Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Don's Obsession: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Proserpina We flew out of the US in a week’s time. The children had been subdued, not really understanding what was happening. I sat them down and explained that I needed to work for a while in Japan. That it was important for me. Ria interrupted me, her lower lip thrust out and quivering, her little face hot and pink. ‘Why can't you work from here? Like you used to?’ And then, her eyes glittering as the tears spilt, she went on, on a half sob, “I want my Pappa.’ Piers was almost in tears too. I sighed and stood up, reaching for Claude who took it upon himself to begin wailing at that moment. The maids stood by, guarded and expressionless while Sandy watched from a corner, her arms folded. I could feel the censure in the air. “Was I wrong in wanting to live my life?’ I thought angrily. *** It was Lucien who came to my rescue. He spent all afternoon and the evenings at the house, with the children. His eyes had a hollow look in them, a bleakness that bothered me. He gathered Ria in

ProserpinaWe landed on a sunny afternoon. The journey had been long and exhausting. But Ria and Piers had been raring to see their father and had been as good as gold throughout the flight. They had not ganged up to mimic Claude's wails unlike during the trip to Japan when they had been insufferable, whining and generally behaving like brats. Baby Claude had been cranky and irritable for most of the journey. But Claude tended to be that way as I had discovered. *Handsome Schwartz was at the airport with Grace to meet us. I fell into Grace's arms before giving Schwartz a hug too. The kids squealed when he picked them up one by one and I smiled indulgently despite being exhausted. “HE is missing you but as always, he will not admit it, ‘murmured Schwartz, his blue eyes twinkling with affection as he looked at me.I leaned my head against his shoulder. ‘He is such a darling, this friend of mine. ‘I thought, beaming up at him as I linked my arm to Gracie’s. * Sandy had organised the col

When the cars pulled up escorting his Woman, it was past midnight.Proserpina smiled as she stepped out daintily. She felt like she was in a reverse Cinderella situation!And then, her breath caught as she saw him.Illuminated by the lights on the porch, there stood her big, muscular husband. He was dressed in a charcoal gray formal suit, a tumbler in his hands, his men about him hovering discreetly.But the waves of desire, of longing came crashing at her and she felt a longing to rush to him and throw her arms around his neck, to kiss him and surrender to him mindlessly.But Proserpina did nothing of the sort.Swinging her hips in the naturally seductive way she had, she took measured steps to reach the man who stood, watching her every move.*Lucien stood, frozen, watching her approach.Just the sight of the small figure with the thrusting breasts, the jeans that hugged her rounded curvaceous ass, made his co*k jump up in anticipation.He stood still as she came towards him. She

ProserpinaWe had lain in each other’s arms after all the torrid lovemaking of that night.The food had been heated and we had eaten slowly, feeding each other, till somehow, I ended up in my lover’s lap again.Cuddling into his hirsute chest, I murmured,‘Lucien Delano, I cannot live without you…’He said nothing for a long time and then said in a hoarse growl,‘Don’t leave me again, woman.’For answer, I pulled his head down and kissed him fiercely.I melted in his arms as he took possession of me once again.*Sometime in the wee hours of the morning, I came awake to a pleasurable sensation that had me moaning. Lucien was sucking on my clit, his large hands holding my legs apart firmly as I tried to thrash.In some bewilderment, I realised that he had tied my wrists with a silken tie to the bedpost and I was helpless as I writhed under his clever tongue, powerless to stop him, my legs spread wide open for his pleasure.And mine.Raising his head, he growled,“Stay still, woman. I n

ProserpinaWith a rumble in his chest, he came forward.‘Little one.’ He growled. I remained where I was, looking up at him, my love in my eyes.He pulled me to my feet and fisting my hair, jerked me around, moulding me to his body. I could feel his hardness against my back and I trembled, in longing and a strange kind of fear. He looked as though he was about to give way to his darkest desires.I tried to look at him, there were times when I felt he was trying to drive me away, when he would be vulgar on purpose, hurt me with his harsh use of my body deliberately. But I knew I loved him enough to take it, to wait for the storm to pass over.Now I let my body relax against him, slowly.“Yes.’ I whispered.’ Whatever you wish to do to me, My Master.’“Damn you,’ he growled and jerked me closer, a fist in my long brown hair, holding me still as he lowered his mouth to my neck, sucking and then sinking his teeth into me, hurting me. I whimpered, shuddering in want , pain and pleasure beco