All Chapters of From innocence to mafia tie: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LAIS'S POV** After the reception, we returned to the manor, only to be separated once more. The memory of our fleeting moment by the fountain lingered in my mind. In those private moments, Marco had shown a kindness that made my heart flutter. I dared to hope that my dreams of us becoming a real couple would soon come true. A woman who had helped dress me for the wedding escorted me to my room. With deft hands, she removed my voluminous gown and replaced it with a delicate white nightgown that left little to the imagination, barely concealing my matching lingerie and garter belt. I felt exposed and embarrassed, despite having heard whispers of the intimacies and duties that marriage entails. Yet, beneath the embarrassment lay a thrill at the thought of being alone with Marco again. I imagined it would be like our first kiss-only deeper, more intense. A knock at the door startled me, and I spun around, my palms slick with cold sweat. I rubbed them together, hoping it was Marco. "Com

He climbed on top of me and gave me a few quick kisses until his breathing returned to normal and he fell onto his side. "Does it still hurt?" He took my hand and brought it to his face, kissing the back of it. "It's throbbing a little." "It'll stop hurting in time." On time? I was glad to see Marco intended to do this more often. "I'm sure it will." I shifted on the bed and rested my head on his shoulder. He didn't reject me; on the contrary, he caressed my face affectionately. "Marco?" "Yes." I swallowed hard, regretting bringing it up. However, if it weren't now, I might never bring it up. "I want to learn how to defend myself." "Defend you?" He turned his face to better face me and frowned, no doubt surprised by my unusual request.I nodded. "You're the Don's wife, you have an army to protect you." "Even so, they could still fail. I never want to feel as helpless as I did earlier today again." "I don't want you to have to get your hands dirty, Lais. I'd rather get mine

I left the house followed by Mateo, my younger brother, and we got into a discreet sedan, accompanied by three of our soldiers. Others accompanied us in a van and two other cars. They usually waited nearby, without revealing themselves, but I knew that the situation could always become uncontrollable, especially when I had to collect the product. Since I was born, I had been prepared for this moment, but that didn't mean it wouldn't be a daily challenge. The police themselves were one of our minor problems. I quickly realized that I had to be an excellent resource manager; I needed to control people, resolve crises, and manage the egos of local politicians and clerics from the Vatican. I also realized they all had a price, some more expensive than others, but they could all be corrupted with the right incentives. As a leader, I always had to keep control of things.LAÏS'S POINT OF VIEW"Madame." One of the maids knocked on the door while I was still wrapped in the sheets and partiall

My mother-in-law stayed by my side while I ate, and then we went to the library so she could show me the books, especially for children, that she had bought for the community where she grew up.  Rosimeire was very well adapted to this world, and I hoped to reach the same place. I would be stable, as the wife of the Don should be, and I would make Marco proud to have me by his side."How many books do you have here?" I looked around, standing on my tiptoes as I turned on the carpeted floor of the library."Thousands." My mother-in-law sighed, leaning on the armrest of the sofa.  "It was my greatest whim over the years. I have invaluable pieces of history from around the world."  "That sounds very spectacular." I walked over to one of the bookshelves and ran my fingers along the spines of the books on a large wooden shelf."It is.""Rosie?" I sat down next to her with a bit of discomfort in my stomach.

"That's good," she admitted softly.I smiled as I began to move inside her canal. My thrusts were slow and persistent, letting her get used to my in-and-out movements, but I deliciously enjoyed the pressure her canal was exerting on my member.I moved my hand from her waist and cupped her breast, pressing and squeezing the nipple with my thumb. I tasted the honey on her lips again, and the rhythm of my thrusts inside her gradually increased."Oh! Marco..." Lais moaned in my ear, and my finger flicked even harder against her clitoris. The increasingly intense contractions of her vagina on my cock showed me that she was feeling pleasure too. I preferred it that way. I didn't want to enjoy the act on my own, because if it was something we both felt, the chances of us doing it more often would be greater.I turned off the shower and picked her up, still wet, and went into the bedroom. I was out of it for a few moments, but our bodies' protests subsided as I sat on the be