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EIGHTEEN

Author: Chihiro
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-08 02:15:02

Clarissa

The dress fits.

I didn't think it would. I said nothing when the seamstress and her assistants measured me, got me fitted, made their notes, asked their questions, and left again. I cried, but they didn't seem surprised by that, like women that do this sort of work for rich and powerful men are used to seeing tears and hopelessness.

But I'm out of tears. I spent them all in my pillow last night, and now big bags hang beneath my eyes. I used to imagine my wedding day when I was younger, back before the war forced me back to Mexico: lots of activity, friends and family all over, people to help dress me and do my hair and my makeup. Bridesmaids, champagne, laughter, joy. Lots of white and lots of flowers and lots of people to share in my perfect day. Instead, it's only me.

I try my best to look good, for myself at least. I doubt there will be pictures, and this isn't a day I'll want to remember, but I try anyway. I make myself as beautiful as I can, my hair glossy and lustrous,
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  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-SIX

    Scarlet"Gage. What are you doing here?" I wanted to hate him. Asshole. Asshole."I wanted to see you," he said, scanning every inch of my body."Well, you have. Now get out."As he took my hands into his, electricity rushed into every cell, every muscle. His eyes were dancing, his lips pursed, and he was far more rugged and sexy than I remembered."You didn't sign the contract." The statement was frank. And cold."I have a few caveats of my own." My heart sank. This was all about business. I tried to pull away, disturbed that he would go to this extreme. I should have known better. His grip was firm."Yes, my attorney told me. I'll agree to your terms, Scarlet.""You could have had your flunky tell me that. No need to travel all the way down here. Aren't you worried that some asshole with a machine gun will gun you down in the parking lot?" I heard the nastiness in my voice return and was thankful only two other people were in the room. This didn't need to be town gossip."The same b

  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-FIVE

    ScarletTwo months later"Santa Claus is on the roof. He mentioned you were a very naughty girl this year. You're getting switches and paddles.""That's great." I vaguely heard Emily's words. When they finally sank in, I gave her a nasty glare, fighting to keep from shooting my middle finger in her direction. There were far too many customers in the store. "Christmas is two months away, thank you very much. Still time to slide onto that good girl list." I clicked off the television, shuddering as usual at seeing the news. The reports were infrequent now that the initial bloodshed had been reduced to a minimum. I almost laughed at my own thought. I had no sensitivity to the stories, the gory newscasts. Chicago was a long way away."Not gonna happen." Grinning, Emily wagged her finger. "Honey, you need to stop watching that crap."That crap was the latest news regarding the Fantago organization. The bloodbath had ended, several lives lost but as far as I could tell, Gage had been protec

  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-FOUR

    GageScarlet's breathing was even, indicating some form of peaceful sleep. I'll admit, I wondered when and if I'd ever be able to sleep soundly again. Everything was far too muddled, reporters slamming the Fantago family and all gangster-style activity. Anything for sensational news. At least I'd been able to garner some information about what I could expect. A melee of shit.I studied the way she had her leg wrapped around the blanket before taking a sip of the whiskey she'd found, the single ice cube almost completely melted. The harsh flavor I wasn't used to, but at least the liquid felt good sliding down my throat. Her comforting arms as I dealt with the news had allowed a relative peace to settle in. She'd never know how much her touch meant, her soft words of wisdom. There was no rulebook for what needed to be done, no script that I could follow, except for the ruthless nature depicted by my father. So be it.I'd seen her reflection as I'd told her the news. There'd been such re

  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-THREE

    GageThe taste of her, the touch was more exquisite than even the times before. Just holding her close was vital, perhaps keeping me alive, my personal monsters at bay. I wrapped my hand around her neck, drawing her in even closer. While there could be no forever, I could have her right here. Right now. If only for a few precious minutes. Dragging her onto her toes, the quiet intimacy turned into a fevered roar. I slid my hand under her buttocks, grinding my groin against her stomach.She brushed her hands up and down my back, her fingers digging in, tugging at my shirt. Our tongues intertwined, our teeth gnashing, the French kiss becoming wild and crazed. I was desperately hungry, longing to shove my cock deep inside her wet pussy, to take what I knew belonged to me. I broke the embrace, growling as I licked and nipped her lower lip and her chin, blowing hot air then brushing my lips down to her neck."Gage. Oh, Gage," she mumbled, tipping back her head, her eyes clenched shut. The e

  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-TWO

    ScarletThe quiet was deafening, lulling me into a vacuum."You're awfully quiet," he murmured."What am I supposed to say?"He snorted, his body shifting. "You always ask questions about everything, one of the reasons I adore you."Why did the term seem so obligatory? "Well, you're not going to tell me anything so I'm not wasting the effort.""Don't allow this to change you, jade you in any manner. Promise me that."It was my turn to issue a guttural sound. "None of your concern, or at least it won't be after tomorrow.""Do you really think I'm doing this on purpose?"Normally, given his caustic personality, he would have spit out the question with at least some margin of venom. Tonight, all his words seemed haunted. "I don't know what to think. You say we're in danger. I'll believe you.""Ask.""Ask what?" My eyes were weary, my head aching, and I was in a foul mood."Anything, Scarlet. I'll answer.""But truthfully is the question."Gage turned his head beseechingly slowly, his eye

  • Trapped By The Mafia Don   FIFTY-ONE

    ScarletAfter making it out to the main road, I expected him to turn in the direction of the small city. Instead, he drove further up and around the mountain, his eyes darting back and forth from the rearview mirror to the road. His terror as well as his anger was palpable, his face lined with worry.I had my hands clenched, half expecting to see headlights in the side mirror. My fingers were throbbing, creating a massive headache. We passed no one on the road and the darkness was comforting. The storm continued, although the thunder and lightning had ceased. Still, the utter gloom, tree limbs slapping against the windshield and roof was far too foreboding. This was life with Gage, son of a mafia man. I almost laughed out loud at the thought. He made several turns before he finally spoke, and the tone of his voice alone sent chills racing down my body."I called in a favor. We're staying at a safe location until the morning. Arrangements are being made to get us out of the country. Wh

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