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Trapped by the Mafia Boss Men like Mario.
Sylvias POV When the police arrived, I had turned icy cold and they draped a blanket over me, checking my eyes for any signs of shock. They moved to inspect the body, but not before questioning Mario first. He was so composed it made me wonder if he’d done this before. Then, a detective approached me. He was tall and lean with beady eyes that seemed to linger too long. He crouched down to my level, offering a tight, almost too-kind smile. "I'm Detective David," he said, voice low and smooth. "You doing okay, sweetheart?" I nodded stiffly, feeling a shiver run through me as his hand brushed my knee. "Can you tell me why you and your husband were in the woods?" he asked, jotting something down. "Nice place for a date?" "We had a picnic in the clearing close to the stream," I said, my voice trembling. "We had a little fight and... I just wanted to clear my head. That’s when I went into the woods and stumbled upon the body." "A little fight?" he repeated, leaning closer. I coul
Trapped by the Mafia Boss I will
SYLVIA'S POV My heart raced as I sprinted through the woods, branches scraping at my arms, the cool night air biting at my skin. I had no idea where I was going, just that I had to get away from Mario, from his touch, from his words. The tears burned hot against my cheeks as I stumbled over a fallen branch, nearly losing my footing.But then I heard it, a rustling sound to my left, followed by a soft, wet squelch. My breath hitched, and I wiped at my eyes, forcing myself to focus. The trees parted slightly, and that’s when I saw them.Two bodies. A boy and a girl, teenagers. Their limbs were twisted at odd angles, eyes open but unseeing, blood. The girl's hair was splayed out, her face frozen in terror. The boy’s shirt was soaked through, a crimson stain spreading across his chest.I couldn’t breathe. The scream tore out of me before I could even think, echoing through the woods and bouncing back to me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed, my hand clamping over my mouth, the horrible s
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Sylvia!
Mario's POV My eyes snapped open when I couldn't feel her body on mine, my face contorted in confusion as I took her in, scrambling to get up, and that's when reality dawned on me like I had been doused with cold water.Holy shit! It was Sylvia!I knew I fucked up, and as I stuttered trying to form a coherent sentence, she was picking up her gown from the floor and throwing it over her shaky body, wiping at her nose and eyes."Sylvia, I swear I can explain, I swear it was a—""Fucking no! Save it!" she snapped, her voice trembling as she wagged her finger at me, her eyes wild and glistening. "Do you think it's her the two times we've had sex? I suppose so. Do you bring me here because it reminds you of her? Is that why you brought me here?""No! No, that's not it," I said, yanking my briefs up and stumbling over my words. "It was a mistake, Sylvia. I don't think of her when I'm with you.""Bullshit!" she cried, pressing the heel of her hand against her forehead, squeezing her eyes sh
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Sit on my face.
SYLVIA'S POV We played around in the water for hours, splashing and tugging at each other, Mario’s deep laughter echoing through the field as I tried to escape his grasp. But eventually, the temperature dropped, and my skin prickled with chills. Mario noticed immediately, scooping me up in his arms and carrying me out of the water. He wrapped a towel around me, rubbing warmth back into my skin as we made our way back to the blanket.The food was cleared away, and we lay there, side by side, with the sky darkening above us. Stars flickered softly, and the air was cool, the world feeling small and intimate as we lay there, tangled together.I rolled over, pressing a gentle kiss to Mario’s lips. It was meant to be soft, but the moment our mouths met, he deepened it, his tongue sliding against mine, hot and slow. His hand found my waist, fingers spreading against my bare skin as he pulled me closer, but I pushed him down, straddling him, feeling him harden beneath me.Mario’s eyes darken
Trapped by the Mafia Boss The picnic date.
