Mafia’s Contract: Tormented III

CHAPTER 1 “Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the World.” – Marilyn Monroe MELODY POV They were intoxicating!The noises of pleasure, of course. My breathing grew ragged, my mewls filling the dense air and intcluding with loud wet skin-to-skin slaps, grunts, and low moans. Hot breath cascaded down my neck when a hot tongue darted out to lick my undoubtedly sweaty skin, wrenching a lewd sound of desire- a sound I never knew I was capable of. My stomach twisted into flip-flops, fireworks crackling low in my veins as I neared the edge. I could feel it building, the intense orgasm that was going to render me weak and knock all the air from out from out of my lungs.“So this is what turns you on, huh?” He groaned on top of me, his wet skin gliding across mine, the sound of skin hitting skin continuing the delicious cacophony that engulfed my senses and played my body on a broken loop. The cocky smirk on his face was both an indignation and an utter aphrodisiac soaring th

CHAPTER 3“Don’t judge someone by how they look, judge them by how many people they’ve harmed.”– Carisma SechrestJORDAN POV“Ahhhhh…” Horrified screams and loud honking of horns rang through the night as I sprung out of the bushes, falling into the road. With a bone-jarring collusion, I landed on my knees against the roughness of the tar road, sending a spasm of pain into my cartilage and right through my stream. People screamed, and I screamed back, only to raise my hands on instinct, showing that I was a very sane person despite my nakedness and my very bloody self. Flashes of cameras went by as people started taking photos. You could have sworn it was the Vanity Fair Red Carpet from how blinding they were. I hated it, and if I had the energy I would have flipped everyone a number, but I was busy concentrating on the dizzying stab of pain that resonated from a gaping hole on my right foot, with blood oozing from it and pooling under me.“Phone.” I groaned, my vision getting blu

at chapter 5“I see the world getting darker every time I see the light of faith slowly fading away, letting the corruption grow.”– Khiem. JORDAN POV“All you do is disappoint me. That’s all you fuckin’ know. Look at your brothers. As soon as they graduated, they’d been drowning in job offers. Dan has a nice promising girlfriend, Kory just took the biggest project of his life. Then you…” As always, my dad didn’t give any fuck about the fact that I almost died.No. He was too angry to even focus on that matter alone. And that’s why he has been chowing my head ever since I arrived home from the hospital.“Can’t you just be my son and make me proud once? You can’t even be like your brothers.” The ol’ man’s voice rattled through the vast living room of our home, setting a heavy weight in my chest.Except Jenkins were not my brothers. They were the nice cousins I was always compared to. And no matter what I did, I could never live up to their effortlessly perfect life.“But Papa, Jord is

CHAPTER 7 “I believe that a good man does badly with good intentions. But does a bad man do bad with no intentions? Or good with bad intentions?” — Jean Anturez JORDAN POV YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME. Those were the exact words that left my mouth when we all stepped into the renowned Cattanio-Alderman household and my eyes stumbled on none but Laura Fuckin’ Alderman. Just like the night before she planted a slag into my leg, she wore a beautiful pearly smile, the one that lured the weak into her trap before she busted the little fantasy that loomed around her, revealing her very dark and ugly core. Our gazes collided and darkness had swirled in her eyes before she gave me a spine-chilling smile. It wasn’t the evil kind of darkness; it was a mixture of what I’d call amusement and something I was still trying to decipher. Her smile had been almost contagious, stepping in front of her whole family and taking up the role of the eldest daughter of the wealthiest family in all of

CHAPTER 9“Be careful of success. It has a dark side.” — Robert RedfordJORDAN POV“You should keep their eldest daughter busy, son. We can’t let this opportunity slip through our fingers.” The itch to scream was hot and unforgiving beneath my skin as my father repeated the same words for the umpteenth time ever since they disappeared into the office that night.Get Fuckin’ close to Melody Cattanio.“And why would I do that? I don’t even know her.” I retaliated using the same words I spouted whenever he threw that phrase into my face. I did know Melody. To some extent of course. Nobody in this world could actually say they knew that girl all too well. She was a sin wrapped in a mystery, and not even a hundred years would be enough to fully study her. At least that's the conclusion I drew after spending a few seconds of her sitting across from me, and not me inside of her. “We all saw how you two looked at each other. You can't stand in front of us and swear that nothing has ever ha