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Trapped by the Mafia Boss Safe and loved.
SYLVIA'S POV Mario moved the tray of food he had brought in closer and gently scooped up a bit of pancake, holding it to my lips.I took the bite, chewing slowly while watching him with narrowed eyes. “Okay, but since when do you make pancakes this good?”He grinned, full-on dimples and everything. “I’ve been taking online cooking classes.”I almost choked. “What?”“Yeah,” he said, like it was no big deal. “I wanted to impress you. Learn something useful. You know, other than murder and money laundering.”I laughed, really laughed, wincing halfway through as the soreness reminded me I was still thoroughly wrecked. “Mario, that’s possibly the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.”“I know.” He winked, then fed me another bite. “And I did say I’d feed you in bed someday.”“You didn’t mention I’d be too sore to move after a night of being manhandled by you.”He smirked and leaned down to steal a kiss, syrup on his lips. “Still not sorry.”I gave him a lazy glare. “You’re impossibl
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Which Mario?
Sylvia's POV I woke up aching. Everywhere.The kind of ache that makes you forget how to breathe for a second.My thighs burned, and between them… God. I whimpered before I could stop it, my hand automatically going to my inner thigh where the soreness pulsed hot and deep. I flinched. I was swollen. Raw.Slowly, I blinked the sleep out of my eyes. The room… looked clean. No clothes laying around. Fresh sheets. Curtains drawn. Dim morning light slipping in. It was like nothing had happened.Except… everything had.I was naked, sprawled on soft white sheets that didn’t match what I remembered. He’d changed them. After.My wrists were red. The skin still stung where the cuffs had been. I turned them gently, watching the faint imprint fade in and out with every movement.What the hell did he do to me?The memory hit in sharp, messy flashes. His voice, cold and rough. My own cries. His hands. His mouth. The way he bent me, filled me, used me.I should’ve felt ashamed. Maybe I did. But und
Trapped by the Mafia Boss I've Got You.
Warning: This chapter contains intense explicit sex scenes. It is strictly 18+.SYLVIA'S POVMario's hands tangled in my hair, holding me still as I kept going, my tongue swirling, lips flicking around his cock. He was so hard, pulsing in my mouth, and I could feel him getting close. The heat from his body pressed into mine, his breath ragged as he whispered, “Fuck, Sylvia… don’t stop. You’re driving me insane.”Just when I thought he’d lose control, he suddenly gripped my hair tighter and pulled back, voice dark and low, “Sit on my face. Now.”I didn’t hesitate, sliding down on his face so his tongue was immediately buried inside me, swirling, licking, sucking like a man possessed. Every flick of his tongue against my throbbing clit sent shockwaves through my core. My breath hitched, chest rising and falling fast as I trembled on the edge, my body screaming for release.“Harder,” I gasped, clutching the sheets, as I grind my pussy into h
Trapped by the Mafia Boss To the back of my throat.
Warning: This chapter contains intense explicit sex scenes.SYLVIA'S POV My breath caught.Did he really just say that?I stared up at him, my heart pounding so loud it drowned out everything else. Stroke that sweet pussy for Daddy… The words echoed in my head, heating my skin from the inside out.This wasn’t the Mario who made me breakfast in the mornings or kissed my forehead. This wasn’t the quiet, careful man who always asked for permission with his eyes.This… was different.Raw.Hungry.Commanding.And God help me—I loved it.Still, I hesitated. Not out of fear, but from the sheer shock of it. My lips parted, trying to breathe, to speak, but nothing came out. My hands were trembling, fingers hovering just above my core like I needed to convince myself that this was real.“Don’t be shy,” his voice dropped lower. “Or do you want daddy to help you?”A shiver danced up my spine.This was what I asked for. What I begged him for. Not Mario the husband. Not Mario the protector.But th
Trapped by the Mafia Boss Call me DADDY
MarioI was barely paying attention to Darren.Something about contracts. Something about Kosta. His mouth was moving, but all I could think about was the bag Sylvia came home with. That bold-ass sex shop logo printed across the front, staring at me like a challenge.What did she buy?What was she setting up upstairs?“You good?” Darren’s voice cut through my thoughts from the laptop screen.I blinked. “Huh?”He raised a brow. “I’ve been talking for the past five minutes and you haven’t heard a word.”I ran a hand down my face. “Yeah, sorry. Just... distracted.”He grinned. “Sylvia, right?”I didn’t answer.“Yeah,” he nodded like he understood. “Saw the bag. Pleasure Chest? Ain’t that the one with the whole setups and full dungeon kits?”I shot him a look, turning away briefly from the screen.“What? I’ve been. With my girl,” he added quickly, holding his hands up like he needed to defend himself. “You think just because I'm a police officer I don’t know how to keep things spicy?”I s
Trapped by the Mafia Boss What am I looking for?
SYLVIA'S POV The scent of leather, soft perfume, and something faintly sweet hit me the second I stepped inside. Pleasure Chest wasn’t dim or sketchy like I imagined, it was bright, sleek, and warm, with glass shelves and velvet walls lined with things that whispered things to you without ever speaking.A woman behind the counter looked up and gave me a smile, not judgmental, not nosy. Just soft and knowing, like she’d seen a hundred women walk in with the same shy shoulders and secret thoughts.Like she saw women like me all the time: a little wide-eyed, a little excited, dressed in a man’s T-shirt and joggers, holding a black card that clearly wasn't theirs.I nodded slightly and wandered farther in, letting my fingers brush against silk blindfolds, soft ropes, and delicate lace in every color. A display of vibrators sat beneath warm lights like art pieces. A mannequin wore a bold, black custom set; leather straps, mesh cups, open crotch. My eyes lingered on it.“Beautiful,” a voi
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