All Chapters of The Mafia's Willing Prey: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DISCLAIMER- This chapter content is of a high sexual nature,please proceed with caution. ••**•• TWELVE She was twenty-one. He was thirty-five.He had never needed to prove anything to anyone,not until now. If Isabelle wanted proof to show that you could desire someone you hated,he would do it. He looked towards his men and Mikhail,their heads were bent completely. They knew that if anyone dared to raise their head up,it’ll be the last time they saw anything. Instead,he let them listen. Looking at Isabelle,he could see the daring fire in her eyes.An urge to go ahead yet her eyes potrayed confusion on whether she would stop him. He followed her heavy breaths that blended with the rise and fall of her breasts. Blinding light flashed in his eyes,and a surge of adrenaline forced him to go forward. He knew he shouldn't because she was the enemy’s daughter. But he needed to prove that he could fuck her anytime he wanted and she wouldn't do a thing about it. He could use her for his

FOURTEENThe kiss was slow at first. It seemed like Luciano was taking his time to adapt to the situation. Perhaps,no woman had taken him by surprise.He didn’t know Alessandro stood—watching.Within a minute,he pushed her even closer to him,his hands hungrily searching for her ass…resting them.It wasn't a bad kiss. It felt aggressive,he knew what he was doing but she couldn't feel anything. The butterflies and sparks she felt with Alessandro ghosted her.“Isabelle what are you doing? You're not a slut!” her mental voice screamed out.Right now,she couldn't say why she was doing it in the first place. If confusion had been a person,it would be her right now.She only knew that she wanted to prove something but she didn't know what. She closed her eyes tightly,hoping she would get into it more.Yet,she felt nothing but disgust being this close to Luciano.She opened her eyes…Luciano's were still closed. Shouldn't she enjoy this? She did start it anyway. Feeling highly uncomfortable,she

SIXTEEN“I don't fucking care if you're blood. Touch her again and I'll kill you,”Alessandro thundered, a loud bang on the desk following soon after.Luciano was mute. He knew the consequences of going back and forth with his cousin. It'll eventually end up in bloodshed, the one of which he wasn't sure who it would belong to.Alessandro didn't give him a chance to speak either, he walked right past him banging the door close in anger.He made her cry and he enjoyed it. His plan was coming together and his heart relished in the satisfaction. He had trapped her into thinking she could prove that she felt nothing towards him. Initially,he had just wanted to figure out her sexual weakness and use it to his advantage and he had.But why did the proof seem so sweet?Why did he feel so angry with himself for letting her go? Why did his body feel like it belonged,the moment he had her wrapped around him? His cock was the greatest betrayer of all.It still throbbed greatly although she wasn'

EIGHTEEN Isabelle looked down in disgust as he examined every inch of her in chains. She wasn't sure yet what he planned to do with her. “Alessandro let me go! Why have you chained me up?” she questioned but he ignored her. He was usually always talking to her so why hasn't he said a thing? She blinked back the tears that threatened to fall,her wrists were beginning to hurt a bit. Looking at Alessandro,it was clear he didn't care. She decided to keep mute and watch what happened next. He moved towards the door and unlocked it,signaling to someone outside to come. Lilah came into view,as usual giving him her seductive looks. She didn't hide it…she wanted him. He said something to her that Isabelle couldn't hear,she nodded making sure to bounce her ass right after her. Alessandro stepped into the room fully. He began loosening the buttons at the top of his shirt. Isabelle trembled…a bit of fear enveloped her. She watched quietly. He said nothing to her but only flashed

TWENTY Luciano? Alessandro? Luciano? Alessandro? Her mind flipped back and forth between the two men and she knew at this point that she was slowly losing her mind to confusion. When she had kissed Luciano,she felt nothing—nothing compared to what she had felt with Alessandro. And now with confused emotions swelling up within her,she wasn't sure if she didn't enjoy it because she had not put her mind to it. “Nice try,Isabelle…nice excuse,” her mental voice mocked. Yet again,she ignored the voice. The gaze was too intense that she hadn't noticed when Marco left the room. She took her eyes off his and straight to the wedding dress. This felt all too wrong. “Are you planning on chaining me up again?” Isabelle asked,her voice a bit shaky. His eyes still fixed on her. “Only if you don't behave. Then you'll be chained up like a dog,” Luciano answered,as he lifted his hand and directed it towards her face,taking a strand of hair that had fallen right across her face to wh