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Chapter 23: Something Deep
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2025-04-21 01:54:13
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His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 103: Don Romano’s Call
Alessandra This morning, Enzo decided he was actually going to work outside the house but he got caught up in the gym with me. I've put on a little extra weight from all the sweets that Renata has been feeding me and now that I know she's pregnant, it makes sense that she's so into sweets. She's usually the kind to freak out about what she puts in her body but the pregnancy is apparently a free pass. I would have loved for Renata to join us today but she says she can't be around that much chaos, someone is bound to notice that she's pregnant and she doesn't want anyone to know yet. I'm very honoured that she picked me as one of the first ones to know, I never get picked first for anything outside of the job. I am on my way to lunch with Gianna, Vittoria, Eva, Emerson and Sofia when my phone begins to ring, I reach for it and Father's name flashes on the screen. My heart begins to pound as I slide it to answer. “Father,” I answer, clearing my throat. “Hello my dear,” he says
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 102: Flirtatious
“Bruised Hope,” I lie, I plan on going somewhere I can find some bad men who deserve to get their lives ended, and I know exactly where to find them. “You're in no position to be running up and down with a bunch of children, sit down,” he says, his eyes still on his laptop. And I do. I sit my ass down like a toddler who was just scolded by her dad, and it’s only because I feel a wave of nausea hit me, hard. “Ty vlastnyy.” (You’re controlling.) I hiss, purposefully switching to Russian. “Ty lyubish’, kogda ya vlastnyy.” (You love it when I’m controlling.) Enzo retorts, and I click my tongue. I forget I’m not the only one who speaks over twenty languages. “Tol’ko kogda ty menya trakhaesh’.” (Only when I’m getting fucked.) I argue. “A ne kogda ya pytayus’ snyat’ napryazhenie.” (And not while I’m trying to relieve tension.) “Khochesh’, chtoby ya tebya trakhnul?” (Would you like to be fucked?) I pause—his Russian has an accent, but he speaks it better than my father, who ha
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 101: Still Sick
Alessandra I woke up sick today, probably from all that sobbing last night. I thought the part of me that was prone to tears was cauterised a long time ago, but it's like being near Enzo makes me emotional in every sense. I think he broke me and it's not the kind of breaking that I’m used to. Like that of bones shattering beneath a blow, or the look on a man’s face just before I end him. That kind of breaking is easy, I can handle it, it's clean and Predictable, everything that whatever this is isn't. I'm slowly turning into something I don't recognise, I wasn't like this, I didn’t ache when someone looked away from me too long. I didn’t care where anyone went, or whether their voice sounded tired, or whether they still reached for me in their sleep but now I get bothered when I turn at night and Enzi isn't holding me. I used to laugh at women who lost themselves in men, I never thought I'd be one of them. It’s pathetic. Hell, I’m pathetic too. I was trained to kill with my
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 100: Silent Breakdown
I look at her, she stares down at me with wide-eyed and swollen lips. I have never seen anything so unguarded in her, there is no sign of the armour she's recently built, none of the defiance she slaps me with, just want. She moves faster now, each bounce draws a soft moan from her throat. The slap of skin grows louder, and Sasha is whimpering now, crying out for me to fuck her harder and deeper when she's the one with the control. My hands guide her movements when she seems lost, and she continues to ride my cock like she’s making a point, both hands against the headboard behind me for balance. I meet her thrust for thrust, lifting my hips so I'm driving my cock into her, groaning into her throat when she leans in and kisses me, her breath stuttering with pleading moans. “You’re doing so good,” I rasp against her lips. This isn’t just sex, it’s something more. It always is with her. The way she opens up to me like this, the way she falls apart just for me. She doesn’t say i
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 99: Silent Need
“Don’t pressure them,” Renata frowns. “We have been together for way too long, and the baby just happened to be an accident.” “Yeah, let’s maybe not tell that to our child?” Dom tells her, and she simply shrugs. “It’s a happy accident,” Renata smiles. “I’m so glad you guys know now.” I don’t say anything. Dominic winks at me. I’ve known about this child for a very long time, probably even before Renata did. He’s been wanting an heir so badly because he’s outranked by his brothers, but his wife was too busy running into clubs with her single friends, as well as my wife. You’d think being pregnant would settle her down, but nope, she’s still out clubbing with the likes of Gia and Sofia Romano every chance she gets. “So that’s why you’ve been eating sweets like that,” my wife nods. “I did think it was odd for you to be so into sweets, but then I too change preferences so easily.” “That was my first clue,” Renata says with a humoured laugh. “I was so into raspberry jam, and th
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 98: Ren’s announcement
Enzo I’m aware of how to come back from the situation I've put myself and Sasha in. Maybe if I had been honest from the beginning and had requested for Sasha as my bride things would be a bit different. I've wanted Sasha from the day I saw her, I had mistaken her for Sofia but something in her eyes redirected me, They're identical but only on the surface, Something about her felt familiar, like I had known her seven lifetimes and still couldn't get enough of our time together. There's nothing I desire more than to see her happy but I don't know how to give her that without setting her free. I can't let another man have her, I can't live without her so the best I can do is try my very best to give her happiness right in this marriage, with me. She wouldn't talk to me since she told me to shut up yesterday at breakfast, she spent the rest of her day hiding away from me and I let her. But tonight? I couldn't stomach the silence, couldn't fill the void of not being close to my wife
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