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Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 27: MY PLAYTHING
TRISTAN'S POV The air in the dining room had been thick enough to choke on. Giovanni's accusations, though delivered with a chilling calm, had felt like a physical blow. I told him the truth about Alexei... a fleeting encounter in the estate's gym, but I knew he didn't believe me. What could I do? It was the truth. So I just shrugged, a gesture that probably infuriated him more.I was ready to finally unwind, maybe find a quiet corner to read, when his clipped voice sliced through my momentary relief. "Follow me to the office. I want you to be present in the meeting. Maybe you can suggest something helpful. Keep your focus the whole time.""Focus" was a thinly veiled threat. Stay away from Alexei. As if I even want to interact with him after that unsettling encounter in the gym."Why would I be needed there?" I blurted out, the words sharper than intended. "It's not my turf. I’m a surgeon, for Pete's sake, not a damn mafia pawn."Giovanni stopped dead, his back to me. The air crackl
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 26: THE BREAKFAST DRAMA
TRISTAN'S POVThe lukewarm water had done little to wash away the grime of that encounter. I collapsed onto the bed, the faint scent of sandalwood and something vaguely floral clinging to my skin. The workout had been cut short, a paltry forty-five minutes instead of the usual hour, all thanks to him. That stranger. The memory still made my skin crawl.His words, thick with insinuation, echoed in my head. The way he’d cornered me, the blatant proposition hanging in the air like cheap cologne. "You smell good, real good." And the promise, or was it a threat, whispered as I’d wrenched myself free. "I'll find you, and when I do, we'll settle this score."I hadn’t wanted to think about it, hadn’t wanted to acknowledge the unsettling mix of disgust and… something else, something I refused to name, that his brazen advance had stirred within me. But now, here I was, replaying the scene like a broken record.The insistent rapping on the door snapped me back to reality. "Come in," I grumbl
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 25: STRANGE ENCOUNTER
TRISTAN'S POV My blood simmered, a low, angry hum thrumming beneath my skin. Giovanni's words echoed in my head, each syllable a tiny, stinging barb."A plaything," he'd sneered, his eyes cold and dismissive. "Just a sex toy."Just.The word felt like a brand, searing itself onto my soul. How dare he? How dare he reduce me to nothing more than a body to be used and discarded at his whim? It wasn't like I had asked for this. He was the one who pulled me into this gilded cage, this life of luxury and servitude, and now he acted as if I was the one clinging on for dear life.The hypocrisy was suffocating. He couldn't stand the thought of me being with anyone else, the possessive rage that flared in his eyes whenever the topic was even broached was terrifying. And yet, he had the audacity to look down on me, to treat me like I was beneath him. As if I was the one who benefited the most in this twisted arrangement. I needed to get out of the penthouse right now.I stormed out of his bedr
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 24: CONFUSION
GIOVANNI'S POVI couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. A murderous, predatory gaze locked onto Tristan, who lay pinned beneath me, a canvas of vulnerable flesh and simmering defiance. The immediate lust that had been thrumming through me, hardening my erection, evaporated, replaced by a sudden, scorching anger.Tristan, my plaything, my possession, had just openly questioned me. A question that twisted like a knife in my gut. He’d asked why, if I saw him as nothing more than a temporary amusement, I wasn’t allowing him to seek pleasure elsewhere. Why wasn't I letting him fuck someone else, or be fucked by someone else?The audacity!A surge of fury flooded my system, hot and volatile. How dare he? How dare he even entertain the thought, let alone voice it aloud? Was he really this insatiable? A cock-and-cum-hungry slut who couldn't be satisfied by me? Hadn't I quenched his… urges, enough?I had painstakingly convinced myself that Tristan was just a plaything, albeit a particularly exq
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 23: SOMETHING BETWEEN US
