to Selena that she stopped what we had going. I was so close to feeling that explosive orgasm. I could feel my insides rush with excitement. I can still recall how my legs curled with desire as our bodies moved rhythmically. Selena felt what I felt as well, I could tell. The look on her face, the way her hands demanded my touch by digging her fingers into my skin, all that was enough to tell me that she enjoyed what we were sharing as much as I did. But something happened mid-way that I couldn't decipher. As my legs paced the small space that barricaded the bathroom from the corridor ahead, I felt a chill embrace my total nakedness. With haste, I scanned the room and when I found a small mountain of folded towels tucked in a corner, I rejoiced. It would indeed be a sad thing if I step out into t
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY EIGHT
DAMON Without uttering a word, I followed Lucius. I followed him until we ended up in front of a room that was shielded by heavy curtains. As the curtains were drawn apart, a large couch was revealed. Seated on the couch was a woman who maintained a very seductive pose. As her playful eyes followed Lucius's and my movements, she said, "Welcome boys. Would you like a dance?" While I made sure I had a respectful look on my face, I had my seat quite far from her. For a second, I grazed my sight through her body which was shielded by a simple robe that contradicted the bold makeup on her face. Her hair danced as she sharply turned in my direction after Lucius walked out of the room. "A dance?" she asked as I threw a gentle smile in her direction. "No," my hands quickly gestured, "thank you. You don't have to." "I have to get paid either way. Even if I don't give you a dance," she got up and began to walk toward me, "I have to get paid." "Oh." A slight chuckle escaped my lips.
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY NINE
DAMON I felt my fingers dig into the hard surface of the device in my hand. My brows twitched with anger as Ethan locked eyes with me for a prolonged moment. While his honey-like orbs danced with delight, Ethan wore a smirk on his face and Basiton made a certain noise with his mouth. As the taller man shuffled his legs toward Ethan, he asked, "Do you know Pretty Boy?" "Know him?" That voice... I hated it so much. The few times I heard its thickness which had some croaking effects each time he spoke, I always felt a rush of anger in my bones. Well, that was understandable. He always reminded me of someone I hate to remember. "Of course, I know him. Why won't I know my half-brother?" "Brother?" Basiton was certainly amused. After he looked in my direction, he quickly darted his eyes toward Ethan who still had a gloating aura around him despite him being in a situation where he could become a prisoner. "You didn't tell me you had a brother, Ethan." "Half-brother," I corrected, the h
A Deal With The Mafia Queen THIRTY
SELENA As he blew air onto my pulsing bud, I felt a small shiver run down my spine. I found that I was about to delve into the effect of his touch when I quickly caught myself and grabbed a handful of his hair. I watched his forehead fold into a frown as our eyes met in the slight darkness that hovered around us. His touch that rested against my waist made me release a low sigh of delight. His warm hands made my skin feel like a rare treasure. The way he carefully held me, the way his fingers didn't stop planting slight caresses over my waist, made my entire body feel wanted. He indeed made me feel like a rare treasure. But, I had an intention. I didn't want to succumb to his touch like I did last time. I want to be in charge. I want to tell him what to do to me. Every plan he might have, I have the strong desire to trample on it and make him do my bidding. I do not want him to control me with his touch. Nobody gets to control me. Nobody. Not even the man that I want. Damo
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