All Chapters of The Forbidden Princess and her Mafia Men: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Good morning Agapi (Love). I trust you slept well,” he whispered, before moving to speak louder for those to hear. “Come Principessa (Princess). You must be famished.” Then just like that, Lucus moves to grab my hand before ushering me over to the table, escorting me to the now empty seat between Alex and Tony. Fantastic!Moving to stand, Tony and Alex along with the rest of their men all move to stand as we slowly approach. Lucus quick in pulling out my chair, before helping me to sit like the gentleman that he was before helping me to adjust the chair. Once seated do the rest follow. Looking towards Grant, I notice he takes the other seat, the one directly adjacent from Lucus as Lucus moves to retake his position.“You look wonderful Agapi mou (My Love)” whispers Tony to me sweetly. The sweet endearment making me blush as my cheeks basically turn red. Shyly, I say a thank you and offer a smile, remembering my manners. Yep, totally not weird at all.A few minutes later, Lucus moves

When approaching the office that we normally used for things like this, does Enzo move to tell us exactly what was going on. Lucus having been told along the way. Apparently one of our warehouses in Italy had been raided by some unknown gang. And upon further inspection had apparently made off with millions if not trillions of dollars’ worth of guns and drugs all while killing three of our men before setting the building a blaze.Frowning it would apparently seem that we had rats within our mists. Meaning we had a security breach somewhere. Which also meant Isabella needed protection more than ever and that meant not leaving our side during the process.Turning, I move to look for our cute little Principessa (Princess) wanting to hold her, my emotions running wild. Only to notice that she’s not with us. Where could she be? Looking around Lucus’s office, I fail to see her. Looking too Tony I see he’s already sitting at his desk, laptop in hand, no doubt looking through the footage.Ave

“SUKA (Bitch)” he yells, not caring as I'm up and running once again, jumping over his body as I make a beeline for the cars. Lucus and Grants' shocked but amused faces coming into view as four of their men try to come closer to me, attempting to catch me.When nearing the vehicles, do I quickly start running again, faster. Rushing to the right I move to spin before dashing to the left. Lucus barely touching my arm as his fingers brush against my skin, unable to grab a hold of me. But while attempting to dodge Lucus, I fail to stop when a pair of strong arms suddenly come around my body, locking my arms to my side as something stiff pokes against my ass. Growling I try to head butt my captor only to meet that of a firm chest. Ow! Glaring I move to swing my right foot back only to hit air as I miss. The family jewels. Attempting it yet again, I move to swing my foot once more only to hit my captive right in the thigh, the kick enough to loosen the arms that were currently around me as

A few hours later…SMACK!“Holy Fuck! 93. T-Thank you Kyrios (Master)”.“Language Bambina (Baby)” scolds Lucus.SMACK!“94. Thank you Kyrios (Master).” Fuck, did he hit harder than the last one?SMACK!“95. Thank you Kyrios (Master)."SMACK!“OW! 96. Thank y-you Kyrios (Master).” With my mouth dry and my head fuzzy. I find it increasingly difficult to whimper out my responses.SMACK! SMACK!“9-97. 98. T-Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I whimper.SMACK!“99. Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I squeak.SMACK!“AHH! 100! Th-Thank you Kyrios (Master)” I whisper, just barely my voice now completely raw from all the counting I had to do.I’m also pretty sure Alex made that last one hurt more. But I also deserved that for tripping him like I did outside. Assholes. None of them even tried to hold back. And clearly Mercy wasn’t part of their vocabulary either.“Good job Neonata (Baby Girl). We’re so proud of you” coos Tony in my ear as he moves to remove the blindfold, kissing my forehead as he did. My ha

Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound of fingers drumming softly against an empty table. Crystal glasses each filled with scotch over ice. Each person taking a generous sip from each glass. Allowing the rich amber liquid to burn down my throat slowly, quenching my thirst and igniting a small buzz. My eyes fixed on the other three people within the room.Suddenly, a knock can be heard. Diverting my attention.“Enter” I bark, only for my second in command, Ashton to walk in followed by Hayden who walks in holding a dark blue folder. Ashton on the shorter side of things, standing around 5 '9, round blue eyes and ash blonde hair, his body built like a tank. Hayden coming in at 5 '10 with hazel brown eyes, brown hair and totally fit. Both sporting muscles that burst at the seams of their designer suits. Reaching out a hand, I move to snap my fingers, already bored from waiting.“Here you go boss. The latest shipments, prime and ready for transport” he says, taking the folder from Hayden, his accent a l