บททั้งหมดของ THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Enzo The musty smell of rusted iron invaded my nostrils as I step into our holding shed located at the outskirts of New York. Silvester Jones was finally awake after being knocked out for almost twenty four hours. Donatello had gone before me to start the interrogation while I was in a meeting with investors for my company. “Don.” Donatello greeted as I walked into the room where Silvester was chained to a chair. He was already given water for hydration but he still refused to say anything about Rossi’s whereabouts. He groans and rattles the chains on his wrists. “Are you the one behind this kidnapping!?” He yells. I take my seat across from him, resting my elbow on my knees and stare directly into his eyes. “If you don’t corporate, you die.” His face turns red from anger. “You’re fucking with the wrong person!” Donatello laughs crazily beside me and slaps him hard across the face, shocking him. “What the fuck!” I raise my hand, stopping him from another slap

Yanna The sight of Silvester’s deceased body on our front pavement still haunts my thoughts for these past few days. The words that were carved on his deceased body was written in Italian so I couldn’t read but Enzo interpreted it to me and it read, ‘always watching’. I let out a frustrated sigh as I was once again, pinned down by Sunny during our spar. “How are you so strong?” I eye her smaller frame. She laughs and helps me up. “Practice makes perfect and I have experience.” We get in position again, her eyes laser focuses on my form, without wasting time, she leaps forward and attacks. We continue to spar for the next hour before I called it a quits with how much my ass has been slammed down. “Are we really going into a war with Rossi?” I ask. She wipes the sweat from her brows and nods. “that’s the plan, I mean they’ve killed one of ours already.” My brows scrunch. “Silvester?” “No Gregory, we had sent him to keep tabs on Rossi but looks like they found o

Yanna My face felt hot as an image of the both of us in the shower flashes into my mind. He cuts of my thoughts by kissing me deeply and lifting me up by the waist causing me to wrap my legs around his waist for support. We make out messily as he carries me to our bedroom, kicking the door open. He sucks on my tongue slightly with a groan, the action turning me on some more causing me to moan. I kick my shoes and begin to get undressed while he undresses quickly and helps me get out of my underwear. My eyes zones down to his hard cock which stood at attention, he glares down at me as I kneel to put him in my mouth, not wasting time to start bobbing my head. He groans and shivers slightly in pleasure, using my hair as leverage to fuck my mouth harshly. Spit dribbles down my chin as I make a mess sucking him off causing wet sounds of our action to fill the room. I pull away to catch my breath but he suddenly lifts me up and carries me into the bathroom, grabbing my ass

Yanna Sudden excitement filled my bloodstream as I step out of the plane once we had landed in Italy. My eyes catch the figure of Emilia running up to me and I smile and run to her , meeting her with a tight hug. “Yanna, I missed you so much!” She squeals. I let go of her. “You’re glowing….” She scoffs and turns to Sunny who was right behind me. Sunny greets her curtly with a handshake but she swats her hand away and pulls her into a tight hug causing me to laugh at Sunny’s shocked expression. Emilia sighs. “Come on let’s go.” We drive to Emilia’s manor located at the coast side, It was huge and beautiful with vines crawling on the walls of the gate, there was a fountain in the middle of the compound. “Wow, you have a beautiful home.” I say in awe as we step into the living room. It had this rustic, cozy look to it that just made me automatically comfortable. Baby Luca squeals and waddles over to Emilia’s leg. He had grown much more than the last time I sa

Enzo I let out a groan of frustration as I stare down at my already hard member, standing erect from just the mere thought of Yanna in a suggestive manner. The endless cravings I have to be with her itches beneath my skin. This wasn’t the first time or second time this has happened. My hand reaches down and circles around my cock, I moan lowly as lewd shots of Yanna flashes into my head while furiously jerking off. My mind drifts off to her thighs, the way her brows scrunch when I hit her spot, the short gasps and moans she releases when I play with her wet cunt. Her wet pouty lips that looked like they were begging to be fucked. Damn…. It didn’t take long for my cum to spurt out and taint the shower walls. Panting down my breath, I rinse down and get out of the shower feeling sexually frustrated but not only that, I miss the faint scent of her that lingers whenever she was done showering. Shamefully enough, I had contemplated countless times if I could just leave everythi