He’s even more attractive up close, my nostrils are invaded with his expensive scent and sex appeal. My knees grow week in my seven inches platform heels. His perfect brow raised. “Did I not request for a private session?” My daze was broken as I blushed in embarrassment of literally eye fucking this man. I nodded slowly and cleared my throat. “There’s a no touching rule, sir.” I state breathlessly. He stared down at me intensely with a slight smirk on his full lips. “Go on.” ******** Yanna has been stripping for a year to pay off medical bills, unknown to her that she is the daughter to the former don of the Italian mafia. An unexpected private session with a mysterious man, changes the course of her life as he is none other than Enzo Bernadi, the current don of the italian mafia who had been promised a wife by the former don. What happens as she is forced to wed Enzo and has to adjust to the life a mafia don's wife. Expect thrilling plot twist, action, betrayals and most importantly, the steamy romance that'll brew due to their force proximity. *Expect mature scenes*
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The familiar musky air of the club filled my nostrils as I walked through the back rooms where all the other girls changed to ready for their performance.
I felt nervous coming back after taking a few months from taking a break. It felt like I was the new girl all over again, my palms felt clammy and I couldn’t get my heart to stop racing.
“Yanna!” Hailey called out as she rushed over to me, engulfing me in a tight hug.
“I’m so glad your back, this place hasn’t been the same without you.” she was in her pink cowgirl outfit ready for her performance.
I giggled softly “It’s good to be back.”
Hailey smiled and nodded. “I have to go right now but we’re definitely hanging out later.” She rushed out as our manager called out for her.
I quickly nodded with a smile as I watched her rush over to her waiting room.
Hailey was the first person to speak to me when I began stripping last year. She had only been in the business for a year but she helped me to know the ropes around stripping and taught me a few tricks for my performance and since then, we’ve been inseparable.
I made my way over to my vanity to get ready. Luckily, I still had time to prepare and calm my nerves a little before I went on stage.
Few minutes passed getting ready and I now sat in my matching red lingerie set, my curly hair was let out and in my strappy red platform heels. My nerves were all over the place as I constantly retouched my makeup.
“Hey Yanna, you’re up next!.” The manager called out.
I took in a deep breath, It felt like my first performance all over again. I adjusted my garter once more as I walked over backstage.
“Loosen up, you look stiff.” My manager said.
“I feel stiff..” I frowned as I tried to relax.
Sighing loudly, he moved closer to me. “Relax, and break a leg.”
On cue the flashing lights turned red indicating I was about to come on stage. Men roared as the announcer called out my name, I made a sultry pose as I knew my silhouette was in view. The roaring became louder as a sexy song came on, feeling the vibe of the song I walked on stage with confidence.
My performance was a blur, men roared as I gave them a view of my ass and climbed the pole. My skin glistened slightly with sweat as I twisted in a mid-air split, working my ass on the pole. Bills rained down on me but I couldn’t forget the feel of a pair of eyes staring intently at me.
“Girlll, you ate that up.” Hailey whistled as I came backstage from my performance.
I shook my head but laughed as I panted softly. “I definitely needed to let loose.”
“Mm hmm.” Hailey hummed in agreement.
The manager walked in as I was retouching my makeup. “Great performance but you’ve been requested for a private session.”
I frowned. “I told you that I won’t be taking any private sessions for the mean time.”
He sighed but nodded. “I wouldn’t have told you if it was just anyone.”
“No, I’m not doing the session. Tell him I feel sick or something.” I wasn’t in the mood to dance for any slimy guy tonight.
“You can’t say no, he’s a very dangerous man.” He stated.
I rolled my eyes, why can’t men just listen when a woman says no.
“Then I’ll go tell him no myself.” I stood up abruptly.
“Wait, if he’s the man that I’m thinking of right now, then just do the session, please.” Hailey held my hand as she pleaded.
My brows furrowed in confusion. “Its fine, I’ll just fake being sick to him.”
Hailey didn’t look so sure with my plan but she let me go. I followed my manager to the private rooms which only loaded men could book, it cost about thirteen grand to just book a room minus payment for the session.
My manager stopped in front of a door. “Be careful.” He warned lastly as he left me standing in front of the door.
My nerves got the best of me as I walked into the dimly lit room.
In the corner of the room, seated on the leather couch is an olive skinned man taking a drag from his cigar.
I froze as his eyes met mine.
His eyes raked my form as I walked over to him cautiously. He’s immaculately dressed in a black tailored suit, slightly unbuttoned collared shirt. His chain peeked from his exposed chest, he was in a very sexy man-spread as his veiny tattooed hands held his cigar.
