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The mafia's sweet seductress Horny Drunk III
Camila's POV After what feels like an eternity of struggling against him, I finally push myself off, gasping for air as I recall how my life had just flashed before my eyes. I was nearly suffocated by his dick.Quite literally. I hastily roll off of him, landing on the floor with a thud and I groan out as pin rushes to the side of my head. I look up at Alejandro, only he's still asleep and with a huff, I yank his white dress shirt off the rest of the way and stomp into his closet, dumping the clothes in the laundry hamper, before moving to retrieve his sleeping clothes. I recall the difference in what he wears to bed on the nights he sleeps with me and reach for his sweatpants. I wasn't going to be sleeping next to him tonight. It was inappropriate, and even I didn't feel it necessary to cross that line.Not to mention, I now knew that he was a horny and handsy drunk, one that I would be better sleeping without. Sweatpants in hand, I return into his room and walk towards his fi
The mafia's sweet seductress Horny Drunk II
Camila's POV He stands all the suddenly, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me up off the ground. My hands instinctively settle on his shoulders as my feet lift off the floor, while I can do nothing but yelp. "Ah-What are you doing."He chuckles as he begins to twirl me around, "I need to change." He groans against my stomach. "Help me get ready for bed." His face is still buried into my belly and his voice is nothing but a low hum against it. I merely shriek in surprise at the sudden burst of energy. But I don't tell him to stop, nor do I tell him that he wasn't making any sense for it felt too good to hear him laugh. I close my eyes but then shriek as I feel him throw me back and I open my eyes just as I fall onto his bed as I look up to see him charging towards me. I giggle as he jumps on top of me playfully before burying his head against my stomach and resting it there. My giggling stops as butterflies take over at his close proximity and the way he feels comfortab
The mafia's sweet seductress A horny drunk I
Camila's POV I was a natural worrier and I blamed mamá for it. Watching her worry for others as a child had led me to develop her habit of over worrying. So now every time I grew anxious about Ethan hurting himself or Alejandro overworking himself, the worrying would get worse. It was learned behavior that I couldn't shake. But I couldn't help it, the last few days had passed by in a blur and Alejandro seemed way too busy these days to even pay me or his health any mind. Aside from the good morning pecks on my cheek that he was now fully comfortable giving, I barely got any time to chat with him before he was running off to a meeting or on a call, leaving his breakfast half eaten. There were some nights where he would return well past midnight with Ethan, and those were the worst for my anxiety. Two of the most important people in my life gone while I was left to worry. One night Ethan and Alejandro had gotten in well past two in the morning, I only knew because
The mafia's sweet seductress Down Bad III
Camila's POV Greta reaches us and her eyes connect with mine flashing with recognition before she places a hand on her hip glaring at us. "Shouldn't you be looking over the pool, Pool Boy?" She snaps at Mason. Mason and I glance towards the pool. The empty pool that's never in use, before we both look back at her. She's tapping her foot impatiently and I can see Mason wants to roll his eyes but he doesn't. After all he is still working - for her father I might add. He gives her a tight smile. "Just helping out one of the guests." Greta rolls here eyes, "Anyways I need you to clear out the pool for the next hour, I'm having a special guest." She mutters picking at her fingernails. Mason's jaw ticks as he glances towards the bodyguard stood off to the side. "Can't do that. You didn't book the space in advance, I'm not kicking all these people out."Greta huffs out in frustration stomping her foot. "My father would be very displeased with the service here." She sneers as she start
The mafia's sweet seductress Down Bad II
Camila's POV "Denise Charelston." Mason smiles at me as he opens the lunch I brought him to work. I arrived just in time for Mason's break, where we sat having lunch together. It was convenient really, Mason worked at the country club, which worked in his favour - considering his favorite pastime was entertaining the wives of the important men that had memberships here. And although one would think of it as highly unethical, I had no right to judge him, nor was it my place to force him into doing 'the right thing'.Besides, I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy an insider perspective of all the gossip inside the lives of Beverly Hill's most elite."She thinks her husband is having an affair. And I'm sure of it- she's the one I told you that was a model in her twenties," He explains before throwing his head back with a groan. "And fuck ,when I tell you she's amazing. I mean it."My nose scrunches up in distaste. Although I liked hearing of the drama, I wasn't a fan of Mason's need
