THE MAFIA RULES

Ella's pov

I am to sleep in the same room with the Mafia, and I'm also expected to marry him. How worst could it be today I mean, I just got my first orgasm in his presence and worst of it all he made me feel like some bitch. I could only Agee to all his rules because I cherish my life, I can die any moment from now because the devil doesn't waste time before he pullsthe trigger down my throat.

" I ... don't have any clothes to change into I muttered to the devil.

"You can as well sleep naked Bella.

I never wanted any of this all I dreamt of was having a prince charming that, I would love and he would also love me to, someone who would respect me, share same goal as me and also make babies together. A mafia leader is nothing I ever imagined to be entangled with.

"For me to spare your life you must live by my RULES, any mishap you are gone.

1)" I hate to repeat myself.

2)"You are to remain submissive to me.

3) you will be yes for all my sexual activity. I'm going to fuck you really bad and you must take it all, there will be consequences if you default.

4) You are going to be my SLUT, you are expected to be dressed as one in this room and any other place which requires the both of us.

5) You will be my excute and my wife in public, I expect you to put on a good act.

6) you are to follow all my instructions.

7) you are expected to Ask for permission before going out.

8)I am a MAFIA, so I expected you to behave and don't get in my bad books.

9)I kill for a reason so I advised you to take that previous rule seriously Bella.

10) I have crazy sex drive Bella so I advise you get prepared darling.

"understood Bella?

".......yes, sir I nodded vigorously.

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......"STRIP Now darling.

I wasted no time to pull down every piece of clothing down my body. I was ready for the worst that could come

"spread your legs darling. I obey like the Little kitten that I am, spreading my legs wide open to his hungry eyes. He brought out his gun, twirling the tip around my breast. I surpressd the moan about to come out of my mouth, finding it hard because he moved the tip down to my exposed cunt, I moaned immediately the cold metallic tip came in contact with my cunt I could not

help but release the tension. I wanted to touch myself before that seductive voice stop me clouding my mind with negative thoughts.

" touch me..... pl-ease I stuttered. my sense of reasoning clouded.

"Beg me like a SLUT you are bitch.

"pl-e-ase... I moaned out loud. I am begging the devil for his touch proving that I am his SLUT. His gun made contact with my harden nipples and all I knew at that moment was I was looking forward to be his SLUT

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I was really a SLUT because the devil just left the room without touching me. I wasn't expecting that at all because to him I am a slut and I should be used for his sexual escapades, he just left without a word which made me know he is bipolar man. I mean he switchs within minutes, this minutes he is sort of cool the next he is something you can't explain.

Yes, he is a mafia leader and his moves shouldn't be known, I feel he and his dad have something like a strain relationship but his mom is a sweetheart. she is like the mother who would be happy for her child no matter the circumstances.

I just find myself around these shakles and it is really bad, my parents put all this on me. I just wanted an explanation about all this..........

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