Fuck, he’s so sexy.
“You took your time.” Even his voice was deep, gruff and don’t get me started on his Italian accent.
I gulp instinctively, all thoughts of rejecting this private session has flown out the window. I bit my lips, trying to gather myself together.
“uhh.. yeah.” What the hell is wrong with me!?
He clips off the end of the cigar rising to his full height. Damn… he’s tall.
Even with my platform heels on, he still towered over me. I’m rooted at my spot as he walked leisurely towards me.
He’s even more attractive up close, my nostrils are invaded with his expensive scent and sex appeal. My knees grows week in my seven inches platform heels.
His perfect brow raised. “Did I not request for a private session?”
My daze was broken as I blushed in embarrassment of literally eye fucking this man. I nodded slowly and cleared my throat.
“There’s a no touching rule, sir.” I state breathlessly.
He stared down at me intensely with a slight smirk on his full lips.
“Go on.”
*SLAP!* *SLAP!* *SLAP!* “Oh gosh!...” Yanna moans out as she bounces on Enzo. Their hips move in union, grinding against each other in a desperate search for release. Enzo’s brows scrunches in pleasure as he feels Yanna tighten against him harshly. He hisses in pleasure. “Fuckkk…..yeah, baby.” Delicious shivers litters Yanna’s body as he feels the familiar tug in her belly. She increases her pace and leans down to capture Enzo’s lips. “Mmh!” She moans against his lips as he increases his pace, jotting up into her while groping her ass as leverage. “I’m about to cum.” She rasped against his lips. They both moan while grinding harshly against each other for their release. Yanna’s toes curl as her orgasm rips out of her so suddenly with her jaws slacking in the process. Enzo jerks harshly, spurting his cum into her with a deep groan. On cue, the shrieking sound of their six months old son sounds through the baby monitor. Yanna chuckles softly against Enzo’s f
Enzo “Wait, w-wait please!” Victor yells and scrambles back in fear. I cock my head to the side and watch his disgusting face filled with fear, my eyes scan down to his arms and the thought of him putting his hands on Yanna flashes into my head. I notice a sledge hammer at the far end of the warehouse and with a snap of my finger, my men brings it to me. “You put your hands on my wife.” I state roughly. Victor gulps and scrambles to his kneels. “I-it was a foolish mistake on my part…..I-I would never do such a thing again!” Donatello snickers and eyes Victor. “Bullshit.” I crouch down to his height, giving him a blank expression. “You don’t have a choice again, I warned you didn’t I?” He shakes his head as his fearful expression changes into that of pure anger. “You’ve got to be fucking with me, I’m an Ivanov dammit!” My lips stretches into a smirk as I rise back to my full height, weighing the sledge hammer in my arms. “You’re a fucking psycho that deserves
Enzo I place a kiss on Yanna’s forehead as she sleeps through the night. It was time to permanently get rid of the problem that has been taunting us for some time now. Alonzo grabs my arm. “Why don’t you wait until everything is settled before dealing with Roberto?” he whispers. “My son was born prematurely, my wife is in a lot of pain because of that and you’re telling me to wait?” I clench my jaw in anger. He sighs and guides me out if the VIP hospital room. “I understand how you feel but don’t you think that this decision might be too drastic?” I snicker and cock my head to the side. “I didn’t want to tell you but…..Roberto has been behind everything…. Rossi and Matteo’s death.” His brows scrunch in confusion. “What do you mean behind Rossi and Matteo’s death?” I let out a sigh. “He ordered Rossi to get rid of Matteo…..he said this himself yesterday.” Alonzo’s expression changes to that of distraught as he takes a few steps back. “M-my own blood could do such
Yanna *BEEP* *BEEP* The sickening sterilised smell, that is the first thing I notice once I become conscious. My eyes still feel too heavy to open but I can feel the dull aching on my body. I let out a whimper as memories of Victor flashes into my head, the annoying beeping seems to increase as panic floods my system. “Ma’m, its okay you’re in the hospital, you had an emergency C-section done.” A woman stated frantically. My eyes shoots open at the word if ‘C-section’ but it quickly closes back by the blinding lights of the room I lay in. “Baby, it’s okay.” I hear Enzo’s voice which comforts me a little. I feel him place a kiss on my knuckles while I try to blink my eyes open to adjust to the lights of the room. His face was a little bit blurry with his brows scrunched in worry and bloodshot red eyes that looks like he had been crying. “Hey….” He mumbles. I clear my throat from the dryness. “O-our baby…..i-is he okay….” I mange to mumble out hoarsely. My h
