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Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 12
EmilyI don’t know what Felix wants to talk about, but as I sit on the coffee table counter, watching him bring me coffee, I don’t believe I can focus on what he has to say.He’s still shirtless, and those abs ... how had I never noticed them before?Probably because I was too busy fucking him.He close to me and puts the cup down. “There you go,” he says, his finger gently touching mine.“Thanks.”I take a sip. It’s perfect. Just like me.“Well,” he begins, his voice bringing me back to the conversation.“I wanted to talk about something important.”“Okay ...” I respond, trying my best to control my racing heart.His face is serious, his eyes looking into mine as though he’s contemplating something based on being able to hear my thoughts.I wait for him to speak, but he doesn’t. Not for what feels like an eternity, at least.Unable to handle it any longer, I try and break the tension with a joke:“You need a passport if you want to go on this journey with me.”He stares at me in di
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 13
FelixAs I drill into her, her waist in the palms of my hand, her ass moving in waves while my dick attacks her full throttle, I want to show her who’s boss.Our bodies are slick with sweat, our pants harsh against each other’s ears as I drive into her with a feral hunger, I can barely contain, my balls slapping against her ass while I devour her body and soul.I pump faster and faster. The only sound resonating is our heavy panting and skin against skin.I bend forward, grab her hair in my fist, and pull her neck back so her body is arched like a kitten’s.“You really are trouble, aren’t you, Emily?” I ask her.“You like it dirty, huh?” she says, turning her face at an angle where I can see her bite her lip.“Oh, you have no idea,” I whisper, sliding my hands up to her breasts and squeezing them gently before thrusting.I find a steady pace, controlling, and calculative. I know how women cum, and this one...I want her to fucking cum, and cum, and cum again. I want to please her like
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 14
EmilyFelix has over ridden all the crash systems in my life in one swift move.He’s come in and dealt with every problem I have, at least the ones he knows about.My bedroom has been set up with more than everything I could possibly need.A study table with a state-of-the-art computer system, a brand-new wardrobe, makeup, shoes of all kinds, a treadmill, and a mini-fridge!I could live here and survive without ever having to go out.It’s insane.Whenever I try to thank him, he flicks my attempts aside with a wave of his hand - almost coldly, like thanking him brings him some form of insult.I take off my T-shirt and bra to find a comfier one. Maybe change into a dress?I shouldn’t have lied to him, I know, but what other choice did I have?When he asked me if there was more ... how could I tell him that not only was there more, but also less.That my father wasn’t an alcoholic, that I grew up with more money than I knew what to do with, and that my parents didn’t die in a car acciden
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 15
EmilyAlto scowls but does as he is told, grabbing the two other men and heading out.Just before they exit, he turns, looks at me, and then at Felix. He asks, “What about her?”“She works for me now,” says Felix coldly.“Boss. I ain’t done her background check.”I feel the panic rise in my heart. What if they need to do a background check?What if they discover who I really am and find my ID fake, which it is.“Get out,” says Felix, ending this conversation. I sigh with relief.Once they are gone, Felix turns to me with an apologetic look.“I am so sorry about that,” he says softly, putting a hand on my shoulder gently.“It’s okay,” I say. Felix is scanning my face closely, and I know why.He wants to see if the violence has made me nervous.It hasn’t, and why would it?I grew up in the Battaglia home, surrounded by this sort of stuff all the time.But I pretend it’s shaken me up because I risk losing more than I gain if I don't.“Sir,” I say, moving to the man. “Are you alright? Wha
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 16
FelixI don’t know what having a first day at work is like, but I imagine it would be harrowing.Which is why I’m in the kitchen at seven a.m., cooking breakfast for Emily.Emily walks in, and I momentarily forget my trail of thought.She’s dressed in a silky robe that barely covers her curves, her hair tousled from sleep.She gives me a sleepy smile before taking a seat at the table.“Good morning,” she says, her voice still husky from just waking up.“Good morning,” I reply, turning down the heat on the stove. “You hungry?”“Starving,” she says with a smile. “You cook breakfast?”“Icookedbreakfast,” I correct her. “You know, with it being your first day and everything.”“Wow,” she says, giving me this look of affection that makes me nervous.One day in, and already the lines are getting blurred.“Don’t get used to it,” I say, trying to minimize the effort.Emily chuckles softly, taking a sip of her coffee.“I won’t. But thank you,” she adds, her eyes still shining with appreciation.
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 17
EmilyI’ve been working for Felix for three weeks now, and much to my chagrin, each day is harder than the last - at home and in the basement of his office.At home, we linger on the periphery of desire.I can see it in his eyes, and he can see it in mine.Forced to live in close proximity, forbidden by the nature of our professional understanding to fall prey to our desires, our relationship is a delicate balance between suppressing our emotional and physical needs and giving into temptation.But it’s in the basement where things really heat up.Every time Felix walks by me, his scent overwhelms me.The musky smokiness of his cologne is like a drug to me.I find myself craving every inch of his body - his broad shoulders, chiseled chest, and washboard abs.My attraction to Felix simmers and boils as I watch him move around the room, barking authoritative orders at his subordinates.He’s different at work and at home. At home, he’s endearing, cooking meals, helping me iron my clothes
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 18
FelixWhen Emily walks in,I’m sitting at my desk, carefully looking over the latest shipment routes.“You’re home late,” I assess. “Now, I swear you’re avoiding me.”“Why didn’t you back me up in there?” she attacks like a lioness on the prowl.I put away my papers and fold my hands before me, watching her. “What do you mean?” I ask, confused.“In the operations room, I told everyone about the unattempted login attempts. You didn’t believe or support me. You made me look like a fool,” she gritted her teeth.“I didn’t make you look like anything, Emily. I simply stated the truth. We have layers of security; it’s unlikely anyone could breach our defenses,” I explain calmly.“But it’s not impossible,” she counters, her voice rising.“Even if it was, you should have had my back. As you've repeatedly told me, I’m part of this family now, and I protect our interests. You should trust me, respect me.”I stand up, towering over her small frame.“I do respect you, Emily. And I trust you, but y
Impregnated By The Mafia Don chapter 19
Felix“Oh, I’m feeling more than frisky,” she whispers, her breath hot against my skin.She bites my lower lip, playful and clear - rules are meant to be forgotten.I feel a shiver run down my spine as her lips graze my neck. My body responds to her touch, and I feel myself growing hard against her.Without warning, I flip her around, pinning her against the wall and taking control. Her face is turned sideways, and I bend forward.My lips meet hers in a fierce, passionate kiss, and I feel her moan against my mouth.My hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of those delicious curves.I rip off her blouse, revealing her black lacy bra underneath. Emily gasps as my hands cup her breasts, teasing her nipples with my thumbs.Emily’s breath hisses out at my touch.I bend over and kiss her breast, sucking until a blush blooms under the skin of her tight, pink nipple. She arches against me, her eyes fluttering closed as my tongue flicks the bud.Her skin is so warm and soft that I can
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