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Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord There are rules, baby girl
"What are you doing here?" Jasira didn't know how her legs suddenly stopped moving and her breath started to fail her, her new oxygen was filled with the new intoxicating scent that was making her gasp for breath. She clasped her sweaty finger together and slowly turned to her intruder. "I asked a question." He reminded icily, his cold voice cutting deep into her skin. His eyes roamed around her and notice that she was looking paler than In the morning and her wounds seemed treated even though it was not plastered. "Ammm...huh." He watched intensively as she stammered rubbing her thumb together. He decided to let her continue her drama without rushing her. He shouldn't spare her for being in the control room, the cameras are being watched here and any intruder could penetrate through them here. "I was... finding my way to the kitchen and I end up getting lost." Her words threw him out of his thought and he glanced away from the screen back to her. "I swe
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord Apologizing with your body
Trigger chapter."You apologize or appreciate with your body in this room." "Your back spread on my bed as my cock pumps into your juicy pot and your scream vibrates through the room." "Now that got me curious, are you juicy? Does your pussy spasm out tasty juice?" His rough voice seeped into her head and all part of her body, she was melted by his words and she didn't know when she clutched her legs together, sweats prickling down her back as she rubbed her sweaty palm together. She attempted to step back from his grasp but Alejandro shoot his hand out and slammed her body to his. "You want it, don't you?" His musky voice came out barely above a whisper which made her skin tingle. She knew her mind hated this but her body was disagreeing with her, every inch of her body want his touch. She was his sinful hand to cover up her skin. Playing with danger was her thing and she knew the dangerous game she was about to embark on was risky but right now, her brain w
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord My branded slut
A banging headache woke Jasira up, she laid down on the bed with sore legs and weak breathing while staring at the white ceiling. Her headache intensified and she groaned lightly pulling the duvet away from her body. She blinked her heavy eyelid. Even after having a warm bath yesterday and taking a painkiller, every inch of her body still hurt. The memories of yesterday flowed to her head and she hissed blocking them out. Even though that was good sex, it was not made for her body. She didn't know if she could stood up. The cracking of the bed mixed with her groan filled every corner of the room as she climbed out of the bed. Her legs staggered and she quickly grabbed the headboard for support and left it after balancing on the ground. She walked wobbly to the bathroom without lifting her legs off the floor. She stripped out of the pajama she managed to put on yesterday. After dumping the dirty clothes into the laundry basket, she stood under the shower. She
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord Getting on my knees for the devil
Jasira fleed up from the ground not tending to her scratched palm, she dashed toward the main manor neglecting the weird looks she was getting from the maids loitering around the manor. She was very sure Alejandro saw her when she peeked inside the room but till she reached her room, there were no signs of him. She slammed the door to her room shut, twisted the keys to lock it, and still turned down the doorknob to be sure the door was locked. She pant heavily behind the door before she walked wobbly to her bed. She sat on the bed with her knees drawled up to her chest rocking herself front and backward. She trembled remembering the gory scene she saw earlier. A bloody t-shirt man was tied to a chair. She can't even identify him because of the blood stain on his face the only thing she recognized was that he had long black hair that covered half of his face. A driller was in his knees and his cries filled the room. His gloves were bloody and his boot was mess with blood
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord You're beautiful
Her heart pound loudly in her chest as she dragged his zipper down, doing it as slowly as she could. One part of her was eager to do this and another part of her was breaking because of his huge size. Her heart skipped when a veiny strained long cock sprout on her face. "Holy moly." She mumbled to herself taking a deep breath. Jasira, this is what you sign up for. There is no escape way, the only way to survive. She reminded herself as she slowly grabbed his member with trembling hands. Why is he so big? She might have been with men but none was as big as this and when she said men, she only meant her two ex-boyfriends but she had seen a lot of men being given blowjobs shamelessly at the club. Shame run through her as she remembered how she'd watched them from the corner of her eyes, blaming them and promising herself never to do it with a guy and now here she was on her knees having no idea what to do. She adjusted his member in between her palms having no tiny idea of what t
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord I hate you
Jasira gulped the water down her throat washing the sweet salty taste in her mouth. She slumped to the bed after capping the bottle water relishing in the sadness that she lost the taste. Rolling to the other side of the bed, a loud sigh left her mouth. What was this feeling that was overwhelming her? She hated him but why does her heart flip in joy when he called her beautiful? Why does she feel butterflies in her stomach when he caressed her cheeks like he had never seen a beautiful sight other than that? "Ugh!" She groaned rolling to another side of the bed. Why won't the thought leave her head? This is getting annoying. She lay down on her back facing the ceiling with reddish cheeks. Sometimes your body denied you what you want so much, despite hating Alejandro her body kept rejecting the hatred towards him. "This is very annoying!" She screamed frustrated into her hand before broking into a low sob. "Well, it's nothing." She said to herself after some minutes of w
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord Meet me at the foyer
Jasira spent all her morning trying to fix her spoiled phone so she could put a call to her mother's nanny. She was really worried about how her mother was doing, she was enduring all of this for her and she kept forgetting to reach out to her. Is she neglecting her mother, no she won't dare. It was all the thing that was happening to her recently that made it seem so. She dropped half part of the phone she unscrewed on the bed and the screwdriver she was holding. A long painful sigh left her mouth as she stared at them. It's not like she even knew what to do with the phone, she was only trying her best which was clearly now. Taking a short glance at her phone before rolling out of the bed. She slide her feet into the flip-flop, her eyes roamed around the room, and loneliness overwhelmed her. Thinking about it, she hadn't seen anybody else except Alejandro and his mother and that stupid guard of his, with the nurse of course but they all don't count. She missed home, she miss
Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord New maid
"Meet me at the foyer." "The what__" A glared throw to her by Alejandro shut her up. "But I don't know the place." She whined with teary eyes, Alejandro glanced at her unbothered before he inserted his hands into his pocket. "Found out the direction from the map on your face." Jasira stared at him dumbfounded with her crossed over her chest. What did fuck was he talking about? She could only watch as he strode out powerfully from her room. It was as if her senses returned immediately after the door snatched close behind him, she dashed to the dresser opposite her bed. "Oh, my goodness." She screamed in horror staring at hideous her in the mirror. Either she was meant to disgrace herself before him or the universe hated her. She was very sure of the latter, the universe dispersed her. Flames of embarrassment rose to her cheeks and her body. They burned her deeper and she almost teared up. On her face was truly a map just that they were made with dried
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