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Chapter 53: Lesson In Submission
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The Mafias Obsession: Obey, Kneel, Submit Chapter 102: He Touched Himself
Dominic staggered backward, stumbling into the far wall. He dragged his hand across his face, leaving a smear of blood over his jaw, and closed his eyes for half a second. But the moment he did, her body flashed behind his eyelids. Her tits rising as she panted. Her nipples stiff. Shiny. Pink. His. He swore. “Fuck.” His back hit the concrete. He slid down it until he was seated on the floor, legs sprawled, breath catching in his throat like he was choking on his own obsession. His cock was already hard—painfully, violently hard beneath his bloodied pants. He wasn’t even touching himself yet and he was already aching. He undid his belt. He yanked his zipper down. “Fucking hell, baby,” he muttered, tilting his head back against the wall. “Look what you do to me.” He shoved his hand into his boxers and gripped his cock, groaning the second his fingers wrapped around the base. It was thick. Heavy. Angry. Every throb pulsed with images of her tits being sucked, bitten, expose
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His fists were soaked in blood now—his or theirs, it didn’t fucking matter. One guard was already unconscious on the ground, his jaw hanging loose, blood gushing from his mouth like a broken pipe. Another was crawling toward the exit, leaving a trail of crimson and teeth across the floor. But Dominic didn’t stop. He kept moving forward, kept swinging, kept destroying every breathing thing that stood between him and the woman they dared to touch. He turned toward the last guard in the room—the one who had given the order. The bastard with the phone. The one who watched her be humiliated and smiled. Dominic lunged at him like a predator loosed from Hell. His elbow crashed into the man’s temple, and before the man even hit the floor, Dominic ripped the phone from his hand and slammed it into the wall, shattering it on impact. Sparks exploded. Plastic cracked. The connection severed. But it was too late. The damage had already been done. Isadora had been touched. Her nippl
The Mafias Obsession: Obey, Kneel, Submit Chapter 100: He Sucked Her N*pples
The man on the phone smirked and didn’t even glance at him. “You’re not in charge anymore, Dom. This time, we decide what happens to her. Not you.” Dominic’s voice rose again, deeper, more furious than anything that had ever left his throat. “She is mine!” he roared. “You want to hurt me? You want to make me watch? Fine. But the second you touch her, you sign your own fucking death warrant.” He turned fully, facing them now, blood dripping from his wrists, chains taut like they could snap any second. “I will not just kill you. I will erase you. You won’t get a funeral. You won’t get a name. I will burn every file that ever said you existed and piss on the ashes.” But the man on the phone just chuckled. “Too late.” Then he raised the volume on his phone. And through the speakers, Dominic heard her sob. “No. Please don’t—please don’t touch me—Dominic—” He slammed forward again, this time so hard the steel ring around his cuff cracked against the wall. The screen sh
The Mafias Obsession: Obey, Kneel, Submit Chapter 99: Watch Her Scream
On the screen, Isadora shifted, her thighs trembling. Her breath hitched. She whispered again. “Dominic…” His entire body jerked forward like the sound of her voice cracked something open inside him. “Oh fuck,” he growled under his breath. “Oh fuck, they naked you. They fucking laid you bare. They made you cry, baby. Look at your fucking tits, shaking from panic.” His voice cracked like thunder now. “Vaffanculo tutti quanti,” he roared, turning around slowly to face the men in the room. “Siete morti. Ve lo giuro. Siete già morti, bastardi.” (Fuck all of you. You’re dead. I swear it. You’re already fucking dead, bastards.) The room went still. The one who had taunted him shifted his stance slightly, like maybe for the first time, he felt it too—the weight of Dominic’s rage. The inevitability of death when the wrong man has something to avenge. Dominic turned back to the screen. His eyes burned. His fists shook. He pressed his cuffed hands to the table beside him, lean
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The man outside gestured toward the basement steps. “Take him below,” he said. “Let him watch. Let him hear what we do to his precious girl. One piece at a time.” The guards yanked Dominic from the car, dragging him toward the door. But he didn’t struggle. He smiled. Because they didn’t realize it yet. They were already dead. Every single one of them. They just hadn’t stopped breathing long enough to understand what that meant. Not yet. He didn’t resist. He walked like a man going to war, eyes locked on the entrance ahead, calculating every step, every guard, every blind corner. They thought he was powerless. They were wrong. He could already see the cracks in their plan. He just needed to find her. “You’re making a mistake,” Dominic said, his voice calm, measured, but laced with lethal promise. “You think you’ve done something clever. You think grabbing me like this is going to break me. But let me tell you something, and listen carefully because I don’t
The Mafias Obsession: Obey, Kneel, Submit Chapter 97: The Set Up
Dominic sat in the back seat of the black SUV, cuffs digging into his wrists, tension crackling through his shoulders like an electric current ready to explode. The moment they’d dragged him off the street, everything had felt wrong. The uniforms. The silence. The way they avoided his eyes. He wasn’t a man easy to arrest. Hell, most cops wouldn’t even try unless they had an army and a death wish. He didn’t speak at first. He waited. Watched. Calculated. But the second the car turned away from the main road and began creeping into the industrial part of the city, he knew. This wasn’t a detour. It was a setup. His voice cut through the air, low and hard. “Gentlemen, where the fuck are you taking me?” No answer. The driver said nothing. The men beside him stayed still, silent like statues. Dominic’s jaw clenched. He glanced out the window, watching the buildings blur past. “The police station is back that way,” he growled. “Don’t play fucking stupid. I own ha
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