Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 76

Lucky His startling blue eyes gaze down at me, I can see the darkening as desire begins to flood him. My own breath is catching in my throat and my heart is racing. Being this close to Nico always does something to me and it still surprises me that not that long ago, I would have felt like clawing his eyes out.“We should go down for dinner, mother has everything ready,” he says as he presses his hips further into me, allowing me to feel the rigidity of his large cock in his pants.“But this would be so much more fun,” I say as I remove my hands from his chest and slide them down to the belt on his pant. He groans, it’s low like a growl almost.“Woman, what are you doing to me?” His hand pushes the base of my back into him, and longing fills my body and core. My panties are wet, and my clit is aching for his tongue to slide along it. Slowly, I move my fingers to his cock feeling it hard under my touch through the fabric of his pants. Rubbing it, he groans again, “let me do this for yo

LuckyAs Nico leaves and follows behind me, he grabs my elbow. His grip tight, “what are you doing? Let go of me!” My voice dangerously low. I will not be pushed around by him or anyone. How dare he tell me to stay put like some old-fashioned Hausfrau? Not happening. This is my life too.“I am warning you, Lucky. You will not be coming back to New York with me. It is dirty, bloody business. It will churn your guts and make you have bad dreams for the rest of your life.” His voice is low, warning.“I don’t give a fuck how bad it is, I want to see him. He deserves what he has coming in any case. He tried to kill me, Nico. Am I supposed to just let that happen and leave everything up to you?”“You are a woman, Lucky, remember that and my arranged bride. That is it.” What the hell did he just say to me?“That’s sexist and don’t ever refer to me as being just a woman, you have a trained killer on your team with a cunt between her legs. What is so different between me and her?” My eyes are

Lucky – a few hours earlier I have no reason to doubt that Nico is still in New York. I on the other hand have managed to get out. Nobody battered an eye lid when I got dressed into my black faux leather pants, black knee high boots and my favorite Chanel black jumper. Too much black? Maybe but you know I am the fiancée of a mafia Don, and it is appropriate.The guards tried to argue with me that I shouldn’t leave the property. That they had strict instructions for not letting me off the grounds, however, I did remind them that it is not long until I am the Queen and not just the Mafia’s Arranged Princess Bride. There wasn’t a whole lot they could say to that. There was a lot of mumbling, and my mother was almost in hysterics.My father gave me that look, the one he has often given me as I grew up when I was about to do something I knew I should not have been doing. As for Nico’s parents, they tried to convince me how disobedient I was being to Nico by dismissing everything he had to