All Chapters of In Bed with the Mafia King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Time Off

When I walked out of the conference room, I was aware that all eyes were on me. After all, our boss had been kicked out of the conference room so Nero could have his way with me.My ass stung, and I wasn’t sure I would be able to sit down.I hated Nero. I would make sure he didn’t have an easy time dealing with me.“What did you and DeLuca talk about?” Whitney asked, and all eyes were on me. “Is he your boyfriend? He is very private. No one knows anything about his private life, and if you’re with him, I wouldn’t be surprised.”The contract clearly stated I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone that he and I were sleeping together. Yet, he had put me in a position where I was going to have to explain myself to others about where he and I stood.Not to mention that I was standing awkwardly near my desk, afraid to sit down, my panties were wet, and I was uncomfortable, and my lips were swollen from making out with a man I had sworn wouldn’t easily have his way with me.“He and I are not dating

Settling In

The townhouse was amazing, and I was speechless. Nero asked me to settle in and meet him in the dining room.After he left, I opened the closet and was about to put my clothes there when I noticed all the designer clothing arranged there.The closet was packed with clothes of all brands, including Prada, Chanel, Versace, Gucci, Vivienne Westwood, Oscar de la Renta gowns, and many other brands that I had never even worn before.There were Hermes bags, Gucci, Coach, Loewe, Saint Laurent, Celine, Chanel, Burberry, Chloé, Mulberry, and more. I couldn’t help but touch all of them to make sure they were real.The first thought that came to my mind was that someone else had left all those items there, but that couldn’t be the case since most of them still had tags, and all of them looked new. Not to mention that the clothes were all my size.There was a jewelry collection that had my jaw on the floor. It had Cartier watches, Bvlgari, Boucheron, Graff, Tiffany& Co., David Yurman, Van Cleef, a

Open Your Legs

“Let’s get one thing straight. If you let me, I will erase every single man that you have ever been with. I’ll give you pleasure so good that I will have you begging for it.”“Nero—”“I’ll help you tow the line between pain and pleasure. I’ll make you squirt and cum until you can’t have enough and you pass out. I can’t wait to bury my face in your cunt all night.”I blushed, not knowing what to say or do. What could I even say or do? I was turned on and rightfully so. I could picture him burying his face in my pussy and eating me out. The intensity with which he looked at me told me he meant every single word he said.And I was turned on by the whole thing. I almost closed my eyes and fully imagined it.“And when I fuck you, you’ll never want another cock inside of you. I will fuck you in every corner of this house, and you will enjoy every moment of it.”My eyes widened, and I couldn’t stop looking at him. People always said that those men who bragged about how good they were in bed

Touch Yourself

On a normal occasion, I would think those words were degrading—that I was being reduced to nothing but what my body offered. But this was Nero, and we were in the bedroom. The way he said it felt more like a compliment rather than anything else.“Your nipples are hard. I know you’re soaked. I can see the wet spot on your panties.”He picked up my panties from the ground and put them in his pockets, while expecting me to open up my legs for him. I should have put up more of a resistance, but I didn’t. I opened them wide like a Thanksgiving turkey.I saw his eyes darken at the sight of me. I was wet, and I could feel my arousal dripping down my thighs. He saw how much his words did to me. I didn’t even know how much I loved dirty talk until I met him.“Touch yourself,” he instructed.His irises had changed from gray to black, and I could see the thick bulge in his pants. Knowing he was just as turned on as I was gave me all the confidence I needed. I trailed my fingers down to my pussy

Nothing PG-rated to Say (Nero)

It took everything in me not to go back and fuck the daylights out of Serena, but I didn’t want her to hate me afterwards. That was the only reason I walked without saying a word.Fuck, her cunt looked like every man’s damnation. And her face and body were the kind that would make any man kill another man for it back in the day. I didn’t think she realized how hot she was.Any man would be happy to have her on his bed. She was every man’s fantasy with medium-sized tits, a slim waist, and a perfect round ass. I couldn’t wait to take her from behind, just grab her ass in my hands.And cum on it afterwards.I pictured taking her from the front, just to watch her tits bounce and the pleasure on her face when I thrust so hard inside her that she forgot her name. When I touched her tits, I almost lost it and fucked her right then and there.Her naked body was an image that was permanently ingrained in my memory. I couldn’t forget her, even if I wanted to.I had nothing G-rated to say about

