All Chapters of FORCED MARRIAGE: The Italian Mafia's Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Luca fell silent.The servants who had been busy preparing the food around us suddenly stopped. I could feel their lowered gazes, their tense bodies, their held breaths.I had just insulted a man's pride, and I knew that a man's pride resides between his legs.I was already prepared for his fury.But Luca didn't get angry.Luca laughed.At first it was just a low chuckle, which then turned into a louder laugh. He lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, while his shoulders shook with laughter.I was confused.That wasn't the reaction I expected. I expected him to get angry and show his worst side in front of all the servants, so they could see the real monster behind that handsome face, but he just laughed. Laughed like he'd just heard a joke."Camila, Camila, Camila," he shook his head while still letting out some laughs. "You're a liar who doesn't know how to lie.""What do you mean?"Luca lifted his face. His cold blue eyes looked at me with an expression that made me fee

As expected.Not even an hour had passed since Luca returned, and Elena was already knocking on my bedroom door. She came with a hanger covered in a clear plastic garment bag.My face twisted immediately at the sight of it."Mr. Luca requests that madam join him for dinner, and he asks that you wear this."I didn't need to ask what "this" was. I already knew."This" was another strange dress. Maybe stranger than yesterday's, and more vulgar."There's no show tonight, or so he said," I said coldly."Mr. Luca only wants to have dinner with madam."Believe him? No. Not after what happened last night. But I was too tired to fight with Elena. That woman was just following orders. She hadn't chosen to be a maid in this madman's mansion."Leave it there," I said, pointing to the bed.Elena placed the hanger carefully and stepped back."Does madam need help with...?""No. I can dress myself."Elena nodded and left. The door closed behind her. I stood in front of the bed, looking at the hanger

A short while later, the bathroom door opened.The steam from the hot water came out in spirals, carrying with it the scent of expensive soap and shampoo, and behind that steam, Luca emerged.Naked.Completely without a single piece of clothing.I was startled. Not because he was naked, I'd already seen his naked body last night, in that basement room, but because he came out of the bathroom with total naturalness, as if he were strolling through the garden, as if there were no one else in the room.His black hair was wet, stuck to his forehead and neck. Water still dripped from the ends of his hair, running down his firm chest, passing over his defined abdomen, and continuing downward. Toward that place I shouldn't have to see.But I saw it.I couldn't not see it."You're still here," he said.His voice was deep, a little hoarse from having just come out of the shower. He walked toward me, naked, without the slightest shame. The water from his hair dripped onto the luxurious carpet o

I covered my face with both hands. I couldn't bear to see his expression.But I could hear him kneeling on the floor. I could feel his warm breath between my thighs. I could feel his fingers slowly spreading my thighs, which until then I had kept pressed together.I didn't resist."I want you to watch me while I do this," he said.I slightly moved my hands away from my face. My eyes met his, looking at me from between my thighs. He was still naked, still with traces of semen on his stomach and chest. His wet black hair fell across his forehead.And then he lowered his head.His tongue touched me.I shuddered. My whole body arched like a drawn bow. My hands, which had been covering my face, now gripped the sheets on both sides with force.Luca's tongue was warm and wet. He licked me from bottom to top, slowly, like someone savoring an ice cream melting on their tongue."Ahhh..." a moan escaped without my permission.He licked again. This time more slowly. His tongue delved into the mos

"Your little sister? Why is she calling at this hour?""I don't want to talk about Natalia now."I wanted to ask more. But before I could open my mouth, the bedroom door opened.A woman entered with quick steps. She was tall, maybe around 1.70 meters, with long blonde hair tied back in a braid. Her eyes were blue like Luca's. She wore a long red dress that probably cost more than my entire previous wardrobe. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor.She was beautiful, very beautiful, and she suddenly began speaking in Italian, which I didn't understand.I didn't comprehend what she was saying, but I could catch the tone of her voice: she seemed angry.Luca stood up. His naked body came between that woman and me. I felt a little relieved that his body blocked her view of me. But I was also aware that I was still lying on the bed with the black lace dress wrinkled at my waist and no panties.Natalia looked at me and spoke in Spanish."Can you understand what I'm going to say?" Na