Proserpina Delano turned to look at her husband, the Mafia Don, as their cavalcade drew away from the imposing Shangri-La. She had a deep loathing of the place, the spot where she had been drugged, nearly raped and beaten up by her husband, too.Lucien Delano, who knew her revulsion, squeezed her small hand as he pulled her closer in the back seat of the limo, as it drove smoothly, cutting through the night soundlessly.“What is it, c*nt?” he growled hoarsely, for his c*ck was already erect, his eyes fastened on her mouth, that plump mouth which made him want to devour her. As she shifted, his eyes travelled to her full, luscious breasts, knowing that before they reached, he would be leaving his red marks on the plump mounds.She pushed his hand away as it moved to her thigh.“Was it wise, Lucien? “she murmured, and he snapped to attention.“What?” he barked.She sighed and kissed his jaw, soothing him instantly, a trail of soft kisses that culminated in his grabbing her jaw, holding
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