บททั้งหมดของ CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

I was eager to feel him inside me. I wanted him to fill me. I wanted him everywhere. I especially wanted him somewhere that was calling out to him. Somewhere that needed him more than anything right now. I wanted him to fuck me. My hands went towards him as I started touching his chest, the firm

His grip tightened. With each struggle, with each desperate attempt to push him away, his fingers pressed deeper into my throat. My lungs burned, my vision blurred, and I realized— I was going to die. Here. Like this. Beneath him. Panic seized me. I couldn’t die. I couldn’t. Leon—he needed me.

I’m just so tired today. So I decided to put Leon to bed early. I don’t know why I’m so tired. Maybe it’s because I had been waiting till very late at night, thinking that Asher was just gonna show up. Which is very stupid, considering we all know that he hasn’t shown up. I have just been prolonging

"Who gave you permission to touch me?" "Okay, all right..... I'm sorry, I won't touch you, you're gonna break my arm," I shouted, my voice trembling, because the pressure on my wrist was getting stronger and unbearable. And then he sat there on the bed, now facing me, his eyes cold and hard, as h

I wasn’t popular. I wasn’t that girl. I was just a normal girl who kept to herself, and did my own things—the type of girl who stayed in the background. I squeaked, “Sorry,” thinking that would make him let it go and walk away. But then, he gave me this look. I don’t know how to explain it because