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Chapter 117: My Turn To Punish Him
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Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 126: I Will Not Fail My Daughter
Dante's POV"An idea?" I leaned back in my chair, trying to look casual even though I was curious about whatever she was about to suggest."Instead of having her come here tomorrow," she said, circling around the desk slowly, "Ariel and I could go to the designer’s store together. We could both choose the dress. Make it a bonding day."Before she could get too close, I pulled back. Every protective instinct I had roared awake. My body went rigid."No.""Dante, listen…""I said no, Gianna."She did not back down. Of course she did not. Stubborn woman."If we are going to get along, we need to spend time together."She closed the distance in one determined step, standing between my legs and forcing my eyes up to her. Having her that close did things to me I did not want to deal with. Her scent, the warmth of her skin, the way her dress framed her curves. Every part of me reacted at once, heat shooting through my veins."And shopping for dresses sounds like something she would enjoy. She
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 125: You Make All The Rules
Dante's POVI shot Bruno a hard look, barely holding myself together."What was so urgent that you could not wait for me to come down?" I muttered, not bothering to face him.I pushed away from the door and started down the room."Apologies, Don." He followed behind me, his heavy steps scraping at my nerves. "I need you to sign off on some of the guests for tomorrow."Gianna stayed behind me, sliding her hands into her hair, her skin still flushed from everything that had almost happened.Behind me, her voice came out confused. "What is happening tomorrow?"I ignored her. Bruno handed me his tablet. I scrolled through the guest list and the timeline.In our world, there had to be an engagement party where all the leading clans and a few selected people were invited. Then the Mafia King introduced his betrothed to them before the wedding. It was tradition. A show of unity and power.I had not told Gianna because I did not want her looking for reasons to postpone things."Has everyone b
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 124: Beg Me To Touch You
Dante's POV"Make you what, baby? Cum?" I pressed her fingertip just barely inside, enough to make her gasp but nowhere near enough to satisfy. "I could do that. I could make you come so hard you would see stars. But you know what I want to hear first."Her lips trembled as she bit her lip, fighting herself, fighting me, fighting the desperate need consuming her."Still being stubborn," I observed, pulling her finger free. "Even when your pussy is crying for me. Even when you are so close to breaking you can taste it.""Dante." Her voice hitched, raw and needy, and I could feel every tremor of her body answering me."I can see it, you know." I held her hand still, making her wait, making her ache. "I can see how badly you need this. How your thighs are trembling. How your breathing is all over the place. How you keep grinding against your own hand like it could ever be enough.""It's not.""It's not enough," I agreed, voice low and dark. "It will never be enough. Because it is not my
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 123: She Chose Pride Over Pleasure
Dante's POV My fingers circled the waistline of her lacy panties, dipping just a little, teasing her until she couldn’t think straight. Until she broke for me. "Use your words." "Your touch," she breathed, voice thin and shaky. "I need your touch." "Where?" I pulled my hand back just enough for her eyes to snap open, wide and desperate. "Tell me." Her cheeks flushed deep, color rushing down her throat. Her thighs pressed together like she could stop the ache building between them. "Everywhere." A low sound slipped out of me. "Not even close to good enough." I stepped back completely and let go of her wrists. They fell uselessly at her sides as she stared at me, her chest rising fast, her body begging even without her mouth. "If you want something from me," I drawled, letting my eyes drag over her naked skin, "you’re going to earn it." Her breath hitched. "Earn it? H..how?" I moved in close enough that my breath brushed her lips, but not close enough to touch her. "Beg." Her
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 122: I'm In Charge
Dante's POVDesire raced through me like wildfire. My cock strained against my pants, already hard from the memory of this morning. How her tongue wrapped around me, stroking, taking me deeper, sucking until I could barely breathe.And now the way she was looking at me again, like she wanted to devour me and run from me at the same time, sent a fresh surge of heat tearing through me.Unable to hold back, I caught her wrist, my hand closing fully around it. Her pulse hammered against my thumb. I pulled her hand down and pressed it directly against my cock.The moment her palm touched me, I nearly lost it.Her hand felt impossibly soft even through my pants. Warm and small and perfect. The pressure shot straight through my body, pleasure ripping up my spine. I hardened even more under her touch, swelling until the fabric felt ready to tear."This is what I had to endure," I gritted through clenched teeth. "And I have every intention of making you finish what you started."Her eyes lit u
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 121: Letting My Self Feel
Dante's POVMy hands fell away from her without warning. The space between us felt colder than it should have. I stepped back. I didn’t mean to, but the wound opened the second she said those words.I couldn’t hold it, not when the ache still lived right under my ribs, like it happened yesterday.She noticed every detail.“You were the one telling me to open up a few minutes ago,” she said softly. “Now you don’t want to do the same?”“It’s different,” I muttered. I turned my face away. I didn’t want her reading my eyes. “It’s not the same.”“How?” she asked. “We’re both hurting. Maybe not the same way, but pain is pain. And I shared mine. I need you to share yours too. If this is going to work.”I let out a breath and felt a small grin tug at my mouth. She was using my own words against me. The woman was braver than she knew.I slid my hands into my pockets, searching for some kind of control. “What do you want to know?”“Tell me about your wife. It’s obvious how much you loved her. A
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