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Chapter 5: Luxurious but intimidating
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Sold My Virginity To The Mafia BrothersĀ Ā Ā Chapter 5: Luxurious but intimidating
Chapter 5: Luxurious but intimidatingMia's Point Of View:āFuck. You're so fucking tight!ā His voice was low and undeniably seductive enough as his hand pinned my neck to the bed. At the same time, he pushed into me slowly. Not because he was being careful, but becauseā¦ Well, I was tight. I could feel my insides stretch and try to accommodate every inch he pushed in.Did it hurt? Yeah. Like hell. But not the way movies make it look. It was a strange mix of pain and pleasure, the kind that leaves one stuck between moaning and whimpering.āYou like thatā¦. yeah?ā he growled, the words strained between gritted teeth. Each syllable forced out with a deep, rough vibration that seemed to rise straight from his chest.My eyes sprang open.Shit. Iād been dreaming about last night.Wait. Itās morning already?I clutched the sheets against my chest, my gaze darting around the room. No one was there. Just me.My eyes landed on the nightstand, on a pack of condoms, and two used ones lying beside
Sold My Virginity To The Mafia BrothersĀ Ā Ā CHAPTER 4: Blonde and Brunette
CHAPTER 4: Blonde and BrunetteMia's Point Of View:I now stood in front of the mirror, stripping out my clothes one by one. Rihanna stood behind me with a confident smile, watching me like one of her successful investments. Her attention flickered between me and her phone screen.At this point, modesty didnāt matter. I let her look at me naked. I let myself stop caring.A soft ping broke the silence. My phone. That sound I hadnāt heard in months. The alert notification tone Iād almost forgotten, mostly because the last one I heard was a debit.āThatās the money!ā Rihanna announced without looking up.Nine hundred thousand dollars. Just like that. A figure that had no business being anywhere near my name. All for one night.But deep down, I knew it wasnāt just one night. It was for a crown I didnāt earn.I lifted the yellow thong, sliding it on carefully. The front formed a butterfly made of delicate lace.I gulped, feeling it press hard against my clit.Next was the light bra that on
Sold My Virginity To The Mafia BrothersĀ Ā Ā CHAPTER 3: Hot Devil's Chauffeur
CHAPTER 3: Hot Devil's ChauffeurMia's Point Of View:āYou donāt have to say yes,ā Rihanna added softly. āBut if you walk out that door, your mother dies.āThe words landed like a blow. I stopped in my tracks. My vision blurred. I couldnāt tell if it was fear or shame burning behind my eyes.The doctor's words rippled in my mindā¦. āWe can't keep her in this condition anymore, I'm sorry. She needs the surgery, orā¦.āāOr what?āāThe deadline is a week,ā.I swallowed hard, closing my eyes as my nails dug into my palm so deep I could almost feel it rip.I hated that I was still standing here. Hated that life had cornered me this far, that I even had to consider this.Something I swore Iād never do was now flashing in my mind as a possible solution.A possible solution? Who am I kidding? It was the only one.I swear, I hated myself at that moment. The sound of Momās breathing machine filled my head again. The look in her eyes, that dry, helpless cough, haunted me.My nails dug deeper int
Sold My Virginity To The Mafia BrothersĀ Ā Ā CHAPTER 2: Desire is art
CHAPTER 2: Desire is artMia's Point Of View:Mornings were meant to be beautiful. But this one had forgotten its purpose. It felt hollow, soulless.I stretched, the cracks in my bones echoing through the empty apartment.My hands trembled against the delicate curtain fabric as the image of the black car from yesterday slammed back into my mind, like waves breaking against a shore.Every time I closed my eyes, that car appeared.But maybe it was nothing. āIt's not always about you, Mia,ā I convinced myself.As I drew the curtains, expecting the usual blinding light that reminded me of my misery, I was met with the opposite. The morning was dull. Gray instead of golden.I closed my eyes and let out the last air in my lungs. Even then, light managed to bleed through the cracks of my lids. When I finally turned to the clock, it read 11 a.m.Yet outside looked like 5 p.m.I could already smell the boredom ahead in the day. Quiet, uneventful, and exactly what I needed.I dragged myself to
Sold My Virginity To The Mafia BrothersĀ Ā Ā CHAPTER 1: Too good to be true
CHAPTER 1: Too good to be true Mia's Point Of View: I stared at the cracked phone screen yet again, reloading my chats. Nothing. Zero messages. āFuck it!!ā My teeth ground as I slid the phone in my pocket. A sudden chill ran down my spine, and I turned to Mom who laid helplessly on the hospital bed. But itās not her presence that shook me to the bone. Itās the continuous dry cough that ripped through the walls of her throat. The fear of losing her to the cruel embrace of her chronic lung condition. Oh, the way she looked at me with those eyes, the same shade as mine. But now they were swallowed by eye bags, wide and dark as saucers. She didn't say a word because well, she couldn't. Yeah, it's that critical. But eyes don't lie. I could tell she was betting all her hope on me. It all started with an explosion that affected her lungs years ago. The same explosion that took my Father's life on the night I turned sixteen. Something the news described as a ārobbery gone wrongā. T
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