All Chapters of The Forbidden Princess and her Mafia Men: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Pausing, I continue to stare. The front door wide fucking open. Completely wide open!Feeling my anger begin to rise further, I growl. She better not have tried escaping again. Marco's face reflecting my own, shocked by what we were seeing.Reaching into our pockets, do we both move to grab our whistles. Bringing them to our lips as we move to blow them. Storming towards the door, I move to look around the outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of our beautiful headache that was Isabella. Hearing footsteps from behind me I continue to scan the area out in front of me, becoming increasingly angry when I'm unable to see her anywhere outside.Impossible. Completely impossible. I know we weren’t that far behind her. There’s absolutely no way even if God gave her wings could she have made it in time to escape us. So where the fuck was she?Lucus still saturated in red glitter as he comes barreling out through the door, his face filled with rage. “What the fuck Alex?”Glancing to him bitterly

“Ready for your punishment?” asks Lucus, almost like it was a normal, everyday occurrence. Almost like a date night, except with punishments and not dinner and a movie.Swallowing the invisible knot that was lodged inside my throat, my eyes continue to focus on the man who now stood before me. My life completely at his mercy.Motioning for me to come with a finger, I reluctantly move from the bed. Making the short walk over to him. Biting the inner corners of my cheek I knew I had taken things a tad bit too far, but my inner child was crying, wanting to seek revenge for all the discomfort they had caused me.“Sygnomi (Sorry). I know I went too far and for that I apologize” I say, coming to a stop in front of him. My vision clouded with tears as they threatened to fall. Our shoes now touching, as I continue to stare at the ground. Fear rising from the depths of my stomach as I could not muster up the courage to look at him. Slow but suddenly do rough hands move to grip my chin as I fig

It's been a couple of days since Isabella pulled her little glitter bomb stunt. And while it was quite ingenious of her, we still had to punish her because it wasn’t just me she pranked but some of our men so that left us no choice but to deal one that was harsher. Luckily though, she isn’t one of my men otherwise she would have been dead. For not only did she ruin suits with all the glitter but also my office. It took housekeeping over 2 hours just to get all the glitter out especially from within the carpet and anywhere else it had landed.Since then, Isabella hasn’t said much. Yet while we continue to remove her chain every day she chooses to stay confined to her room. Keeping tabs with hidden cameras we have scattered throughout her room, we always see her either cuddled up on the sofa or bed, mostly crying at times. We know it’s been rough for her. But if she would just submit to us, things would be a lot easier for her and everyone involved.And though I’ve been keeping tabs on

“And what did you have in mind exactly?” Lucus moves to ask me. Mirroring his smile I move my focus over to him. Can’t believe I’m actually thinking about helping these Maledetti Bastardis (Fucking Bastards). But when I heard about their shipment plans something just seemed, well, off.As I sat here listening to them plan, I began to get this terrible, horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and even though their fucking bat shit crazy, I still didn’t want people getting hurt. No matter how terrible they were to me. It’s just wasn't who I was.So when Tony talked about the mole situation, I began to get this crazy idea and didn’t realize I had spoken the words ‘I have a suggestion’ out loud. Now I suddenly had the attention of four fucking doms now surrounding me as they waited for me to speak. Fuck me. Yet while they terrified me to a point, I still wanted to be brave enough to help.“Well… What if you play a game? Like a scavenger hunt? Now before you turn it down, just hear me o

“Come again? What do you mean you failed?” I scream to one of my men. The man in question now on his knees, while shaking. A semi-automatic grasped tightly within my hand as it rested against his forehead, my finger itching to pull the trigger.“S-Sorry Boss. But we followed the orders to a Tee. I was only texted about a delay but otherwise we followed and waited for the signal. But it never came. They just pulled away and we were left behind” sniffling, his eyes begin to fill with water, but my men knew fucking better. They know I’ll shoot each and every one of them for fucking crying. The pussy’s.Feeling my rage building, I quickly yank my gun away. Knowing I’m quick to anger, this was supposed to go smoothly, this was supposed to be a huge hit to Lucus and his band of misfits.With my rage to the max I yell. “OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I PUT BULLETS IN YOUR FACE” I command. The guy who was in front of me now scrambling to leave, the door shutting behind him as he did. Seeing a g