Mafia Sex Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I need to get out of here, not again. "I thought you wanted to die in there. Are you done? Or do you want me to come wash your back?" He asked licking his lips. Is he fantasizing about this already? Goodness! He's sicker than I thought. He is a completely gross human being. I looked down at his bulge and gulped, he's already hard? Is he some sort of sex machine? Do the Mafia guys see nothing but sex in women? I guess they are all the same.

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"You know how everything is happening so quickly and I don't even have the time to process... Damon is someone whom I am facing difficulties to understand. I don't know what to do, Yang..." He noticed how nervous and restless she was. "I don't know him, at all!... He is from a different culture and country..." "I know it's difficult for you but I can assure you one thing about Damon and that is, he never hurt women... He had never done that!" He replied. "How many women were there in his life to make you realise this?" She asked and Yang shifted uncomfortably in his place. "He is a mafia, Durga... And you know how things work. Damon is not an exception. I am being honest with you!"

Author Pov Luna was sitting in the room clenching the arms of the chair. Tears were flickering in her eyes threatening to fall anytime. She couldn’t believe it. She got married. She just become a wife of the most feared mafia. And that be against her will. But how funny it is that she’s his puppet more than a wife.

They say if you keep dancing with the devil you’ll get burned. There was only one way that this shit would end. They always say that the only outcomes of being in the game are winding up dead, or going to jail. Would I really get my own happily ever after, being the bastard that I was? With all of the people I hurt, all the bodies I’d made drop, all of the lives I’d destroyed? My name is Louis… And this is my story. Growing up in Birmingham, being forced and groomed into the mafia under the influence of my stepfather.

Most importantly I was an outsider there and he,perhaps was a De Niro or some rich spoil brat. I tried to walk past him but he blocked my way causing me to finally have a look of his appearance.He was of Stefano's age,no doubt also having the same handsome genes of De Niro males.His blonde curls falling over his head and his black eyes,they were dark both with lust and something more intense. I know men in the mafia are sex obsessed.Keeping concubines and prostitutes and even rape isn't surprising.It is in my own hand to save my dignity like I did all these years.

Her God! Intro: A normal simple date turns into a chaotic gun shooting and orgasmic end. Amara's P.O.V. I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, debating if I really want to say this out loud. I mean with everything that has happened am not sure I should still insight anything sexual between us but he was too handsome for his own good for me to resist. Guess this was the nature of dating a Mafia made man! “Tell me what do you have in mind? I might be wonded but I can do whatever the hell you want me to"He says, throwing back another drink from the whiskey cup in his hand.

The Don had only told her they were here for business, and the thought of what kind of business they were here for had been haunting her mind. It was no secret that the top mafia clans engaged in sex trafficking. Was Vicenzo part of them? From what she knew, the Lorenzo mafia clan never engaged in such, so was it possible that the Vicenzo, being the king of other mafia clans, engaged in it? Anna couldn’t watch such atrocity being committed right in front of her eyes, and she doubted she would be able to control herself if that were to be the case. Having never been to Madagascar, Anna’s eyes remained fixed outside the window, staring at the large skyscrapers they passed. It was a beautiful c

My body had missed all of these feelings; my nipples were hard and erect already, poking his chest. We’d been doing this for years — stolen fucks in pantries, quickies in the guest wing when Vito was out of town. He’d always wanted me, even back when I was just the pretty maid serving drinks at Vito’s parties. I’d let him have me because he was useful. Because he hated Vito almost as much as I did. Because the sex was brutal and good. “Lucas, not now. I whispered, breaking the kiss. “I still need to set some things up—”

A malicious grin twists underneath his mustache as his hand slowly trails down my neck towards my breasts. I flinch away from him, my heart pounding in my ears as panic clenches my chest. "What are you talking about?" I whisper. "He knew, Vanessa," he repeats. Taking the folder from my shaky hands, he points to a man in a black suit in one of the photos. "This is Gabriel. The man runs a huge sex trafficking ring from Mexico to all parts of the US. He only works with big business men, which included your father at the time. Eight years ago, your father gambled at one of his casinos in LA and lost your poor mother. He joined Diego's clan in order to steal from him. Then, a few months ago, he p