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The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 100. Just TWO
BELLA“I don’t know how I was able to stay away from you for so long,” Vincent whispered in a deep voice, and I shivered as his breath hit my neck.“You’re so beautiful. Goodness, I missed you so much.” He whispered, and his hands started running down my body.“I love you.” He whispered, and I let out a small moan as his hands gently brushed my nipples.“I love you, too, Princess.” He whispered and slammed his lips against mine.Our tongues entangled and I moaned as his hands grabbed my boobs while he kissed me like a starving me.My whole body was tingling and I felt the wetness building up as his hands trailed down my stomach to my pussy.I gasped when his fingers slipped through my slick folds, dipping into my wetness. He pulled them back and brought them to my lips, eyes locked with mine.“So needy for me,” he whispered, his mouth traveling to my neck. He kissed and nibbled at my skin, one hand teasing my nipples again, making me moan uncontrollably.I couldn’t wait, I needed him
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 99. Camping
BELLAI was sitting on the balcony, cradling a warm cup of milk that Amira had brought up for me, letting the quiet hum of the evening soothe my nerves. The breeze danced against my skin, but it wasn’t enough to calm the uneasy flutter in my chest.Then I saw the cars.Headlights cut through the dusk as the gates opened, and a line of sleek black vehicles rolled in. My brows pulled together instinctively. My pulse skipped when I recognized the license plate of the one in front. Vincent’s car.The cup slipped from my hands, crashing against the tiles and spilling milk across the floor, but I didn’t care. I was already on my feet, tearing out of the room with my heart galloping in my chest.Please let it be him.I flung the door open, and the moment I saw him stepping out of the car, tall and perfect and mine, my heart burst wide open.I didn’t wait. I sprinted across the steps and threw myself into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist, arms locked around his neck. He caught me easi
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 98. Good time
BELLAIt was so boring without Vincent around. He has been gone for about a week now for a business trip, and I missed him so much!We talk whenever he is free, and it is the best feeling ever, but I want him back. My days have been uneventful. I go to school and back, watch movies in my room, eat, and repeat these things.But today was different.It had been ages since I hung out with Carmen, and with both of us free for the weekend and dangerously close to dying of boredom, it was the perfect time to catch up. No one lifts my spirits like she does.“Okay, that was terrible!” Carmen declared the second we stepped out of the cinema. She whipped off her 3D glasses with dramatic flair. “I expected so much more after that trailer. Not this hot, steaming mess.”I burst out laughing. “You’re so dramatic.”“I’m serious! You saw it too, the plot was hanging by a thread. The only redeeming quality was the male lead’s aura. That man had presence! And don’t even get me started on his abs…”“Oh
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 97. Standing up to her
BELLA“Are you ready for me?” Vincent growled, his voice dark and rough against my skin.A needy moan ripped from my throat. “Fuck… yes. I need you,” I gasped, my body trembling with desperation. “Please… just put it in.”I surged forward, crashing my lips onto his, pouring every ounce of hunger and aching need into the kiss. Our mouths moved in perfect chaos, wild and desperate as if we were trying to consume each other. Lust, longing, everything I’d buried came pouring out.Then, oh god, he slid into me.I gasped, eyes fluttering shut as I felt every thick inch of him stretch and fill me. Tears welled in my eyes. It was overwhelming, full and warm, and perfect.He pulled back, slowly, teasing, and I cried out, arching into him.“Vincent, please…”He smirked against my mouth, like a devil in disguise, and thrust back in fucking me with deep, slow strokes.“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, pressing his forehead to mine. “You feel so fucking good.”My fingers clawed at his back as he moved ins
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 96. Dick-strated
BELLA“How about a shower? Or should I prepare a warm bath for you?” Vincent asked and I gave him a small smile.“A shower is fine.” I replied and he gently placed his hands on my shoulder and pulled me up.“Okay, Princess,” he said with a crooked grin, “let’s get you bathed and ready for bed.”My heart skipped a beat at the way he said Princess. It always did.“You want to join me?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual. He nodded, eyes soft but playful.“Let me take care of you,” he murmured, running his hands slowly down my back. A shiver chased his fingers as he found the zipper of my dress and tugged it down.“Let’s get you clean. You stink,” he added with a teasing smirk.I let out a loud, dramatic gasp and smacked his chest. “You did not just say that.”“Oh, but I did,” he chuckled, grabbing my hand before I could hit him again.He finished undressing me, and I looked down shyly as we both walked into the bathroom naked. He set the shower to the right temperature and beckoned
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 95. The glow
VINCENT“What the fuck did I just hear?” Bianchi’s voice cracked through the room like a whip. “Why are you doing this? I thought we talked about it. We agreed, you were going to keep your distance. And now what? You’re taking her to school?”His eyes blazed with anger, his hands clenched at his sides like he was fighting the urge to punch something.“Why are you so worked up about it?” I shot back, trying to stay calm, though my jaw tightened. “It’s normal for us to get close again, Bianchi. She’s carrying my child.”He stared at me like I’d grown another head. “We don’t even know if it’s yours!” he snapped. “And need I remind you that she nearly got you killed? She is not good for you. You need to stay away from her.”I let out a long sigh, running a hand through my hair in frustration. “I know you don’t like her, man. But she’s changed. Anyone who’s been held captive, manipulated, and lied to would react the same way she did. She was scared and misled. But she knows better now. She
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 94. At ease
VINCENTFor the first time in a long time, my mind was at peace. I walked out of Bella’s room with a calm I hadn’t known I’d missed, ready to end the night on that rare, peaceful note.But the universe had other plans. Just as I reached for the doorknob to my room, a voice cut through the quiet like a whip.“There you are,” Fabiola said.She stepped out from the shadows of the hallway like she’d been waiting. Her arms crossed tightly over her chest, irritation flashing hot in her eyes.“Where have you been? I’ve been calling you all day! You didn’t pick up once. What happened? Where were you?” Her tone was sharp and demanding, like I owed her an explanation.I stared at her blankly, unwilling to feed the fire. “I’m tired, Fabiola. I just want to sleep. If you’ll excuse me…”I tried to walk past her, but she moved faster, stepping directly in my path and blocking the doorway with her body. Her perfume was too strong, her presence suffocating.“What do you mean you just want to sleep? I
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 93. Amends
BELLAVincent held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. His grip was warm, steady, grounding in a way I didn’t expect. He helped me down from the car with the kind of care that made my chest ache.I managed a soft smile as he handed the keys to the valet, and then we walked into the restaurant. Luxurious didn’t begin to describe it. Crystal chandeliers, soft golden lighting, and the kind of elegance that made you lower your voice instinctively. I felt like I didn’t belong, like I was walking through someone else’s dream.But Vincent, he didn’t seem to notice, or maybe he didn’t care. He pulled out a chair for me in a quiet, secluded corner. Away from the noise, the stares, the judgment.“Thank you,” I said, surprised at how breathless I sounded.He gave a small nod, lips tugging into the barest hint of a smile as he sat across from me. The waiter approached moments later and took our orders, speaking to Vincent like he was someone important. Someone respected.I waited until the wa
The Mafia’s Feisty Captive 92. Making it up to her
BELLA “It’s not what you think. I would never abandon you for some petty revenge. I had an emergency at work, and I didn’t think it was going to take long. I’m sorry I didn’t send someone earlier. I thought I’d be able to finish everything quickly and come get you myself. I also got stuck in traffic on my way here. I’m sorry,” Vincent pleaded as he walked closer and gently cupped my cheeks. A shiver ran down my spine at his touch, but I refused to acknowledge it. “You’re not sorry. And get your filthy hands off me! Don’t touch me with your dirty hands,” I snapped, smacking his hands away from my face. “Don’t touch me with the same dirty hands you used to touch another woman,” I spat, anger flaring in my chest. “What do you mean?” Vincent asked, confusion lacing his voice. “Oh, please. Don’t pretend. I know what you’ve been doing, sleeping with Fabiola, trying to hurt me. I know everything,” I said bitterly. “I know I fucked up. I was wrong, and I’m sorry, but you can’t blame me
