Mobster Property

Emma I have always had a quiet life. My parents are good, I have money and comfort, nothing to complain about. I love being spoiled and pampered. People around me say that I am beautiful, and this made me believe it. I am a calm person, who hardly ever goes through stress. Because it's really not necessary, since I have a princess life. I mean... I had a princess life. My father is a mobster, and has had a years-long conflict with the Mikhailovich family. There were deaths and more deaths of relatives and acquaintances. An endless bloodbath. But until one day, it seems that everything stopped. No more shootings, no more blood, no more deaths. My father never explained how he made everything stop. But after that my life changed a little. I was only 15 and I had to start acting strange. No strong make-up, no parties, no fuss and most important, no boyfriend. These were the rules imposed on me by my father. As a teenager, of course I would disobey. I wanted to go out with my

EmmaI look in the mirror one more time and approve of what I am wearing. It was a black dress, with a slit down the left leg. It was light and had thin straps.I put on my heels and finish my make-up.It doesn't take long for the maid to knock on my door and let me know that my fiancé is waiting for me downstairs.I grab my purse and leave my room. I go downstairs and into the living room.Boris is looking out the window, observing the view."Good evening" I try to sound as nice as possible "I'm ready now."I keep in mind what my mother said. I will try to make it work, so it doesn't become a nightmare.He turns around and looks me up and down, seeming to evaluate me." What is that you are wearing?""Doesn't my dress please you?"The mobster doesn't answer, he just walks out in front of me. I understand that it is to follow him and that is what I do.I try to keep calm, so things don't get out of line. It's so hard to get along with him. It feels like there is a barrier that is hold

Emma Getting out of the house was a bit of a problem, but we managed to work it out.At that point I was in a car, going to a place I didn't know where it was."Are you cold?" my brother looks at me worriedly."No, I'm fine."I think for a moment about what I have done. Could this bring a lot of trouble to my family?But it's like Luigi said, I have to think more about myself.We arrive at a roadside hotel. I get out of the car and look around. I was a little nervous."Are we stopping here?""Yes, I need to take care of some things, but as soon as I'm done, I promise we'll leave. It will if only for a few hours."He asks for a room and leads me to the place. Luigi locks the door from the outside and leaves.I throw the backpack I brought some clothes on the bed.I lie down on the bed and close my eyes. I think it would be good to get some sleep.I wake up to a strange noise coming from the door. The light goes on and I sit up quickly.I shout when I see who is standing there."Hi, my

Emma I was very nervous and my now husband had already noticed that. But he chose to ignore my existence.We're on his private jet now, heading to our honeymoon, which I still don't know where.To help a little, I try to strike up a conversation with him."Can I have a drink?""Yes!" he pours me some champagne.I'm just like this so I don't spoil the mood today. But I'm not always going to act like a submissive wife if that's what he's thinking."You still haven't told me where we're going.""Rome Italy.""I've never been out of the country before.""I know" he knew because he never allowed me to leave the city, much less the country.I raise the glass of champagne to my lips and drink it all at once. I'm so nervous that I can't control my gestures."Mr. Mikhailovich" he looks at me intently "I know this is not a good time, but I just wanted to know about my brother."The mobster looks at me for a while, seeming to consider whether to answer me or not.Why does Boris have to be so me

Emma I try to use my arms to cover myself, but he doesn't allow me. Boris still insists on watching me.His gaze moves hungrily over my entire body.I try to keep calm in order not to be afraid. I knew this would happen, I just didn't expect it to happen now.My husband touches my face in a caress and this is the first time he has done this. His hand moves down to my body.He pulls me to the bed and slowly lays me down on it.I try to reach back, feeling a little nervous, but this does not please him."Don't run away from your husband!" Boris pulls me by the leg.The mobster climbs on top of me. His body covers my entire body. He starts kissing my neck.His hand touches the inside of my thigh and I become nervous."Mr. Mikhailovich..." my voice comes out as a moan."Spread your legs" I do as he commands.Boris touches my intimacy with his fingers. He pulls my panties aside and caresses my vagina.I sigh as I feel pleasure from his touch. My body shivers with the subtle touches he giv