All Chapters of The Dirty Deal With My Boyfriend's Mafia Daddy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amelia's POVThe sound of moans and skin slapping against skin fills my ears as Rory slams into Beatrice's pussy repeatedly and aggressively from behind. They appear to be in Rory's room, and Rory is banging her close to the bed.Beatrice's hips are thrusting into the air, her grip tight on the bed frame as she accepts his powerful thrusts, arching and yearning for more.Rory handles her like a complete whore, slapping her already reddened ass cheeks repeatedly, grunting, and marking her body with her own juices, which drip onto the floor.But his treatment of her isn't what shocks me; rather, it's the fact that Rory is actually fucking her.He is actually screwing Beatrice! My ex-best friend and enemy.How could he do this to me? Even if he wanted to cheat, why must it be with Beatrice?He knows how much I dislike her, and he assured me he hated her too. So, what is this madness? Why is his cock buried inside her pussy?I pause the video when I can no longer watch, and I start to pac

I don’t miss the way his large palm covers the small of my back as he pulls me impossibly closer, nor do I miss the feeling of his hot breath fanning my neck while he pretends to kiss... or kisses me there. But I don't comment on this gesture. I take it as part of the acting, and as I try to get comfortable on his lap, I can't help but notice something hard, almost like a rock, poking my thighs from beneath. It doesn't take me long to realize what it is. But the realization only causes my body to grow impossibly hotter, and I feel the area of my womanhood contracting in response to the sensation.I swallow hard, ignoring the moisture that slowly starts to gather between my thighs and the sudden, intense need to grind on him. I also ignore the way my nipples harden as I press myself against his chest. I open the front camera on his phone and start taking several intimate pictures of us.I take the first few shots, and when I look at them, I don't find them too tempting, so I do what I

Darian's POVSeeing her standing at my front door, soaked by the rain, triggered something animalistic in me. I knew she'd come, but I didn't know she'd appear looking like this... soaked by the rain... and seductive.It takes everything in me not to pull her closer and slam my lips hard against her cute ones. Instead, I do what every other man in my shoes would do; I pull her into the house like a gentleman and offer her a towel.While she's drying herself in the guest room, I move fast and prepare a cup of chocolate tea for her. I know she has a sweet tooth and will definitely love it.My plan works; after she returns from the guest room, I lure her to the dining room, and when I notice that she's more relaxed, I make her confide in me.I did it. I sent the videos of Rory's sex adventures to her. I couldn't stand how Rory kept taking her for granted or how he kept hooking up with some bitch who is not half as attractive as her. If he wanted to be a bad boy, he should have been smart

Amelia's POV*'You dared to sleep without responding to my messages. When was the last time you were spanked on the ass? It's been a while, hasn't it? I guess you need someone to remind you what being spanked feels like. What being on fire feels like. And that person will be me.After putting my hands on those fair buttocks, you'd never go to bed without wishing me goodnight or sending me kisses.'* I read.This is my fifth time reading the message Mr. Darian sent me while I was asleep. And I've been trying to understand whether he is being serious or if he's being sarcastic with his message.I'm also trying to think of the perfect response to give him, but I can't do that until I know whether he is being sarcastic.He has to be. Right? He isn't seriously considering spanking my ass just because I fell asleep, is he?Well, he seems like a disciplinarian, but still... I want to believe it's a joke. I've never been spanked that way before. And I can't imagine him doing that to me.Oh wai

I can't help the way saliva pours out of the corners of my mouth when he finally takes his manhood out. This is the sixth time he's got me in this position. On my knees. And before him.My jaw hurts. He's been taking pleasure in my mouth. He uses my mouth every damn time I don't finish my mission. And he wasn't lying about not giving me an orgasm. He hasn't touched me. Not even once. He's just been using me.I am growing really frustrated with the turn of events. No. I am frustrated. And so is my womanhood. Every time I see his cock in my face, I can't help but get wet. My body gets excited, but when he doesn't give us what we want, we both end up disappointed and frustrated."Again," he orders as he tucks his cock into his joggers.I eye him as he does this, but I don't refuse his command. I understand that this is a part of the punishment he promised. It's just not going the way I expected.I walk to the mat, pick up the barbell, and try to lift it. I'm using barbells now. He let me