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Wedding planner and the bride
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2026-03-17 23:14:35
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Months had passed since the war ended, and the city finally felt like theirs. Jeff had cleaned house completely—no more rivals breathing down their necks, no more late-night emergencies pulling him away. The penthouse was their sanctuary, filled with the kind of quiet luxury that came from true power. Amy wore his ring now—a stunning diamond that caught the light every time she moved. Not just a symbol of possession anymore, but of forever.The passion between them had never cooled. If anything, it burned hotter with time.Lazy mornings were Amy’s favorite. She’d wake to Jeff’s head between her thighs, his tongue slow and thorough, licking her awake like it was the most important thing in his day. This morning was no different. Sunlight poured through the windows as she threaded her fingers through his dark hair, hips rolling gently against his mouth.“Jeff… fuck, just like that,” she moaned softly, still half-asleep. He sucked her clit with perfect pressure, two thick fingers curling
DDD: Daddies Dirty Desire suagr for the mobster 9
Jeff didn’t waste time after the attack. The next forty-eight hours were a blur of controlled violence. He called in every favor, every loyal man in his network. Rivals’ safe houses were hit. Shipments intercepted. Key players disappeared or turned up broken. By the end of the second day, the threat was gone—crushed under the weight of Jeff’s power. He walked back into the penthouse with fresh blood on his collar but victory in his eyes.“It’s over,” he told Amy, pulling her into his arms the second the door closed. “They’re done. No more looking over our shoulders.”Amy kissed him fiercely, relief flooding her body. “Then we celebrate. For real this time.”Jeff’s private jet was fueled and waiting within the hour. They boarded just the two of them—plus a discreet crew who knew better than to interrupt. The cabin was pure luxury: wide leather seats, a bedroom in the back, champagne chilling. As soon as they reached cruising altitude, Jeff locked the bedroom door and backed Amy against
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Gunshots shattered the night.Amy had been waiting in the penthouse like Jeff asked, nerves stretched tight after their office confrontation. He was due back from a meet when the first shots rang out downstairs in the parking garage. Shouts. Screams. Then the elevator dinged and Jeff burst through the door, gun in hand, blood soaking the side of his black shirt.“Rivals,” he growled, locking the door and shoving a heavy chair against it. “They made their move. Get down!”Amy dropped behind the kitchen island as windows cracked from bullets outside. Jeff returned fire from the balcony edge, his body a shield between her and the chaos. One of his men shouted updates through the door—backup coming, but the attackers were bold tonight.A sharp crack. Jeff grunted and staggered back, hand pressed to his ribs. Blood welled between his fingers. “Just a graze,” he rasped, but his face was pale. He kept shooting until tires screeched away and sirens wailed in the distance.The attack ended as
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The violence escalated overnight. Jeff came back to the penthouse with blood on his knuckles and a fresh graze along his ribs from a bullet that had come too close. He wouldn’t talk about it, but Amy saw the storm in his eyes. Meetings ran late. Phones rang with urgent, angry voices. The rivals weren’t backing down—they were coming for everything he owned, including her.The next morning, Jeff was distant. He barely touched her as they drank coffee by the windows overlooking the city. His jaw was set, shoulders tense.“You need to go,” he said suddenly, voice flat. “Pack a bag. I’ll set you up somewhere safe. New place, new name if it comes to that. This shit is getting too hot. I won’t risk you.”Amy’s stomach dropped. “What? No. I’m not leaving.”His dark eyes met hers, hard and unyielding. “This isn’t a request, Amy. You’re sugar, remember? The deal was simple. But now it’s dangerous. I can’t focus if I’m worried about you getting caught in the crossfire. Go. I’ll keep paying, keep
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The club event was supposed to be business. Jeff had dragged Amy along to a high-end underground lounge where deals were made in dark corners and alliances were sealed with handshakes and threats. Crystal chandeliers cast low golden light over velvet booths and a pulsing dance floor. Everyone who mattered in the city’s shadows was there—rivals pretending to be friendly, allies watching each other’s backs.Amy wore a slinky black dress Jeff had picked out himself—short, backless, with a deep plunge in front that barely contained her breasts. A thin gold chain around her neck and heels that made her legs look killer. She stayed close to him most of the night, his hand possessive on her lower back or thigh.But then Marco showed up. One of Jeff’s newer associates, cocky and sharp-dressed, with an easy smile that didn’t reach his calculating eyes. While Jeff stepped away for a quick meeting, Marco slid into the booth beside her.“You’re wasted on him, beautiful,” Marco said, leaning in to
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The threat came faster than Jeff expected. A rival crew had hit one of his warehouses and left a message—next time it would be personal. He wasn’t taking chances with Amy.“Pack light,” he told her that night, voice tight as he shoved clothes into a duffel. “We’re going off-grid for a few days.”Amy’s stomach twisted with nerves, but the way Jeff looked at her—like she was the only thing that mattered—made her nod without question. Two hours later, they were in an unmarked SUV heading north into the woods. The safe house was a secluded cabin deep in the pines, no neighbors for miles, stocked with supplies and heavy locks on every door.When they arrived, the tension between them crackled like electricity. The second the cabin door slammed shut, Jeff had her pinned against it. His mouth claimed hers in a fierce kiss, hands roaming everywhere as if reassuring himself she was real and safe.“Been thinking about this the whole drive,” he growled, lifting her so her legs wrapped around his
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