All Chapters of His Mafia Princess : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

So this was the trickery women used to get Scott into bed. Despite what Scott thought, I didn't think they were lying when they said I love you to him. Sure most said it way too early, but falling in love with him really was that effortless. He was so fucking hot it was almost painful looking at him. He was audacious and confident. The kind of guy you have a whirlwind romance with. He made you laugh and paid attention to you. He made you feel alive and like you were the only girl in the room. Any other guy and I would have thought he was a dick for taking these women to bed knowing he didn't feel the same, but not Scott. What did it take for him to go through with it every time just in case he actually wanted her? Oh baby, how desperately did you want to believe the words and say it back? How long were you waiting to connect? Once we did finally happen, becoming his was so easy, despite all the speed bumps. When he held out his hand to me and invited me

When I slapped Scott's hand away from my thighs as we sat in the pew thirty minutes before the wedding, he pulled away instantly. Of course it was what I wanted. For fuck's sake, we were in a church and it was Kenny's wedding day. After two months of not saying no to him touching me though, it felt wrong. "It's Kenny's wedding day. You saw him when we woke up this morning. He's nervous as fuck. We should—" I started rattling on."It's okay, princess. I'll be good for you," he said, kissing my cheek sweetly before he lowered his lips to my ear. "Just so you know though, I will fuck you in a church. I promise."I turned to him slowly. Passionate, calm eyes stared back at me as I swallowed. "Hey best man, your brother is freaking out. He has cold feet," Alex yelled, stomping his way down the aisle until he reached us."What's wrong?" I asked, welcoming the distraction that was Alex. "His fiancee became a born again virgin the sec

Six weeks later…"What do you think? Is this what you had in mind?" my mom asked me, showing me a preliminary sketch for Stacy's engagement ring. My mom and Willow only just made it to New York to see us since we got back from being on the run. They were staying with Kenny and Marlene, as they had far more room than us. Keeping things from them was hard, but it was for their own safety. This was something I was more than ready to share with my artistic mom though. I was having Stacy's engagement ring custom made for her. After I finally got a gallery owner to take a shine to the photos I took of Europe's vibrant sights, I was having my first show tomorrow night. Fingers crossed I sold enough photos to afford this elaborate piece I had in my head."Will two weeks be enough time to have it made? What if she hates it? Should I just buy a ring? You can stop me anytime here guys," I said nervously, passing my mom's sketch pad to Willow. "It's still missing something. Not quite her style

That was the extent of my restraint. That's not what she wanted from me anyway. She wanted to feel like the sexy minx she was. So I buried my dick into her ass repeatedly and fucked her until she was whimpering. Moaning. Screaming. I punished her beautiful ass until she was thrashing beneath me again. The moment I exploded into her, she burst into tears. I eased out of her gently and took her into my arms. "My shrink says we're codependent and that I need to find other ways to let off steam or it's going to end up hurting our relationship," she said through sniffles. Despite what I was about to say, her shrink was at least half right. We were probably too close. Often in our own little world. I just didn't give a fuck. Stacy could never need me nearly as much as I needed her. I was in love with attaching myself to her in any way that I could. Fuck anyone who said that was wrong."Is that why you think it's a good idea not to tell me what you wa

"Still not a denial," I said with a grin, watching her ass as she walked away. "Maybe you should get the door," I called after her, staring down at my still hard dick. "Shit," I said, bending down to pick up my pants and carefully tuck my dick back into my boxers. I willed my boner to go down as I walked to the door, trying not to think of her pussy. Her ass. Her everything. Only when I opened the front door and saw who was at our doorstep did my dick start to soften. "What the fuck are you doing here? Did you follow me here? Doesn't matter. Go away," I said grumpily, because this shit wasn't happening, not tonight. "Where is she?" Kenny asked, forcing his way past me. "Where's your mistress, Scott?" he asked accusingly. Once he was in the door, the rest followed automatically, like they owned the place. "Are you fucking insane? We talked about this. There is no mistress. Go home and leave us the fuck alone," I yelled, unable to cont