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WHO IS THE REAL PLAYER?
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SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN STUCK TOGETHER
Mason stood outside his car in the dimly lit alley, stubbornly refusing to get inside while Melody persistently tapped on the window behind him. He retrieved a matchbox and a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up and taking a long drag."Sorry to keep you waiting. You know that queen is a handful," Carl said, spreading his hands as he approached Mason from the other side of the alley."What was all that? Why did you make me look like a fool, you old hag?" Mason growled, exhaling a plume of smoke. Carl stood before him, a smirk playing on his lips."Perhaps you still consider her your queen?" Mason questioned."Hell no. She's nobody's queen. Just a naive little girl claiming to rule Miami when she's nothing without her dead father," Carl remarked. Mason extinguished his cigarette on Carl's shirt, leaving a stain behind. "If I find out the punishment you plan for her is a joke, I'll come for both of you. Mark my words, old hag." Mason's words carried the weight of a promise. He grab
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN THE DEATH GAME
The following day dawned, casting an eerie light upon the grim gathering. Old man Carl stood resolutely on the shore of the sea, his face devoid of any trace of a smile. His stern expression and commanding voice cut through the air as he explained the rules of the game to Ashley and her group, who faced the submarines assigned to each of them.An intense tension settled upon the shore, amplified by Xander's frequent glances in Ashley's direction. She stood a mere inches away from him, next to Jake, while Carl loomed behind them all."Each of you knows exactly why you're here, you bunch of assholes," Carl began, his voice carrying across the water. He gestured toward the six sleek submarines bobbing in the water behind him. "Today, someone will meet their end, and this game will determine who. You will race in these submarines. The first five to cross the finish line shall be spared. The person who crosses last will pay with their life."With a sinister smile, he pulled out a handgun f
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN Author's note
Dear beloved readers,As I sit down to write this author's note, tears of gratitude and joy fill my eyes. I cannot express how much happiness it brings me to know that you have embarked on this incredible journey with me, deep into the world of the mafia queen and her enthralling story. Your support and dedication have meant the world to me, and I am forever grateful for each and every one of you.With a bittersweet feeling in my heart, I must inform you that the journey of Book One has come to a close. The captivating tale of the mafia queen has reached its end, but fear not, my dear readers, for this is only the beginning. Book Two is right around the corner, waiting to sweep you off your feet once again.I have poured my heart and soul into crafting this novel for you, and I am overjoyed to hear that it has touched your hearts and minds. Your enthusiasm and encouragement have inspired me every step of the way, and for that, I am eternally grateful.Now, I have a little secret to sh
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN SEX INSTRUCTOR
****ASHLEY**** "Fuck her hard boys; you are doing well," I said, while pitching her nipples with my fingers. She let out a soft moan. In front of me was a young girl being fucked by two powerful men with big dicks. They always do my bidding. They were getting her ready for the work that was yet to come. She was my new girl, the new whore that would be working for me, and of course, she agreed to do it. One of the men put his hand on her young breast and started squeezing it. She tried to move his grip away, but he held her body firmly. Another man started kissing her aggressively, trying to swallow her tongue. The kiss was hot and forceful. This was all happening on my massive, master-sized bed, where I gave lessons on sex. The girl had a nice body, which was the primary reason why I hired her. "Please... please boss, help me," she pleaded as the man underneath her placed his mouth on her right breast and started sucking. I touched her cheeks and asked, "But you want this, don't
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN CONTRACT SIGNING
I had no choice but to listen to him. Although I am fearless, the one person I feared the most was my father because he used to be the leader of a gangster group and had connections with bad guys all over Miami. Dave came in and handed me another phone. I took it and talked to my client for a few minutes. Suddenly, the woman I had just hired to be my new prostitute rushed into the room naked to meet me. Her body was covered in semen, and her legs were shaking. Her wrists were sore, as if she had been handcuffed. I could see that they did a great job. She stood in front of me, panting. Dave was not surprised to see her naked because he was used to his job. He always tried his best to control his enthusiasm around women because he didn’t want to lose his job. I asked him not to have sex while he was working, so he wouldn't be distracted. She was shaking as she stood. "They did a great job," I remarked as the men who had been having sex with her made their way into my office. They were
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN STREET WAR
****XANDER***** The sun shone down the streets, blindingly bright. I sat in my car on Biscayne Boulevard, the main street in Miami, with the right door slightly open and a rifle in my hand. I was putting on my police uniform as I had been asked to monitor the street for an hour or two. From nearby clubs, I could hear the bass drum of techno music pulsating, and from various restaurants, I could hear Latin music playing. Almost as loud as the music, I could hear the laughter of people socializing. Suddenly, the laughter was replaced by the sound of gunshots. What the hell? I looked at my side mirror and saw a horrible sight. A red BMW was being chased by two sports cars, one thug sticking his head out of one of the car windows with a gun in his hand, firing shots at the BMW. The person driving the BMW showed no fear as he kept going. They were driving above the speed limit. I thought this street was a crime-free zone. I stuck my head out of my car and shot at the BMW heading my way, b
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN CAUGHT IN THE ACT
****ASHLEY****I walked into my boyfriend's apartment. The main door wasn’t locked. The living room was unkempt. My eyes widened as I saw a purple bikini on the floor, followed by pants, a bra, and trousers. They all led to the bedroom. No! This can’t be! He can’t be cheating on me no! I neared the bedroom. There was a small gap in the door. I heard Calvin’s voice. He was moaning, I recognized the sounds. I knew it so well. I knew he was fucking someone who wasn’t me! I could hear her soft moans."Yes! Fuck me, baby! fuckk!" she screamed. My subconscious mind understood the situation instantly, and then my conscious mind kicked in, caught up, and recognized that my life had been unilaterally transformed. I couldn't decide whether to kill, cry, or wind my watch as my heart rate skyrocketed, my senses went into overdrive, and adrenaline-fueled, intense shakes hit me like a shotgun blast.Rage, anger, jealousy, hurt, and all the primal darkness wired into my collective unconscious explode
SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN BROKEN
BROKENI wish there was a bullet in the gun. I sat on a wooden bench in his room and watched them for about an hour. He had cummed inside of her a few times.They were both exhausted. Their bodies were sweaty, and their faces were covered in sweat. Emily had cried her eyes out. Her eyes were red and swollen. Calvin was going at a slow pace now."Stop! Stop! Just get out of here!" I screamed at both of them. They both fell off the bed, panting as they glared at me. They were looking around the room for their clothes."There's no need to look for your clothes; run for your lives!" I shrieked, I will still make their lives a living hell. I won’t rest until I kill Calvin."But this is my house," Calvin replied, staring at me. Emily had run out of the room."No, this is my house, and I said get out!" I said he was slowly burning with rage; veins were throbbing on his neck, and the tip of his dick had a small stain of blood. He would have died."Get out of my face, asshole!" I shouted, and m
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- SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN PLAYING MASON'S GAME
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- SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN SURVIVING MASON'S WRATH
- SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN A DANGEROUS GAME
- SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN TENSION AND DEPARTURE
