All Chapters of Groomed By The Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Prologue“Look, Topolina, watch how well you take my c*ck,” Leonardo had said, holding up her head to face the mirror as he rammed into her from behind. Alessia had watched in a mixture of horror and lust as his huge member slipped into her warm hole. She saw how needy her expressions were, how she looked beneath him—begging for his c*ck, how her eyes rolled back, and how her lips quivered in pleasure.“Shhh,” Alessia patted her cheeks, trying to bring herself back to the present.Gosh, she was a mess. Her cheeks heated in embarrassment as she took in her state. Her hair was in full volume, curls sticking out in every direction. Her neck was covered in bite marks and hickeys. She further pulled down the blanket.“Aaaah!”Alessia’s eyes widened, and a soft gasp of disbelief escaped her lips. Her entire body had been turned into Leonardo’s canvas. He had left his mark on almost every inch of her flesh. She looked ravaged.Here she was, alone in bed, reminiscing about their moments. Aless

"Thud."Alessia landed gracefully yet again, her feet hitting the bedroom floor with practised ease. It was past 2 in the morning, and the house was silent—no sign of Marcello."That's for the best," she muttered to herself. "No one to nag me."But her relief was short-lived."You're later than usual, rat," came the unmistakably smug voice of Marcello, cutting through the quiet.Alessia groaned. "Ugh." She’d spoken too soon.She hated it when he used that condescending, parental tone. Alessia knew her parents adored her, but they treated her like fragile glass. To them, she was a delicate princess to be coddled, protected, and kept far away from danger.Her life had never been normal. While other kids went to school, she was homeschooled. And while they played freely, Alessia had bodyguards hovering nearby—even at the playground.The reason was clear enough. Her father, Antonio Rossini, was the Consigliere to the Monaro famiglia, the most powerful and ruthless Mafia in all of Italy. O

Later in the night, Alessia found herself in Guvano’s private office, going over the club’s accounts. She was impressed by the figures.“This guy’s a natural moneymaker, despite his playboy ways,” she thought.“Is the account to your liking, Principessa? Your loyal servant has done well, hasn’t he?” Guvano asked, bowing theatrically.Alessia chuckled, the sound soft yet sharp. “Yes, I’m pleased. Now serve your princess with the finest the club has to offer,” she joked.…………Meanwhile, on the dance floor, Sophia was in her element. Her shiny brunette locks whipped through the air as she moved wildly to the music, her inhibitions drowned in liquor. Alessia watched from a distance, shaking her head in mild exasperation.“She’s going to do something reckless,” she muttered just as Sophia began to dry-hump a random man on the floor.“Excuse me, that’s my friend,” Alessia said sharply, pulling Sophia away.Sophia pouted, her eyes wide and pleading like a puppy’s. “You never let me have any

Grnnnnnn! Grnnnnnn! Alessia sprang up at the sound of the alarm. "No, no, no! You can't be serious, Alessia. What the heck?" She lightly slapped her flushed cheeks as she reminisced about yesterday's events. "Stupid jerk, who told him to be this attractive?" Alessia mumbled as she flipped the covers off her. As she glanced around the familiar room, it clicked: "Wait a minute, how the f*ck did I get home?" Alessia held her head in panic, trying to recall what happened after she left the club. "That scoundrel!" Alessia fumed, suddenly realizing she had gotten into his car and probably dozed off. "How did he know about my house, that stalker..." She dashed out to find out how the stalker passed her father's guards. "Aren't you a ray of sunshine this morning?" The voice startled Alessia, causing her to pause in her step. "I'm not in the mood for games, Marcello," Alessia said in a frustrated tone. Noticing that Marcello wanted to say something else, she continued, "Please su

Salvador was immediately taken aback and his hand froze in the air. He quickly recovered and barked orders telling the men to drop all weapons.Knock Knock Her white knuckles tapped lightly on his window. He could see the smug smile on her red juicy lips. “Roll down the Windows” “Yes Boss” came the reply and the windows were rolled down. “Hi Mr Fiance, I'm sorry I scratched your car a little, don't be mad okay?” Alessia was taunting him. He saw the defiance in her eyes and Cazzo!, he was turned on by her sheer fearlessness and audacity.“Now Now Mi Cara, my men would have put a bullet through your little skull for tailing me, so what do you think should be your punishment for this act?” Leonardo replied with a threatening tone, then tilted his head to the direction of a carefully hidden sniper.Alessia gasped. She had been so stupid. In her impulsiveness, she forgot that this man was not just her fiancé, but the Mafia Boss of this city. Leonardo saw the change in expression on her