All Chapters of The Mafia's Dark Obsession: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When the car pulled to a stop outside the casino, Isabella was close to changing her mind. The fear of Antonio's rejection terrified her, making her wonder if coming back was worth it. She had seen him angry, and it wasn't a pretty sight. Yet she trudged on. She couldn't turn back now, not when she was here already. She stole a glance at the glowing dashboard of the car and checked the time. 08:51PM.Mario turned and looked at her. "Are you sure about this?" He asked. Isabella couldn't help but notice how kind he was. Beneath all that fierce and rugged exterior, he really knew how to show concern. "I'm not sure." She answered truthfully. "But I have to.""Why don't you wait in the car." He suggested. "I'll let the Don know you're here.""No!" She said sharply, then lowered her voice and continued. "No, please don't. Just take me to him." She was worried that Antonio would ask him to send her away. She got down from the car, shivering slightly from the cold. Her hoodie and jeans h

"Why did you come back, Isabella?" Isabella lowered her hand and looked up at him. It was time to begin the execution of her plans. "Don't you want me back?" She asked. "Don't." Antonio shook his head. "I ask the questions, and you answer. Now tell me why you're back. The last thing I remember was you calling me a murderer...""I'm sorry." Isabella cut in softly. She lifted her hands helplessly and looked at him. "I'm sorry for everything. I overreacted and I let my emotions get the better of me.""Bullshit." Antonio snapped. "I'd be damned if I believe a word from that mouth of yours.""I'm telling you the truth." She protested. "No. You're telling me what I want to hear." Antonio retorted. He leaned closer a bit, his stormy eyes burning into hers. "Tell me why you're really here, Isabella. I know it's not because you suddenly had a change of heart. You're too stubborn.""Why is it so hard to believe?" Isabella shot back. "I thought this was what you wanted. My submission. Here I

"Welcome to the dark side of my world, Isabella." Antonio rasped. "This is my play room."The word 'playroom' echoed repeatedly in Isabella's ears as she stared at him. She found herself unable to break eye contact. It was as if he held her spell bound.He walked towards her slowly, like a stalker would stalk his prey. When he stood before her, he gently held her shoulders and turned her around. Then his hands lowered to her waist and pressed her against his body. "When I said you had no idea what you're getting yourself into, this was part of what I meant." He murmured in her ear, his breath making her shudder. "I can feel your heart racing. I can feel the waves of fear coming off of you. I know you're scared, so don't you dare lie to me.""Maybe I'm scared." She whispered. "But it doesn't mean I'll leave." She felt his hardness twitch against her bum and she unconsciously rubbed against it. "Such boldness." He chucked, sniffing the side of her neck. "Very well, then. Go on, take a

Isabella stood before the door leading to the secret room. Antonio's words echoed in her ears, 'I don't make love... I fuck... hard.' Her core clench in readiness as she imagined all the wicked things he would do to her. She felt him behind her and she wondered what was taking long. "One more thing, amore." He whispered in her ear, his warm breath making her shudder. "No questions while we're in there. And no talking unless I say so."He moved away for a moment, then came back behind her. She felt his bare chest press against her back as he leaned over and pushed the button. He was shirtless, and she itched to turn around and gaze at him. The familiar rattle of chains sounded and the hidden door opened, revealing the dim passage she went through moments ago. Antonio placed his hands on her waist and moved her inside. The door shut, trapping them inside the cozy dimness. "Keep walking." He ordered. Isabella forced her wobbly legs forward, her heart slamming wildly in anticipation

Isabella woke up the next morning, alone. She opened her eyes and jerked upright in surprise. She was back in Antonio's bedroom. The last thing she remembered was falling asleep, sprawled across the couch in the pleasure room. She stretched and yawned, running her fingers through her tousled hair. A quick glance at the clock beside the bed told her it was almost noon. How long had she slept? She pushed the covers away and got off the bed. When she saw her reflection in the mirror, she paused, staring at the black shirt she had on. This wasn't what she wore the previous night. Antonio must have changed the shirt when he brought her back to the room. Her thighs were sore, and so was her feminine part. She winced, looking down at her inner thighs. Dried blood was smeared all over her skin. So last night was real, she thought to herself. Her innocence had been taken by the hottest man she had ever laid eyes on. She blushed deeply and covered her face, somewhat embarrassed when she r