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Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance Drown in the tub, Mia
She helped him pull his pant shorts down and off his legs.“I always wonder if that thing is real?” she whispered, her eyes and lips smiling wide, staring at him.He laughed, a deep, satisfied rumble. She’s so adorable. “Come ‘ere, baby girl.” He kissed her mouth again. “Feel him.” He wrapped her hand around his cock, her fingers barely made it three quarters of the way around, he felt her tremble a little as he lead her hand up and down on his proud boy, watching her eyes widen with each stroke.“You’re going to love this, he’s as real as my Mia,” he mumbled, his voice thick with anticipation. “You’re going to love me.”A promise. And she wanted to tell him to shove it up his ass. But instead she kept thinking of the impossible ways this man was going to fuck and ruin her.Hades was enjoying the moment as he was in his glory today. Going without for so long would do that. He had to prepare her well before he fucked her or he could do real damage to her little pussy before the night w
Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance Please. Don't.
The drive back to the estate in the pouring rain was wild, almost reckless. The rain lashed against their motorcycle helmets, blurring the world into streaks.Hades drove with a frantic energy, passing roads with dangerous skill as they both kept shouting and laughing over silly things.Claudine clung to him, her body pressed against his, the warmth of his skin seeping through her clothes. The adrenaline from the races, combined with the heady scent of rain and exhaust, had left her feeling lightheaded, a little reckless herself.They were both still buzzing from the night’s triumphs when they got close to the house, a shared excitement that seemed to melt the usual walls between them.“That was... insane!” Claudine yelled over the roar of the engine and the drumming rain, her voice breathless. “You drive like a man with a death wish, Hades! Or like you own the road. Which, knowing you, you probably do.”Hades chuckled, the sound vibrating through her chest. “Only the roads that lead
Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance A Furious Night
A little while later, Hades led her back to the hidden garage, a vast space that hummed with machines. The black motorcycle from last night waited, looking even more menacing. He handed her a helmet.Well, before the dinner ended, she didn’t get any more indulging answers from Hades. Or a kiss.As they got ready to leave, Claudine watched his close team. Charon, back from Cuba, was by Hades’s side, securing his own helmet, his presence a quiet shield. Artemis, who had been with Claudine all day, now stood near the garage entrance, watching.Her eyes occasionally met Charon’s. There was a brief, almost unseen look between them, a silent message of shared burdens and deep trust. Claudine noted it.They’re more than just colleagues. A very tight unit. Like two pieces of a dangerous puzzle. Hades has loyal people. It makes him even stronger. And more isolating for me. Even his enforcers have a softer side. It’s almost…sweet. A dangerous kind of sweet.Hades swung his leg over the bike, t
Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance Bragging Rights
Claudine’s breath caught, a tiny gasp. She hesitated, her mind racing. He was asking her to be honest, but honesty was a trap. “I’m... adjusting, Hades,” she said, carefully, a practiced lie. “It’s certainly... different. More opulent, less predictable. My old life was rather... predictable. This one, well, it’s a constant plot twist.” She forced a small, tight smile. “But a life with no escape... will you ever let me go, Hades? If I settle in, if I adjust?”He leaned forward, his eyes locking onto hers, intense and challenging. “If you were me, Mia, would you let you go?”Claudine hesitated. Her eyes searched his, a silent challenge passing between them, a battle of wills. His gaze was unyielding, demanding. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken questions and dangerous truths. She saw the answer in his eyes before he spoke.He broke the silence, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. “I thought so.”He then pulled back. “But now that I’m back, I have something else planned for us.
Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance Dinner
Around 5:45 PM, the smell of cooked food and spices drifted from the kitchen, pulling Claudine from her thoughts. Tired of exploring, she decided to do something useful. She missed cooking. It was a real, controllable act, calming for her nerves.She found the kitchen to be perfect – shining steel counters, every high-tech gadget, and a pantry like a fancy grocery store. She decided to make a big country meal. Something comforting, something that smelled of home, a sharp contrast to the cold house and the chilling note she’d received. She hummed as she pulled out cutting boards and fresh food.A smart music player filled the kitchen with country songs she used to listen to in LA, about trucks and lost loves. She hummed along, chopping vegetables, the knife making a satisfying thwack, while she imagined it to be ‘someone else’ limbs. The music and cooking calmed her. She was in her element here, not thinking about missions or mafia kings. Just about roasted chicken and mashed potatoes
Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance A girl can dream
•Music intro: 'Try me' by Temx•The steady noise of the motorcycle engine from last night still vibrated through Claudine, a wild rhythm that had settled deep in her bones. The ride had been intense. Terrifying, yes, but also thrilling in a way she hadn’t expected. Hades, a dark shape against the blurring trees, had driven with a fierce grace that was both alarming and strangely captivating. She’d held onto him, her body pressed tight, the wind whipping past her face, the scent of pine and something distinctly him filling her senses. It was pure speed.For a few reckless moments, she hadn’t been an agent or a captive, just a woman on the back of a powerful machine, holding onto a dangerous man.She’d even laughed, a breathless, genuine sound that felt new. He’d slowed by a dark lake, the moon shining on the water, and they had just sat there, the engine soft, the silence deep, broken only by crickets.He hadn’t said anything, just listened to the night, his large body a warm, solid
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