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Born in Mafia Blood His Type
It didn't take long for the bartender to make me double of whatever I ordered. I downed the first glass like it was water--totally ignoring the way the liquor burned my throat as it went down. "Another please." I practically panted before softly wiping my lips and preserving my lipstick. The handsome bartender lifted his brow in hesitation before making me another drink. "Thanks." I smiled before taking it from him and taking a lengthy sip. "Maybe slow down a bit." He offered, "You don't want to be drunk around these kinds of people." I couldn't help but laugh in amusement before smirking at him. "Oh yeah?" I teased, "And why shouldn't I get drunk around these kind of people?" "Because they're wolves." He whispered as his eyes darted around the room, "They'd consume someone so innocent like you." My eyes rolled before I could stop them. "I'm not that innocent." I laughed it off, "And I was born to a pack of wolves myself, so I"ll be fine." I waved him off
Born in Mafia Blood Revenge Dress
I was still reeling from the dressing room scene I found myself in with Dante. His words left a nasty taste in my mouth. The audacity of that man to say that I belonged to him already, I just didn't know it yet--was very fucking frustrating. But there was this small nagging feeling inside of me that kept telling me he was right. After we left Ocean's shop, we went to some fancy restaurant and ate to our heart's content. Dante never showed up, which was surprising. But maybe he was actually keeping his promise when he said he'd give me some space and leave me alone. Three more days have passed and I haven’t seem him around at all. I know I shouldn’t be looking for him, but I do. I expect him to show up in front of me, but he hasn't yet and I honestly don't know how to feel about it. It's driving me crazy and I honestly hate it. It feels like a witch put a spell on me and I can't get him out of my head. I'm drawn to him like a moth is to a flame and I can't help it. Cara has
Born in Mafia Blood Dressing Room
Ocean quikcly came over, complimenting me in her dress. "I knew my dresses would be perfect on you!" She raved, "Just look at how my designs come alive when they are on you." I gave her a small smile as I nervously fidgeted on my feet. Everyone's eyes on me were making me uncomfortable--especially Dante's. I could feel his heated gaze, knowing he wanted to come up here and devour me. "Okay, I think I'm done now." I breathed out, "I think one was enough to try on." "Oh nonsense! You have to try on more!" Ocean insisted, "My designs were made for you." "Indeed they are." Dante finally voiced his opinion, making it obviously clear he appreciated me all dressed up. "She should definitely try on more." I watched as his eyes slowly drank me in from my feet to the top of my head. His gaze was captivating--pinning me in place and making it hard for me to want to stay away from him. If anything, I was drawn to him. Cara squealed in delight, enjoying every second of this. My eyes snapp
Born in Mafia Blood Unprepared
“I’m sorry, Bella.” Cara apologized as I helped her into her magnificent dress, “I only lied because I didn’t want you too leave right away.” “Mhmhm.” I hummed flatly as I zipped her up in the back. “Seriously Bella.” She whined, “I’ve missed you so much and I just wanted you to stay so we could hang out and catch up.” “Damn, the zipper won’t go any further.” I hissed, making Cara freak out. “WHAT?!” I snickered, “Just kidding.” Making her glare at me through the huge floor to ceiling mirrors that surrounded us. “Now we’re even.” I huffed before taking a step back and admiring Cara in her wedding dress. Cara made a good decision in choosing Ocean to design her wedding dress. She looked extraordinary—like a true queen at a royal ball. The dress was massive and I mean massive. It was made of the finest fabric and was the perfect definition of a princess dress. The bottom of the dress flared with lots of sparkly tulle like fabric. The bodice of the dress was str
Born in Mafia Blood Fibs & Alterations
My heels clanked against the expensive marble as I made my way down the stairs of the west wing in Dante's vacation house. The longer I pondered on it, I knew Dante had a hand in today's ensemble. The rack full of designer dresses were exactly my size, including the various options of expensive heels I could choose from. Not to mention the sets of pure diamonds that sparkled underneath the fluorescent lights that I had my pick to choose from. I felt like a princess. I honestly could get used to this lifestyle, but it isn't entirely ideal. I found my way into the formal dining room, seeing Cara and Ella sitting at the table and enjoying the full spread in front of them. Some of Dante's men were stationed around the dining room, silently guarding us. This was part of the life I didn't like--always having someone breath down your neck because you needed protection from enemies that were always lurking in the shadows, waiting to devour you. I watched as their dark eye
Born in Mafia Blood I Will Not Fall In Love
I was suddenly awoken by the sound of Cara's chirpy voice surging through my exhausted state. "Wakey, wakey!" She practically sang, "It's time to get up!" "No!" I protested, feeling overly exhausted from the lack of sleep I received last night. My dreams were plagued by a certain Don, no matter what I tried to do to forget about him. All I could do was picture how that scene in the kitchen should have finished, if I didn't push him off of me and run away. The dirty things I dreamed about last night, should have been a crime. God, my whole existence should be a crime. I had dreams of Dante's face in between my legs as he devoured my needy cunt inside-out. Then I had dreams of Dante shoving his monstrous cock into my mouth and speaking such dirty things to me, that it made me cum. The icing on the cake was the way Dante pried my legs apart and shoved his thick cock inside of me before completely ruining me on that kitchen counter and eventually releasing his seed and having
Born in Mafia Blood Loose Yourself To Me
It didn't take Dante long to whip something up for me. I was honestly surprised to learn that he knew his way around the kitchen, and he looked good doing it too. There was nothing soft about Dante, but here he was, acting all domesticated to cook me a late night meal. Before I knew it, a pl
Born in Mafia Blood His Good Girl
It's been about four days since Cara's engagement party. I thought I'd be able to put that night behind me, but I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I almost lost my life and it has me pondering on what I should be doing with my life. I've spent these last four days holding up in Dante'
Born in Mafia Blood Regret
ISABELLA'S POVMy eyes fluttered open, leaving me dazed and confused as to why I was asleep in the first place.When did I lay down to sleep?Wasn't I at Cara's engagement party? Before I could brace for it, traumatic memories started to pour in. My limbs burned with pain, reminding me of what hap
Born in Mafia Blood Mine
DANTE’S POV My whole existence was laid out before me when I was conceived. I knew from a young age that I was meant to be king. The mafia world belonged to me when I was in diapers and it still belonged to me now at the age of thirty. Sometimes I try and remember when it clicked for me as a
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