Marrying Into The Mafia

RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTI was woken up by the alarm I had set last night, fumbling to turn it off while Giovanna groaned tiredly. I carefully took her leg from my torso but she resisted, wrapping her arm around me. I laughed, not believing she had the energy to protest after last night.“Do you have to go?” She asked, kissing my arm lightly. I looked at the ceiling, considering losing my job and staying with my beautiful fiancée. But someone needed to pay the bills and get her designer. I had taken several weeks away from office out of my own laziness but the workload had caught up to me and I had a meeting with the CEO today, wanting to discuss promotions and demotions. I was one step away from becoming the assistant CEO of the company. I just needed to prove myself yet again and boast about my commendable progress compared to the rest of the workers. Missing the meeting was going to be a big down-turn for me.“Yes, Gia. But I will c

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RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINT Giovanna and I came out after the whole office had been deserted. True to my word, she wasn’t able to walk on her own after our erotic session. Mascara was running down her face and she refused to let me wipe it, saying any touch from me would result in us staying till the next morning, and she was exhausted. I was too, but the idea of fucking Giovanna again brought shivers to my spine and a burst of adrenaline to flow through out my body.“Don’t give me that look.” She laughed when I showed her the ruined dress she had worn here. I laughed and placed it in the bin, taking off my jacket for her. She accepted it and covered up, needing to lean on my table for support. I regarded her makeshift outfit when she was done, impressed by how simple, yet daringly sexy it was. What made it better was seeing the faint bruises on her thighs and the love bites on her chest. She handed her purse to me and took my arm, steadyin

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RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINT We walked a distance from their private airport to the main building, where her father was waiting. I was nervous to meet him, seeing that he was a mafia leader. The fear faded when I was reassured by Giovanna’s hand holding my bicep for comfort. It made me feel safe and loved. Even during hard times, like now, when her aunties were probing me to feel my torso and insisting that I took off my shirt. I was uncomfortable, and Giovanna was deeply irritated, but there was no stopping the drunken trio when they were determined to take advantage of someone half their ages. They giggled about invading my personal space, slurring swears under their breaths and hissing when they managed to get a feel. Stella looked gravely disappointed but watched anyway while I struggled to cook up a nice way to tell the aunties to fuck off. Thankfully, Pietro came to announce that his father was ready to see us, and took time to put the sisters in their places. He seemed to be the only o