Romans & histoires Stripper For The Mafia Brothers

He punched Igor to the ground, climbed on top of him, and grabbed his collar. "I am the fucking mafia boss and your elder brother. You dare disrespect me and I will get you killed." He punched Igor once, twice, a third time. By the fourth punch, Igor had trapped his fist and rolled Easton over, coming on top of him. "I refuse to let you be the mafia king. You're too weak for this shit." Then Igor opened up and punched his brother back. They went at each other hard, and I saw my moment to escape. I slipped off the bed so quietly they didn’t notice me move. While they threw each other against the walls, rolling, punching and screaming, I rushed for the door and got out.

My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I struggled to hold myself together because I know the mafia hates to be disobeyed. An animalistic growl left his mouth, followed by a sharp raspy order, "I SAID, STRIP!!!”

"Hurry up and clean it up! You're ruining our date!” Nicolas became so enraged that he lost control and dragged Calista from the restaurant. Gianna was surprised by what Nicolas did. "Let me go!" Calista said as soon as she and Nicolas got out. "What the hell is that, Calista?" Nicolas asked her, annoyed. "I'm doing my job!" "Bullshit! You don't have to do that.” "And why not, Nicolas? I want to have a normal life. At least with my job, even though it's hard, I'm not afraid of those around me that I could die anytime!"

"Brother, I’ll not let my plan fail this time. I’ll separate both of you while using your fake wife. " "Lyra's face is your weakness now, through which I’ll snatch your mafia position. Wait and watch." Liam's eyes turned red in anger

The front door holds my attention though, and I kick off my heels to walk over to it slowly. Their voices stop me, and I swallow my fear as I peer into the gap between the nearly shut door and the frame. The man with tattoos is standing, peeling off his shirt to expose black inkwork all over his ripped muscles. His brother, the sensible blond, leans back into the edge of the bed while perched with his shirt still on, though I can make out the indentions of his strength all the same. "You love ropework, and you can't even tie up the woman correctly to keep her from pulling down the blindfold. Very wise, Dante. Very f*cking wise."

He asked her. “I want to know. I rather know the truth now than to remain in the dark, blind to the world around me.” She replied. “Fine, I will tell you the truth but no matter what you know, I will not let you go no matter how you beg me to. So you better be prepared enough to handle it.” He took a deep breath before telling her. “I am actually a mafia leader. The group is called The Osborne. It was founded by my grandfather and expanded by my father, after my father passed away, I took over his position as the leader.” He responded.

I felt seriously nervous with the way their eyes were scrutinizing my whole body and it took me enough confident to turn to look at Leonardo. "Is that all?". I asked and then, he brought out a pen and offered it to me. "Sign the contract and be ours". Leonardo said to me but that wasn't what just I wanted, I wanted to be more than a SLUT to them. Meet the Domenico brother's, who kills people for a living. A mafia and the world's greatest nightmare. What happens when a contract of submission is offered to the innocent Miss Isabella Laurenza? Would their relationship turns out to be lust or bloody??? Find out, rated 18+

A smear of dried blood ran across her forehead, and her hair—that dark, wild mane—was matted with dust and golden glitter that caught the faint light like dying stars. My heart performed a slow, heavy roll in my chest. She was twenty-two. A girl. A stripper from the Hollows who should have run the second the bomb went off. She had enough thousand dollars with her—enough to disappear, enough to pay for her sister’s life for a month. Instead, she’d dragged a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound "drunk" into a Rolls-Royce and fought off a hit squad. Why? Mate, Leo snarled again.

Her mother asked, forcing a smile. "Kairo Rodriguez," Dominick said. She shuddered and her grip loosened around her brother's hand. Her heart stopped dead in her chest. It began to beat louder with fear. She was frightened everyone could hear her heart beating. 'Liam Rodriguez's youngest brother. Liam is a ruthless capo. He ruled with cruelty. There were rumors that he's the illegitimate child of his father. It's normal in the Mafia world. His younger brother, Danil revealed the truth. Liam cut every throat that said that word again. Kairo, he's cruel like his brothers. He didn't hesitate to try killing his brother's wife. Three brothers! They are devils. I have heard a lot of things about t

“Right now she won't see you as her brother but a means of feeding her hunger for sex they've already tried to get a few of the men on the beds they laid tied to to fuck them.” Fuck is never seen something do something as horrific as this before every mafia demand sold drugs some firearms but this was beyond any of that this was sick. They finally got them into the van and pinned them down to sedate them before closing the doors and driving away. Mario wrapped his arms around me kissing my cheek. “They'll be okay.” “Will they?” “Yeah.” Even he didn't seem convinced they would recover from their ordeal or come out with a clean bill of Health and completely clean of any drug they'd been given.