The mafia's sweet seductress Down Bad I
Camila's POV I wasn't a morning person and yet I naturally woke up early most days - only to will myself to fall right back asleep.It was a cycle. And today is no different as my eyes flutter open and I shift in an attempt to get comfortable, only to realize Alejandro's spooning me, with a large hand still rested against my bare stomach. I contemplate moving away from him for I was still upset about yesterday, but I hesitate. Alejandro was currently in my bed, holding me against him, his evened breathing in my ear, and his strong body behind me. He was a jerk for leaving me alone, but I was also there to help him push his agenda, I wasn't necessarily his date nor did he care about me like that. Not yet at least. With a small sigh, I shift around to get a good look at him and his face. His extremely handsome face. His eyes are shut, his thick dark lashes lay against his the skin of his under eyes. His lips, parted as soft snores breeze through them and his face slightly tilted
The mafia's sweet seductress Dessert isn't always sweet III
Camila's POV Instead of saying anything to him, I walk over and grab the the baby pink sweatshirt and some matching sweatpants out of his hands before shutting the bathroom door in his face. I didn't want to see him for his actions or lack there of tonight were a huge turn off.Getting my dress of was nearly impossible. Not only were there traces of my vomit but the zipper wasn't working. But I'd rather die than ask for his help, and is I stroll to my vanity, take out my scissors and cut the damn dress off. I didn't want to be reminded of this wretched night or how shitty I must have looked in that dress for Alejandro not to notice me. Yanking off my bra and underwear, I slip my clothes on before stumbling my way across the bathroom to swing the door open, ignoring the tinge of disappointment that comes upon realizing Alejandro wasn't here. But why was I disappointed? He had simply left me numerous times tonight, all I needed right now was to get in bed. And so, I stumble onto m
The mafia's sweet seductress Dessert isn't always sweet II
Camila's POV It had felt like a lifetime had passed since i'd been in the bathroom. My stomach was emptied four hurls ago and now my body has resorted to dry heaving anything and everything. I desperately tried to call for help but the moment I moved away, I would come running back, spilling the contents of my stomach at twice the pace of before. I was hurting. I was alone. And all I wanted was for someone to come looking for me. All I wanted was for someone to care. The night had taken a turn for the worse. No one had come looking for me, my dress was completely ruined, my mascara was running all over my face as tears of pain, frustration and hurt ran down my face and the sheer and utter physical pain coming from my stomach wasn't helping. It's only when I'm nearly passed out against the toilet seat that I make out the sound of the door opening and a loud sigh of relief. "There you are." Comes Alejandro's voice and my eyes flutter open as I watch his expression slowly shift to
The mafia's sweet seductress Dessert isn't always sweet I
Camila's POV Twenty fucking two?!Greta was only twenty two years old?The grip on my fork turns impossibly tighter, nearly enough bend the metal. Ethan was in the middle of a story next to me but I couldn't care less for I was too preoccupied with the information I had just been given. Greta was only twenty two, she was closer to my age than she was Alejandro's age of twenty eight. And she had the audacity to call me a child when we were closer in age than she was to Alejandro?!I didn't know how to process it. I look up casting a glace ahead of me at Alejandro who's seated next to Greta. But I'm only focused on Alejandro. So he doesn't mind younger? I cant help but feel pathetic at the small sliver of hope that rises within me. It's highly unlikely he'll even start considering me in that way and I need to get myself out of this haze of Alejandro. My gaze lingers on the handsome man in question and I find myself contemplating if he's even worth it. He takes a bite of his food
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