All Chapters of A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

167 Chapters

Chapter 11- Trapped In Here

Chapter 11ALLESIA༒༺❦༻༒Two days. That was how long it took me to go from swearing I'd never touch Russel Mancini's money to standing in front of my closet at half past ten on a Friday night, trying to decide which dress made the whole thing feel less like a transaction and more like a choice I was making with my eyes open.I picked something dark and plain, mostly because it was the least like a costume. Getting dressed for it didn't mean I'd already agreed to who I'd become tonight. That was the lie I kept telling myself while I zipped it up.My phone buzzed on the bed. Nikolai's name lit up the screen, and I stared at it until it stopped ringing on its own.It buzzed again a minute later. Then a third time, close enough together that I knew he was pacing somewhere, waiting for me to pick up. I turned the screen face down instead and kept doing my hair, hands shaking just enough that I had to redo the same section twice.A text came through anyway. Nikolai: Saw you left the bar ear

Chapter 12- Behaviors & Expectations

Chapter 12ALLESIA༒༺❦༻༒I didn't want to admit it, but the food helped.It was real food. Warm, soft bread, roasted chicken, potatoes done just right. Comfort food, the kind that made me suspicious of whoever had chosen the menu, like they'd known exactly what a scared, starving woman would need to calm down enough to think straight.I ate like a robot, slow and mechanical. My thoughts weren't on the food. They were on that damn file. Submission of my will. A contract. What kind of freak writes a contract for sex? But it wasn't just sex, was it?Russel Mancini didn't just want to sleep with me. He wanted control.Complete, unapologetic control.The realization settled over me like a winter coat soaked in freezing rain. It made my skin crawl. What the hell had I agreed to? Or worse: what the hell had my brother gotten me into?I stared at the closet again, then back at the bed, then again at the file like it might jump at me, the note on the front still catching the low light every ti

Chapter 13– There Goes The Pride

Chapter 13 RUSSEL ༒༺❦༻༒ "And there goes all that pride." I leaned back in my leather chair, eyes fixed on the surveillance monitor with a satisfied smirk. The whiskey glass felt cool against my palm as I raised it to my lips, savoring the burn as the liquor slid down my throat. On the screen before me was Allesia Guerrero. Not the adamant woman who'd strutted out of my office weeks ago with fire in her eyes, but a diminished version of herself. She perched on the edge of the bed in the guest suite, her shoulders hunched as she turned the pages of the contract she'd just signed. Her expressions shifted with each page: confusion, shock, horror, disgust, disbelief, resignation. Each reaction sent a thrill through my body that rivaled the whiskey's burn. I'd crafted those terms with exquisite attention to detail, knowing exactly how they would affect her. Footsteps in the hallway pulled at my attention, but not enough to tear my gaze from the screen. "Come in," I called, trackin

Chapter 14-Know Your Enemy

Chapter 14 ALLESIA ༒༺❦༻༒ …complete surrender of bodily autonomy… …compliance with all reasonable requests… …financial penalties for early termination… I blinked away the remnants of restless sleep, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar ceiling above me. Then reality crashed back. The mansion, the contract, Russel's cold eyes watching me through the camera I'd discovered hidden in the air vent. I sat up and hugged the silk sheets to my chest. The bed was obscenely comfortable, designed to cradle the body in luxury while the mind remained a prisoner. I'd spent half the night staring at his ridiculous clause, then that tiny camera lens, wondering if he was watching, imagining him sitting in his study with that smug, satisfied look on his face. I'd been too exhausted to care by the time sleep finally claimed me. The digital clock on the nightstand read 10:24 AM. I wondered if there was a schedule I was expected to follow, some unspoken routine that would please him. The thou

Chapter 15- Why Wonder

Chapter 15RUSSEL༒༺❦༻༒"Well?" I prompted through gritted teeth as I marched into my office to find Kegan already lounging comfortably in my chair, feet propped on my desk like the place belonged to him.He raised an eyebrow at the look of disappointment on my face. "Your extracurricular activities can wait. We have a very important, time-sensitive issue right now, and you don't have the time to do anything else.""No. I just got back. I'm busy." I hadn't even loosened my tie yet, and already the day was demanding things from me I had no intention of giving."I'm not sure you want to pick a girl over something as important as this, Don Mancini." His use of my title was to let me know that he was dead serious, since he saved it for exactly the moments he needed me to actually listen instead of argue.I tossed my suit jacket onto the couch with barely restrained frustration. "This better be important. You know damn well how important my latest catch is."Kegan leaned forward, his expre