TRISTAN'S POVThe sunlight, a brazen intruder, sliced through the gap in the curtains, stabbing me awake. I groaned, a pathetic sound swallowed by the silence of the room. Should have checked that damn curtains last night. My body screamed in protest as I pushed myself up, a symphony of aches and throbs echoing the relentless rhythm Giovanni had hammered into me.Giovanni. A curse word whispered in the dark recesses of my mind.I sat on the edge of the obscenely large bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, stretching limbs that felt stretched too thin. Every muscle protested, a testament to the brutal pleasure Giovanni had extracted. Pleasure? A bitter laugh escaped my lips. More like… ownership. My ass throbbed with a dull, persistent ache, a constant reminder of his possessive claim.My boxers felt tight. Oh great. Morning wood. Seriously? After the multiple orgasms Giovanni had wrung out of me last night, the last thing I needed was this inconvenient surge of blood.I practically bol
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 22: ANDY'S FATE
GIOVANNI'S POV My chest heaved, thick and heavy like the musk of sex and sweat that still clung to my skin as I walked out of the room, leaving Tristan behind. "You did well tonight, Tristan. I'm pretty sure our audience in the next room was very satisfied, especially with your moans. I'll send him away now. I'll have someone show you to your room." Those words, spoken with a cool detachment that belied the firestorm raging within me, echoed in my head. Tristan's response to my touch had been…exquisite. The defiance was still there, a spark in his eyes that I couldn't quite extinguish, but beneath it, I sensed a flicker of something else. Something akin to pleasure. The genuine quality of his moans, the unrestrained release of his cum, it all fueled an insatiable desire within me to have him, again and again. I've always been a man of fleeting interests, discarding my bed partners as easily as I changed my clothes. I’m usually done with a man after a night, maybe two. But Tristan…
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 21: NOT DONE YET
TRISTAN'S POVThe dimly lit room seemed to pulse with the rhythm of our bodies, the air thick with the scent of sweat and lust. Giovanni’s breath came in ragged gasps as he slammed into me, the mirror in front of us reflecting our raw, unfiltered passion. My hands flat against the mirror, a handprint from my sweated hands was imprinted in the smooth surface of the mirror due force of Giovanni’s thrusts. "You’re mine, Tristan," Giovanni growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "Say it. Say you’re mine."I don't know why he keep repeating that question. It's like a broken tape that continues on playing. It is as if he wants it to emphasize to someone. My head lolled back, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. "Y-yours," I stammered, my voice hoarse and broken. Giovanni’s lips curled into a smirk, but there was no warmth in it—only a cold, possessive hunger. "Not good enough," he sneered, pulling me out abruptly. I winced as Giovanni’s
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 20: CONSEQUENCES, CONSEQUENCES
TRISTAN'S POV"Climb into bed now. Get on all fours, facing the mirror. I'm going to wreck that slut hole." Giovanni ordered me.I can still taste his cum in my mouth.Giovanni’s towering figure loomed behind me, his presence heavy and suffocating. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, a stark contrast to the cold anger in his eyes. Giovanni’s jealousy was palpable, a storm brewing in his chest, and I knew I was the cause of it.I thought he was already done reminding me of my transgressions. But I was wrong."You’ve been spending your free time with him," Giovanni growled, his voice low and dangerous. The word him was laced with venom, a clear reference to Andy, the man I had befriended recently. Giovanni’s possessiveness was no secret as I already saw it last time, but I had never seen him like this—rage twisting his features, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "You think I wouldn’t notice? You think I’d let you slip away so easily?"I swallowed hard, my thr
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 19: POTENT ADDICTION
GIOVANNI'S POVThe sight of Tristan, just as I had envisioned him countless times, sent a wave of satisfaction crashing over me. Naked. Bound. Blindfolded. Utterly at my mercy. It was a sight I had meticulously crafted in my mind, a vision fueled by a potent blend of desire and dominance. Seeing it realized, however, was intoxicating in a way I hadn’t anticipated.What amused me most was Tristan's defiance. Anyone else in his position would have been groveling, begging for a mere sliver of my attention. The women, the whores, they'd practically dislocate their jaws trying to swallow me whole, hoping for a taste of paradise, a fleeting moment of my favor. And the men... they'd offer up their holes, their fortunes, their reputations, loyalty, anything to be acknowledged.Had anyone else dared to challenge my authority so brazenly, particularly in front of an audience, they'd be decorating the bottom of the ocean or fertilizing the soil six feet under. But Tristan... Tristan was differ
