Chapter 37: The Mafia's Slave Wife

She wanted to help, but he isn't getting that fact, maybe if he hurts her he'd feel better, Maybe if he do whatever he pleases to her he would believe her, She wanted him to hurt her to his own satisfaction and sanity, and when he worked another wet finger into her in rage,

She cried out in pain, He leaned down, his body dominating hers and pushing her deeper to the table.

"You want me to believe you are innocent ?" He said to her ear, his breath was warm and provides this soothe feeling that soon dissapeared when he thrusted abruptly again.

She tried to stiff again to wax the pain away, but he grunted in dissapproval and dissatisfaction as his fingers worked inside her, pushing in and out with steady and slow thrusts.

And immediately he snaked his hand around her neck, choking her and bending her head over, as his sturdy index found it way into her mouth whilst he was choking her in same moment.

As he breath a warm and refreshing one on her stomach as he licked her little navel, it t