Huge Gift

It had been a week since I saw Nero. He hadn’t visited me once, and I started to wonder if that was going to be the pattern with us. He would come, pleasure me, and then leave for days on end.I didn’t even know why I was bothered. I should have been glad that he was leaving me alone, but I wasn’t. My need for his validation was nothing short of embarrassing. Either way, I tried my best to forget him.Everyone at work seemed to have forgotten that I was with Nero in the conference room for more than twenty minutes. Either that or they were too scared to ask me about it.I was glad nobody brought it up again, and luckily for me, he didn’t come to work again. If he came, he might ask me to touch myself in the conference room, and I would be so embarrassed. I was able to be quiet when he spanked me.But I wasn’t sure I would be silent if I was feeling pleasure like the kind I felt when he watched me finger myself and even use a rose. I had touched myself every single night after that mom

Tell Me the Truth

I sighed, knowing I didn’t have an excuse to tell my best friend. She knew me very well, and there was a chance that I wouldn’t be able to sell her a lie. I wasn’t sure I even wanted to.“We need to go to a café,” I said.It wasn’t a conversation I was willing to have where any of my co-workers could hear us. It was bad enough that Nero was the new owner of the company. For them to know we were involved would be bad for me.Lily and I made an excuse to get out of work and went to a nearby café. I ordered a coffee and Lily some tea. There was silence between us for a while as I tried to figure out how I would explain everything and where I would even start.“So…”“I lied. The day I went to Nero’s house, I met him. He cornered me and figured out I was wearing a disguise. At the governor’s ball, he confronted me and I lied that I was interested in him, but I heard he had a preference for blonde women, so I wore a disguise.”I went on to explain the events that had taken place between us

First Date

That evening, dressed in a pink silk slip dress, white stilettos, and silver jewelry, I went to meet Viktor for a date. My hair was free, and I had minimal makeup on my face. It felt like a betrayal to wear clothes that Nero had gotten me to go on a date with Viktor.But the clothes, shoes, and jewelry looked too good to pass up. Even the makeup, perfume, and bodywash had been bought by Nero. He knew my taste from the inside out.He had probably found a way into my apartment when I wasn’t there or had someone watch me while I went shopping. But that didn’t make any sense since he had known everything about me on such short notice.The only explanation was that he had someone break into my apartment a day after I was at his house. He was a fucking stalker, and he was proudly owning it like it was such a good thing.Nero really scared me to some extent. He gave me hot serial killer vibes. It was like he knew everything I did and at what time.It reminded me to return his car. I had been

Mine and Mine Alone

Nero didn’t even wait for me to refuse—because he wasn’t asking. He was telling me to follow him, and I had no right to refuse to go with him. Classic of him to do that.I always knew it was either his way or the highway, so I didn’t know why I was shocked. Viktor glared at him as he walked away. That wasn’t even dislike. It was pure hatred in his eyes.What had Nero done to anger Viktor like that? He was a sweet guy, and I had a feeling it was rare to see him that angry. He looked like he wanted to kill Nero.“What a jerk! Does he think you will follow him because he asked you to? How do you two know one another anyway?” Viktor asked.He was very shocked when I got up to follow Nero.“Where the fuck are you going?” Viktor asked very aggressively. That side of him was only coming out because of Nero, and it was scaring me.I didn’t like the tone he spoke to me in. But who could even blame him? A man like Nero could trigger the worst parts of you.“I have to go and see what he wants. H

Tell Him

I nervously left the VIP room and tried to walk to the bathroom, but Nero grabbed my hand. I didn’t even realize he was walking behind me until he grabbed me.“I didn’t say you could go to the bathroom. I said, Go to your table and tell Viktor you won’t be seeing him anymore.”He wanted me to be humiliated in front of Viktor. There was already a chance people heard me moan in the VIP room, including my date, and he refused for me to wipe my cum. It was a way for him to also humiliate Viktor.They hated one another. It was just that Viktor was more blatant about it, and Nero wasn’t. Or maybe Nero didn’t feel strong hate towards Viktor. Either way, he was going to find pleasure in seeing Viktor look at me after he made me cum in the VIP.“I want to pee, Nero,” I tried to say.“You’ll pee at home. I’m not letting you go to the bathroom. And I told you not to lie to me. You’re being a very bad girl.”He ushered me towards my table with his hand on the small of my back. I was surprised tha

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