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41. A wedding gift
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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 101. Come home and fùck her
LACHLAN The man whimpered, hanging from the chains bolted into the concrete ceiling of one of our warehouses. Blood dripped from the various cuts on his body, pooling beneath him in a slow, thick stream, mixing with the sweat and filth coating the cracked cement floor. I crouched low, fingers flexing around the worn hilt of my blade, my expression calm and surgical.“You know,” I murmured, flicking open the blade again, the sound a quiet and deadly whisper, “I don’t particularly enjoy this. But I will do it for days if I have to.” I was lying. Besides having everything around me in prefect order, torturing someone for information was one thing my mind finds calm in. Jeremiah said it's because I won’t give the darkness inside me free reign in any other part of my life. But it's not exactly that, the fact is, it takes certain amount of control and discipline and precision to not kill the person at your mercy. One second of lack of control and I’ll end up with a dead body sooner than I
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 100. I don't want you to die
Flashback Continued....NINA“He touched my girl.”My girl. His girl. His. I shouldn’t feel the flutters of excitement in this situation but I did. He called me his girl.I might’ve missed something, because one moment Jeremiah was standing still in front of me and in the next he was going for a throat of the leader.And he was fast. So fast.He managed to grab the man by his arm and flipped him over his head.A scream left me when the other two men lunged at him from opposite sides. But Jeremiah ducked, twisted, landed a brutal elbow to the man's ribs, before he grabbed the wrist of another man mid-punch and snapped it back with a crack that made bile rise in my throat.Blood splattered on the concrete, but Jeremiah didn’t even blink as he slid out a knife from his waistband— that I didn’t even know he carried with him, and slammed it deep into the man’s throat. When he pulled it out, blood sprayed out like a fountain. I shuddered at the scene, my skin breaking out in goosbumps as
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 99. Flashback: He touched my girl
Flashback #5NINAThe bass thumped through the walls like a heartbeat gone wild, my own matched it.Lights flickered in violent colors— neon red, green and blue dancing like flames across the walls, floor and sweaty skin. It was loud, hot and chaotic. People moved their bodies in beat to the music, grinding and swaying, lost in a rhythm that didn’t care for rules.And I was here to feel the same freedom they were enjoying. To break the rules I have always abide by. I should’ve felt afraid.But I didn’t. Because he was also here. I turned to look at him and found him standing in the shadows, his grey eyes focused solely on me. Watching me.Jeremiah.He arched brow and I gave him a trembling smile. I didn’t know why but him being here was all the nudge I needed to feel same and to experience another thing off the list I had come up with since I realised he was the only way I could live my life and also my ticket out of my father’s thumb, out of the life I was born into.When I had ask
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 98. You'll come around Lachlan’s côck
NINAI hated him. I hated every second I spent in the same room with him.And yet, I crawled on my knees like an obedient pet for him and collected those stupid chess pieces he’d scattered across the floor just to keep my word. My pride broke into pieces so I could hold onto my word and not break it. Maybe it was ego.But the strange sensations rolling inside me said something else.The heat surrounding me said something else. I could feel his eyes on me, burning into my back, dragging goosebumps up my arms even though I told myself it was just the cold air against my skin.I should’ve felt humiliated. I did.But I also felt… warm. Between my thighs. Under my skin. As if my body didn’t get the memo that he was the monster.And now as I sat in his lap that warmth turned hotter and hotter with each of his touches until there was an inferno building inside me. He was like a furnace and I was burning so close to him. A traitorous shiver slid down my spine. My back arched, and I let out
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 97. Stretch that pússy
JEREMIAH I smiled to myself when I watched her lips make an O as she slipped a finger inside her pussy and encountered her arousal. Her hand faltered and she started to close her knees.But I was undeterred and on a mission. I straightened my leg out and pushed my foot between her knees to spread them further apart. I said, “Make it two— scratch that, slide three fingers in. Stretch that pussy.” When her brows furrowed, I said, “You have been taking Lachlan’s cock, you can take three of your dainty little fingers.”And when she finally slid three fingers into herself, her head tilted back slightly, lips trembling.My cock pulsed. I watched her push her fingers in and out, slowly, hesitantly, like every movement was an act of treason against her pride.And this time it wasn’t my doing… not entirely. She was getting wet because despite what she said, she liked when I am in control and she’s being humiliated in the right way. Like I said, her body remembered me even when she forgot it.
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 96. Touch yourself, wife
JEREMIAH “Are you going back on your words, wife?” She glared at me as she dropped to her knees and I hid my smirk behind the glass as I took a sip. She moved slowly, crawling across the room, collecting each chess piece like it held fragments of her pride. I guess it did. Because she was kneeling for me. The man she called a monster and hated. Gradually, her skin turned pink under my gaze. Her nipples tightened with the cold or arousal or maybe humiliation, I didn't know yet but I will find out soon enough. And, then she leaned down further, her back arched in a way that made my throat dry as she retrieved a piece from under the chair. I took another swallow of my drink to erase the knot forming in my throat, before I put it back on the table. Fuck. No matter how deceitful, she was still beautiful. I got up and walked behind her. She stiffened as she heard me approach and her body remained in that position. I paused beside her and reached down to let my fingers t
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