SYLVIA'S POV I turned around, taking in the breathtaking view around me, the open field bathed in warm, golden light, the soft rush of water echoing from the nearby stream, and wildflowers. It felt like a dream. I turned to Mario, heart pounding with so much affection that I couldn’t hold back. I threw myself into his arms, pressing my lips to his.His hands slid around my waist as he lifted me off the ground effortlessly, his lips moving against mine, slow and savoring. He finally pulled away, his dark eyes gazing down at me, the corners of his mouth tilting in that charming grin of his.Without a word, he carried me to the large blanket laid out in the center of the field and gently placed me down. The softness of the fabric sank beneath me, and as I leaned back, my hand brushed against a bouquet of lilies. I picked them up, bringing them to my nose and inhaling the sweet scent.“You’re such a sweetheart,” I said, my eyes glistening as I looked up at him.Mario chuckled, his hands
Trapped by the Mafia Boss All for you
Sylvia's POV Mario inhaled sharply, squeezing his eyes shut before he sat up in bed, his jaw clenched. I grinned, biting back a laugh.“Now I have to answer the door while hard,” he muttered, raking a hand through his hair as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.I pulled the sheets up to my chin, watching as he grabbed his pants from the floor, mumbling curses under his breath. A moment later, I heard the front door opened, a muffled exchange followed by the door shutting, and then Mario’s heavy footsteps echoed down the hall.When he returned, he had two large grocery bags in hand. He set them down on the table, his expression tight as he rummaged through them, pulling out wipes, clothes, toothbrushes, body wash, everything we didn’t have.“Guess you got everything,” I said, sliding out of bed and padding over to him.“Yeah,” he said, his voice a little rough, gaze dropping to the way the shirt hung just above my thighs. I fought the urge to tug it lower.Mario handed me a to
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Hold your horses
Mario's POV We lay there in the silence, the only sound the soft rhythm of our breaths. Sylvia’s body was draped over mine, her cheek resting against my chest, her hair a tangled mess across my skin. I stroked my fingers gently down her back, tracing lazy circles.Her breathing grew softer, each rise and fall of her chest slowing until she was almost completely still. I murmured her name, my lips brushing the top of her head, but she didn’t respond. A tiny smile lingered on her face.Carefully, I shifted, sliding out from beneath her and propping two pillows behind her back to keep her comfortable. She let out a small whimper, eyes fluttering before settling back into sleep.I padded over to the bathroom, flicking on the warm lights. The room still smelled like us, sweat and sex. There were no wipes, just the new set of towels still in their pack we'd delivered a few days ago, so I took one out, walked back to the bed, and lifted her gently into my arms.“Sylvia,” I whispered as her
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Little me
SYLVIA'S POV I was still panting, trying to catch my breath when Mario wrapped his arm around my waist, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My legs dangled as he carried me out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and into our new bedroom.When we got inside, he set me down gently on the bed. His eyes never left mine as he stripped off his pants and briefs, letting his cock spring free, thick, hard, and already dripping. My breath caught, my thighs pressing together as I took him in. He was big, almost too big, and the thought sent a shiver down my spine.Mario climbed onto the bed, settling between my legs. He leaned over me, bracing himself with one arm while the other hand trailed down my body, brushing over my sensitive nipples before cupping my ass. His lips met mine in a slow, drugging kiss, his tongue coaxing mine as his fingers slid back between my thighs, dipping into my slick wet folds.I moaned into his mouth, hips arching off the bed as he rubbed slow, teasing circles against my
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Good girl
SYLVIA’S POVMario’s thumb stayed pressed against my soaked panties the entire drive. I was burning up by the time we reached the front porch of our new place. He barely got the car into the garage before he jumped out, rounding to my side.He opened my door, and instead of waiting for me to step out, he pulled me to him, lifted me effortlessly, and pressed me up against the side of the car. My legs wrapped around his waist, and the kiss he gave me wasn’t gentle, it was rough, starved.By the time we stumbled to the front door, he was fumbling with the keys, growling under his breath in frustration as our mouths refused to part. When the lock finally clicked, we all but tumbled inside, heat, hands, mouths.He didn’t take me to the bedroom.He set me down on the kitchen counter, tearing his shirt over his head and unbuckling his belt in one swift motion. His eyes devoured me as his hands yanked my dress up.“Rip it off,” I gasped, breathless and aching.He didn’t hesitate. The sound of
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