Enzo “Let go of him Enzo.” I quickly turn to the voice of Roberto behind me, a few of his men stood behind him armed and the familiar tattoos on their body. A smirk makes it’s way to my lips and I abruptly fire a shot to Victor's shoulder with makes him to wail in pain. “You fucker!” he groans “Enzo!” Roberto yells. I turn to him. “Why the fuck are you here?” He steps up the rest of the stairs, scanning my injured form. “Go back home, you’re in no shape to start this.” He proceeds to make his way over to Yanna’s room but I shoot and the bullet fires just beside his head. “We’re not done talking.” I state firmly. His men points their gun towards me but Roberto waves them off. “I don’t have the for this Enzo-” Thundering footsteps are heard as my men surround Roberto and his men suddenly which makes a smirk to appear on my lips. “You should be wise and behave right now.” I state smugly Roberto scowls at my men and turns to me. “I should’ve gotten rid o
Enzo My heart raced in fear of something happening to Yanna as I point the gun at Igor who looks confused and pissed off. “What the hell, Bernadi.” He scowls. I clock the gun. “Tell me where the fuck is Victor!” His men rush in with loaded guns pointing our way but Igor halts them with a wave of his hand. “Last time I tracked him down, he took his chip out so I really don’t know where he is.” Igor states. “Bullshit.” I storm over to Jim, not caring for the gun pointing my way. My fist clamp on his shirt tightly. “Tell me where he is or I’ll blow up your sea port in Russia.” He scoffs and attempts to release my fist but it doesn’t budge. “Don’t be carxy Brrnadi, my sea port is highly secured there’s no way you could’ve had the time to send your men over there to plant bombs.” It was my turn to smirk. “Want to bet, Ivanov?” I wasn’t stupid to head over to Igor’s warehouse without something to use as collateral. My men in Russia had already planted the bomb a
Yanna I let out a groan from the soreness of my joints, memories of being kidnapped flashes into my head which causes my eyes to open abruptly but I quickly squint them shut from the blinding lights of the room. My hand unconsciously palms my belly, checking for any sign of injury or the movement of the baby. I let out a sigh of relief when I feel a kick and try to open my eyes again. I notice the change of my outfit, I’m in a light blue hospital outfit laying on what seems to be like a bed with my right and left ankles chained to either side of the bed. Fear struck me like lightning as I wiggled my feet but the chains were too tight to even move them. The memory of Sunny being shot flashes into my head as tears streams down my eyes. “Where is this place?” I mumble to myself and sit up slowly. The room is proclain white with nothing else in it except the bed I’m chained to, it looks like asylum rooms that they used in the movies. The door was a rusty metal one with on
Yanna “Are you sure that you’re going to be okay going alone?” Enzo asks for like the tenth time. I roll my eye in frustration. “Yes, Enzo you’ve been asking this and I’ll stick to my answer.” He sighs and tucks in his shirt. “Okay, I’ll have Sunny and Donatello go with you.” “Enzo I’m going to the doctors not a war ground….I don’t need so much protection.” I state. “Fine, Sunny will go with you and that’s final.” He places a kiss on my head. I let out a sigh but nod as I get my purse to head out. “you’re seeing Igor today right?” “Yeah….I have to see him before he leaves for Russia.” He leaves the room while I finish getting ready to head out. My hand unconsciously caresses my swollen belly, he has grown much the past few weeks I’m so sure he’s going to be a chunky baby. I head down to see Sunny cleaning her gun on the kitchen counter. “Do you really need to bring that?” She looks up and nods. “Yes, with the huge threat of Victor, I definitely need to bri
Yanna I storm after Enzo, hot on his heels as he paces over to the garage. “Enzo, you must be crazy!” He clicks on the car’s remote and the car beeps to unlock. Luckily I reach to the car just before he could open it just for me to shut it back. “Yanna, please.” He’s pissed but so was I. I cock my head to the side. “I’m not letting you barge over to Roberto’s….its a foolish plan and you know it.” He clenches his jaw with glossy eyes as he tried to hold back his tears which breaks my heart, I know just how much he cared for Matteo. “That bastard…..he is behind Matteo’s death.” He groans out and kicks the tires of the car in anger. I place my hand on his arm in a comforting manner. “We don’t know that for sure…it was just a guess.” He lets out a breath and runs his hand through his hair. “I’m gonna kill that bastard.” I nod and make effort to guide him back into the house. “Okay….but please let’s just plan out what we need to do….I-I can’t loose you this way-”
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