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Chapter 7: A Crime To Witness
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Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 8: Temptation, Fear and Anger
Claudia Woods’ Point of View My breathing was hitching the moment he held my hand. I hate dark surroundings as it makes my skin shiver and my whole damn persona tremble. I was pushed towards the wall for the second time around. Zamir’s forehead were imprinted against mine whilst his hand was on the wall, touching it. In front of us was the enormous mirror which became the way why I could see our reflection in front. The gun was on top of my head whilst his hands were also on it. His body figure is near and mind you, even for just an inch he moves, my heart was thumping fast and my body was itching for more. I held his chest and pushed him a little. However, this alluring man held my wrist until the head of the gun is now on my head. “Jesus!” I muttered whilst my voice was shaking. Zamir pursued his lips and spoke. “Why are you so damn fucking hard-headed, Claudia? Huh?” he whispered sternly. The way he stares at me screams mixed emotions. It was consist of passion, scorching gl
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 9: A Rule To Break
Claudia Woods’ Point of View I woke up not having a single bruise in my hands. The memories from last night nearly fell off my mind the moment I opened my eyes and began reckoning things that happened yesterday. Upon glancing at my surroundings, I knew from the very start I slept inside his room again yet seeing the other side of the bed empty made me bit my lower lip. He’s not present as he used to. Well… maybe he went out to work as expected? Lorenzo said that he’s a busy person and it’s just right to assume he’s already at work. However, upon thinking that he’s in a business industry, a sudden thought comes to my mind. I went down seeing familiar men standing like robots again. There they are, being some sort of an AI when in fact, they are people themselves. Seeing how firm they stood made me sneer. If I were their boss, I wouldn't let my men be treated this way. I will make them comfortable around but sadly, I wasn't their big boss. Holding the small cup I had with me since y
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 10: What Mystery Lies Beneath The Sand?
Claudia Woods' Point of View I went back inside the dining area right after they ate. I patiently waited for them to finish and seeing how they peek with each other and nodded their heads, I knew they somehow liked it. When I went back inside the kitchen, I saw Lisa's shocked face. She was glancing at the pan where the pasta was and seeing me coming inside with plates in my hand shocked me even more. "Did you let the men outside e-eat the remaining pasta, Miss Claudia?" I grinned. "Yes! I found a way not to waste a single food, Lisa!" I said with a huge smile. Instead of being happy, Lisa's face showed a problematic expression. It is when she held her head and massaged it slowly whilst whining toward me. The smile on my face vanished before I pouted. She seemed not happy with what I've done! "The guards outside have a schedule they are strictly following. If Señor Zamir finds out about this, he will get mad for sure!" That man would get mad? Then go, try me! Basic ethics has b
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 11: The Flashback of Pain
Claudia Woods' Point of View There was no denying the fact that Zamir had me completely besotted. Even if it is difficult for me to confess it, my heart is able to sense a familiar presence deep within my shattered heart. While I was waiting outside for Lisa, I chewed the lower part of my lip. His kisses are things that have become a tattoo in my head, and for some reason, up until this very moment, I am still moist. If his guys didn't knock on his door, the earlier kiss would have continued without being broken. The unexpected action taken by them infuriated me while also making me agitated and excited at the same time. The very idea that he was occupied in his office and didn't want anyone to interrupt him makes me feel like a complete and utter failure. How I wish I could have just burst in and asked him to do it with me again without having to knock on the door first! As soon as I was unable to push the abrupt notion to the back of my mind, lengthy lips with a pouty appearance
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 12: Argument with Him
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI went to the farthest corner of the kitchen and pulled out the item that I've been wrangling with in an effort to gain a grip on it. I was unable to remove it since Zamir's eyes were frequently on me, and even when he wasn't present, a certain bodyguard continued to accompany me wherever I went. This made it impossible for me to remove it. I am unsure of exactly where Zamir and his men were, but when I went to the garden, there was no one there manning the watchtower. It is likely that he left early this morning while the others were occupied with their meeting. On the other side, I pulled out my phone, and to my dismay, there was no service in the area where I was currently standing. In light of the fact that the entire estate gave off the impression of being haunted, I am certain that no one will notice that I am there. I raised my hand and frantically sought to find a signal till it climbed up to two bars before giving up. I went to my contacts and
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 13: Leave
Claudia Woods' Point of View I was sustaining my weight by grabbing onto the head line of the sofa as it was sitting under me. While this was going on, both of my knees were resting on it, and my legs were split apart. A man was behind me, chewing on my wet and pinkish womanhood. When he finally put his tongue inside my hole, I couldn't help but groan and moan with delight as he proceeded to perform whatever it was that he was doing concurrently. In spite of this, he positioned himself such that he could slide his crouch inside my core while he grabbed both of my waists while we were standing in front of the enormous vanity mirror. The only things in the room where Zamir and I are are the bed, the sofa, and the mirror, which allows me to watch us and see our reflection at the same time. Zamir placed his hands stealthily on my chest and began, for some inexplicable reason, to play with my peaks while simultaneously massaging both of my valleys in an effort to push himself even fart
Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 14: Bathroom
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewWhen he saw that I had joined him inside in my naked state, he broke into a wide grin. As he continued to play his little crouch while staring at me with a mixture of fire, lust, and misery in his gaze, he arched his eyebrows slightly. The instant that my eyes fell onto his thing, my cheeks started to heat. It was strenuous and required standing. It appeared as though the veins on it were moving, just like the veins on his hands, which also appeared to be moving. I approached Zamir in a measured manner and held his thing before moving in for a kiss on the lips. My goal was to plant it there. I took the initiative and removed his hands from whatever he was focusing on. It was a simple, unremarkable action on my part, but I was the one who was now moving my hands in an upward and downward motion for him. He spoke in a low tone as he asked, "I thought you wanted to sleep?" I gave him a hum while showing him my puckered lips. "I do…" Zamir licked his lips
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Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI appreciated what took place, but I had no idea the repercussions would be like this! After Zamir and I had concluded our business in the restroom, he exited, and a few minutes later I found myself dozing off to sleep. My eyes grew significantly larger once I was shown the current time. I was under the impression that Zamir had already left, but I can see that his belongings are still here and that nothing has been moved. I made an effort to move, but my pain prevented me from doing so. His rough fuck earlier in the morning was to blame for all of the damage that was done to my internal organs. I attempted to rise up and then sit back down. I am completely oblivious to the current time and have no idea when it is. I walked as casually as I could despite the fact that I was only wearing his shirt, my undergarments, and my bras. I tried my best. As soon as I planted both feet on the ground, I was taken aback when I spotted Lorenzo chatting with some of hi
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