Chapter 16- Be Gone

Chapter 16RUSSEL༒༺❦༻༒"Hello, boys." I said it the way I said most things when I already knew I was going to get exactly what I wanted, the tone as much a warning as a greeting."Do you have an appointment?" a guard asked cautiously, hand already drifting toward his holster in that jumpy way men got when they weren't quite sure whether I was a guest or a problem."Do I need an appointment before I visit Ignacio?" I replied in the same casual tone."I'm afraid you do, Mr. Mancini. Given your reputation–""Oh, come on. I came alone, obviously unharmed. What harm could I possibly cause the man? It's not like he's handicapped. Let me in or you can simply just call him and tell him you are keeping me out here."There was a lengthy pause as the guards exchanged glances, their skepticism clearly painted across their faces, the kind of look men gave each other when neither wanted to be the one responsible for a decision. I leaned against my car, folded my arms across my chest, and waited wi

Chapter 17- Sugar Coma

Chapter 17ALLESIA༒༺❦༻༒I spent another night in that room.It felt like a terrible joke, but there was sadly nothing I could do about it. All that ruckus to get me to agree to his stupid contract, only to get here and have him not even show up. I'd braced myself for humiliation, for pain, for a hundred different versions of what tonight might look like, and not one of those scenarios had involved him simply not being here at all.I'd exhausted every single option, and couldn't even attempt to make a run for it because his guards watched me like hungry vultures circling a wounded animal, patient and unblinking, like they had nowhere better to be and all the time in the world to wait me out.When Russel didn't return last night, I felt an unexpected pang of disappointment mixed with frustration, an unwelcome combination I refused to let my mind dwell on. I'd hoped we would just get this whole thing over with yesterday so I could go home. But apparently, Russel had other plans.Sadly,

Chapter 18~ Sleeping Beauty

Chapter 18RUSSEL༒༺❦༻༒I loosened my tie with an irritated tug.The meeting with Ignacio had been necessary but infuriating. The man had insisted I stay at his residence, as if declining his pretentious hospitality would somehow shatter our barely functioning business arrangement. So I'd spent the night in his guest room, staring at the ceiling, my mind 3,000 miles away, replaying every hour I'd already lost to a man who thought loyalty could be measured in how long he could keep me sitting at his table.Not with the shipment details. Not with the territory negotiations. Not even with the boy Ignacio had nearly turned into another name on my growing list of debts owed.With her. With Allesia."Boss, we'll be landing in about three hours," my pilot announced through the intercom.I nodded absently, though he couldn't see me, my mind already three hours ahead of the plane, back in a house I hadn't set foot in for two days and a room I had every intention of visiting the moment we lande

Chapter 19- Completely Helpless

Chapter 19 ALLESIA ༒༺❦༻༒ I jolted awake at the feeling of a hand tapping my shoulder. My eyes fluttered open to find Aldo looming over me, his expression impassive as always. "Miss Allesia," he said, his voice startling me fully awake. "Mr. Mancini has returned." I shot upright, suddenly aware that I had fallen asleep on Russel's imported leather sofa. The television was off, though I distinctly remembered dozing to some mindless reality show. My heart hammered against my ribs as I looked down at myself. My bathrobe was half-open, and an empty bowl of melted ice cream sat on the floor beside me. Did he see me like this? "Oh my God," I whispered, mortification washing over me. "How long has he been back?" "He arrived approximately forty minutes ago," Aldo replied, his face betraying nothing. "He instructed me to inform you that you have fifteen minutes to prepare yourself. You are to wait for him in the playroom." My throat went dry. "The playroom?" Aldo nodded once. "Fiftee

Chapter 20-Broke My Rules

Chapter 20 ALLESIA ༒༺❦༻༒ He was punishing me. With his tongue. His lips moved roughly on mine, so rough that I had to fight to even breathe. His tongue delved further into my mouth, probing me to open up for him, wanting to taste every part of it. He paused for a brief moment, stared at me, and hissed, contempt flashing in his eyes. "You are such a terrible kisser." Was it possible to blush until there was no color left in your cheeks? I was hanging there, half-naked in front of him, my hands and legs tied while he had access to every part of my body. And yet he was still trying to unnerve me further by making such sly remarks. At this point, I was already considering telling him to go easy on me because this would be my first time, but I'd read in some novels that men like him do not like being with inexperienced virgins like me. So part of my reason for not telling him was because I didn't want him to change his mind and throw me out of his house. Worst case scenario, he mig

1 2 3 4 5 6

...

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP