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The Mafia's Willing Prey THIRTY-TWO
THIRTY-TWOThe knife grazed his arm a bit,at least not too much to cause an injury. Alessandro didn't wince nor show any form of pain, rather he looked amused. His eyes darkened immediately after seconds and she knew she had pissed him off.She stared at her empty hands and back at him, realizing that she had no weapon for defense. He picked the knife up from where it lay and walked towards her.She could feel her heartbeat thump desperately against her chest. She did tell him to kill her earlier so why was she scared?The distance between them was still wide enough although Alessandro had taken a few steps closer. As he walked towards her,she took steps backwards…not until she found herself against the desk.She couldn't speak. It seemed as though her vocal cords had taken a leave of their own. Alessandro stopped right in front of her. He handed her the knife. Isabelle was clearly confused. She couldn't understand what was going on in that dark mind of his. Nevertheless, she took it
The Mafia's Willing Prey THIRTY-ONE
THIRTY-ONEThe pity card!She was always playing the fucking pity card, Alessandro thought. She would do things that she very well knew would rile him up and feign that she never intended to do it. If that wasn't deceit,he didn't know what was.The moment his eyes had landed on the new lady on the stage,he had instantly known she was the one. He was becoming weak if this woman had the guts to always break his rules every fucking time.He had killed men for less…but she did worse and always got away.Halting his thoughts,Alessandro fixed his eyes back at Isabelle. Her eyes were firmly closed…always closed whenever she knew she had done something wrong. But this time around,it was closed because she really thought he would let any of these men touch any part of her. Isabelle was surely delusional if she had that in mind.“How do you get to see the action if your eyes are closed…so tightly?”“N-no.No.No,please…please don’t do this. I don't want to see anything,please. I really didn't mea
The Mafia's Willing Prey THIRTY
THIRTYThis was the exact opposite of what she had been expecting. She wasn't even sure what she was expecting anymore.The room was dimly lit. It was a bit difficult to spot Alessandro but she did see him. They hadn't noticed her presence yet.Irritation swelled up within her as she stared at the half-naked women on the podium, whining their waists to the rhythm of the music. If anything,this didn't look like a mafia breakfast at all.And her husband was here—right here,enjoying the moment. Isabelle could feel the sensual tension in the air as most of the men caressed the women who let them freely touch them…women who seemed to be enjoying the attention.Her eyes caught one of the men whose head was bent backwards. She was terrified at first,the thought that perhaps something ill had occurred with him and no one had realized, but that thought vanished the moment she found out the real reason. She looked away when her eyes caught the woman who knelt before him taking him just as he li
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-NINE
TWENTY-NINEWith one hand directly against her stomach,she let the other roam around the sheets.It was empty. He was gone,which admittedly was not a surprise. Her eyes flickered open when the realization dawned on her. She had almost forgotten she was on her period, but her cramps reminded her.She winced,biting her lips to hold herself down from crying out. Her period day was the most dreadful time of the month for her because it always came with an excruciating pain that she couldn't explain.Isabelle's eyes darted across the room probably searching for something unknown to her. She tried relaxing her back against the headboard. Her hand still on her stomach,her eyes caught a note and a mini packaged item on the table opposite the bed.Looking closely at it,she found out they were painkillers. Something fluttered in her chest at the thought that he considered that she might be in pains when she woke up. Another form of care from Alessandro that she wasn't used to. A faint smile sti
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-EIGHT
TWENTY-EIGHT“You think I've got no idea what you're up to?” Alessandro questioned. “I don't know what you're talking about,” she denied.Alessandro gritted his teeth in anger.He was sick of her playing seductress and him, the victim. He was getting frustrated at the fact that he couldn't slam into her just exactly the way he wanted to.He needed to teach his little firecracker a lesson but he wouldn't touch her yet. He wanted her to come begging him for it. The only thing that could be heard in the bathroom was their heavy breathing. Their eyes glued to each other with neither of them daring to look away.She pushed her tits forward,a silent plea for him to suck them. What was she doing?She couldn't tell. The only thing she was sure of was the fact that right now she was only potraying herself as a slut.Did she care? Right now,she didn't. Perhaps,she would later but now she liked the idea of being different and rebellious on her wedding night. She wanted to give him her virginit
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-SEVEN
TWENTY-SEVEN“Help me?” Isabelle requested,as she looked at him innocently. She was feeling a lot but couldn't understand what she really needed.Alessandro almost let out a moan as soon as she turned her back against him. She was gorgeous in every way—thick just how he liked them. The perfect globes of her ass so inviting,only if he could reach out and squeeze a little.Images of her ass bouncing against his dick began tormenting him. Spilling his sperm on her round ass,giving it a more beautiful look was another tempting thought.Fuck!He was no saint. Yes,she was the enemy but it didn't change the fact that she was an extremely sexy woman. One that he could guess had this sort of sick thrill by giving him a constant erection.He closed his eyes temporarily trying to savour every bit of the image. He has never been a patient man not until he met Isabelle. With her,he was realizing a different sort of self control he hadn't realized he possessed.He needed to do a lot of filthy and d
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-SIX
TWENTY-SIX“Leave and be back in a few minutes,” Alessandro ordered. He had to play wisely with the situation knowing that the consequences could be dire.The shuffling of feet against the ground and the sudden silence behind the door was enough to convince them that they were once again alone.“Does it hurt?” Alessandro asked after seconds of silence had passed between them.She nodded. “Only a little…the cramps get severe at night.” He didn't know how to respond. He hated being this powerless,not in control and unable to know what to do at that exact moment.“Go sit on the silk sheets…sit upright,” he ordered.She wasn't sure what he was up to but she was going to do it anyway. Heading to the bed…“Wait!” he called out.She halted and turned towards him. Nervous, she fixed her gaze somewhere else as she noticed him walk towards her.They were close enough again.“Turn around,” he asked softly. She obeyed,although she was clearly thrilled by his new behaviour.He reached out for the
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-FIVE
TWENTY-FIVEAlessandro watched as she struggled to get herself out of the wedding dress. If she was another woman…if she wasn't the daughter of the enemy,he would have never let her unzip her dress herself.He would have undressed his wife himself in the honour that she was his alone.A tingle fluttered within his chest.His wife? Was that what he was calling her now?Isabelle felt her body go still the moment she felt some sort of dampness in her core. With her hands still on the zip and her back turned against Alessandro, she wasn’t sure if she should tell him about the unusual feeling hovering around her.“Isabelle?” Alessandro called out,as soon as he noticed that she wasn’t making any effort to pull herself out of the wedding dress. The fact that he wasn’t the one taking the dress off coupled with her sudden refusal to proceed with taking it off only increased how irritated and annoyed he was.“I-I need to use the bathroom,” she stuttered, her voice shaky,which only exposed how
The Mafia's Willing Prey TWENTY-FOUR
TWENTY-FOURThey didn't stay for pictures…or pleasantries. Not that she wanted any of that. It wasn't a real wedding to her after all but she just felt like Alessandro could at least show an effort to respect the marriage vows. They just got married for fucks sake! But no! it’s still their wedding day,and he did nothing to hide his cruelty.He never cared and wouldn't start caring from the wedding day. Looking round the hall in the manor being used for the reception, she could spot out alot of mafia bosses. She didn't know them but from the affluence they exhibited,it was clear that they were Dons too.And they were here for the presentation of the blood sheets which was something she had not come to terms yet that she would be doing.It was her wedding reception so why did she feel deserted? Either one was smiling to the other or they were leading them to the rhythm of the music for a dance. Yet she as the bride,had not been asked to dance by her husband. And honestly,she couldn't s
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