His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

BALIA.Last night had been a mix of amusing and annoying because why the hell had he been a bit nice before biting me with his words?I was glad that he hadn't followed me to bed, so I just watched a movie till I fell asleep.I woke up to my face on the screen of my iPad and sunlight pouring into my room. Squinting, I shielded my face and turned to the other side, yawning as I slipped out of bed.I walked to the window with the intent of pulling the drapes close. I wouldn't say I liked too much light. Tina must have pulled the drapes open while I was out.But when I got to the window, I stopped when I saw a familiar body moving through the pool. I squinted towards the pool, eyes widening when the swimmer stepped out. Senna.It was illegal for anyone to look that hot, and I wondered why I wasn't hearing the wail of a thousand sirens waiting at the gates to arrest this specimen of a man. I saw the reason why no woman could look away from him. His hair. It had been cut low. As muc

BALIAIt had been two hours since the encounter with Senna and the oddly familiar man. I knew he'd looked really aware, but I decided not to dwell so much on it.Since I had nothing to do, I decided to read a book, sleeping off in the process. I woke up later in the evening, feeling irritated at the monotony in which I lived my life.According to one of the maids, Tina had gone home for the weekend and would be back next week. I'd been slightly disappointed as she was the one I felt the most comfortable with.I was standing on the porch when I caught that same figure. I squinted my eyes and stretched my body to see that it was the same man I'd seen with Senna.I moved to the other side of the porch, following his movements. He rounded the fountain and started moving towards the other side of the mansion, and for a brief moment, he whipped his neck towards me, and I caught his face.My confusion heightened, and I suspected something off about this man, so I ran down the porch steps, hu

Senna's POVBalia.She was all I could think of in bed tonight. I kept tossing and turning, thinking of how I should have moved on her tonight. It had taken a lot of self-control for me not to rip her dress apart there and there.I battled with a raging boner, and not even my hand could bring me the satisfaction I wanted: the soft touch of a woman's body and scent. So, I forced myself to go into the bathroom to take a cold shower to relieve myself. I returned and forced myself to sleep as I had a long day today.After the issue Rocco had with Trey a few days ago, I'd sent him out to the field. When I thought about it, I realized it was something I should have done a long time ago. He was starting to relax too much, and even at a point, he became rude. But I hadn't taken note of it until Trey made mention of it.The following day, I woke up to a call from Trey, asking me to get ready as we had a long day today quickly. It was true. One of our caporegimes had called, informing us that h

"Get the hell away from me!" Senna growled and pushed one of the guards who had tried to help him up.Today had nearly ended badly, but they had been quick enough to intervene. The warehouse downtown had been attacked, but Senna and Trey were right in time to take control of the situation. Trey had gotten a bullet scratch, and Senna, nothing. After taking down all of Diablo's men and leaving their heads, they all headed back to the club, going into the building through the back.The man, whom they later found out to be one of the underbosses, was tortured by Trey, but he was yet to say anything. Senna asked everyone to take a break and celebrate the little victory. This man's case wasn't something too serious. They could handle all of that. Senna placed Placido to watch their captive along with his men, and Senna pulled Trey towards the club so they could have a bit of fun. But Trey was quiet, even with the music and booze. Senna wrapped his arm around him. "Can we forget about

BALIAMy brain had turned to cotton candy. I couldn't think straight. As he pulled his clothes off, I remained in bed, eager to feel his body on mine, and when he joined me on the bed, the scent of wood and musk wafted into my nose.Pulling close to him, I pressed my fingertips onto his chest, grazing my nose down his arm as I inhaled his scent. "I love how you smell."His fingers brushed my hair back, and for a while, I believed he saw me as much better than the woman he could have access to. Maybe it was the way he delicately touched me. It was unusual for Senna.Wrapping his arms around my thigh, he pulled me into his body, so I sat astride him, feeling the bulge of his length through his cotton briefs.I looked down at him, into his eyes, and seeing the desire in his eyes as he looked at me made me ten times hornier than I already was. His large hands caressed my skin softly, and even with the drunken look in his eyes, I knew he wanted men, and it was different from the other days