Temptress Hair Mafia の小説・ストーリー

Of devil red lips tilted up in a smirk and velvety soft skin under my fingertips. I don’t know why I suddenly remembered that woman from the party…of her, I will think again later, once I had dealt with the current problem. That temptress belonged to silken sheets and utmost luxuries, her body trembling in pleasure underneath mine. But not the woman who dared to hurt my men. Whoever she was, needed to be taught a lesson. Because I was Capo dei capi for a reason. I showed no mercy for friends or foes. And if this woman thought she could get away after messing with my famiglia, she had another thing coming for her.

Well I guess they are really rich being part of the fucking mafia I thought to myself. I grabbed some sweatpants and a t-shirt along with underwear and made my way to the bathroom to take a shower before dinner. Stepping in the shower I let the warm water soothe my tense muscles. Never in my life did I think I will be a part of the fucking mafia. I din't want to be I just wanted to live my life in peace, go to college and get a degree and find work so I can live. But now my life is unknown I don't know what awaits me and what is going to happen. I don't have a choice I must do as they say until I'm eighteen and can go my own way. After washing my hair and body I got out and got dressed i tow

His fingertips brushed against her curls. "Are you truly asking me if I'm disgusted by this hair?" he rasped as his fingers tangled in it. She bit her bottom lip while her eyes widened at his bold reaction. "This is the reason why you're acting so insecure? Because of the hair down here?" She swallowed. "Mia kept hers trimmed and neat. I-I never prepped or wore lingerie or--"

My stomach cramps, and I wince. The titles line up on the screen. Sinfully His—an age-gap, dad’s-best-friend romance, where she gets revenge on her cheating husband and also bag’s her dad’s older hot friend. The next is some werewolf thing about mates and rejection and shit I don’t understand. Marco’s choices already have me giggling. He did this on purpose. And then another catches me: The Mafia’s Pet. Enemies to lovers. Erotica. A laugh slips out. Too pointed. Too close to home.

They took out their penises from their pants and pointed them at Harry's helpless body. “Arrrggghhh!!” Harry immediately screamed in pain when the mafia members did something he had never imagined before. His wounds became even more painful, even more painful than before. He continued to howl in pain, his body shaking violently. Slowly, his vision began to darken. “You're going to die, you stupid traitor!” said one of the mafia members, making the others laugh with satisfaction. They were going to prolong this old man's hell. ***** Meanwhile, Jefford, the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, was focused on staring at the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him. It was an alpha wolf, symbolizi

Liam had a strong distaste for the whole no-fur trade and never dabbled in it beyond the bare necessity his position demanded. The mafia don had gone so far as to give the no-fur an affectionate nickname, Turquoise. Liam had always been kind, as had his second-in-command. Gran had forgotten to mention to the occult consultant that the dead feline was Terras Macaster, Liam's beloved right hand tom.

Tazz smiled back at her, pulling away a strand of hair off her face "Ah! why the f*ck can't they keep all that pda for their room, I'm not jealous, I'm simply so touched,' Mahira rolled her eyes. ‘Bro, man you rock,’ thought Anuj as he saw expressions n Mahira’s face waver from sweet to sour to otherwise with the roll of her eyes. Mahira remembered how Tazz had just done her hair for her affectionately sometime back, she felt irritated, nevertheless she still downed the entire glass of wine and slammed the glass back on table. “Everything alright?” Tazz looked at her, pretending to be worried. “yeah ! Just a bit of headache,” she pulled the hair tie and let her hair loose, flicking her head

Joe asked “It’s obviously a shading deal gone wrong, Temper is involved with a lot of shady people, he obviously did something to piss this set off, he’s a crook” Rex scoffed, “show me a politician who isn’t” “So what do we know now?” Joe asked again “We know it’s the don, a powerful mafia lord that has Tiffany, we know Temper is aware, we know they are demanding for some money which Temper is refusing to pay - the fucking bastard. Putting his only child’s life in such danger, just to save his ego.”

I replied, feeling relieved to have someone to talk to. "Don't worry, dear. We'll show you the ropes and make sure you settle in smoothly. But you should know, Melissa, that Mr. Moretti is not a man to be trifled with. He can be wicked and mean, and he doesn't tolerate mistakes." I felt a chill run down my spine at the mention of Moretti's name. I had heard stories about him from my mother, about how he was a dangerous and ruthless mafia kingpin who ruled over his empire with an iron fist. I prayed that I wouldn't cross paths with him, that I could just do my job and stay out of his way.

He says, running his hand through his ash blonde hair, his eyes clouded with desire as he looks me up and down when I turn to face him once again. I raise my hands and wrap them around my torso as I begin to feel naked in front of him and shame washes over me like a tsunami crashing into the shorelines, obliterating everything in its path. I turn around and descend the stairs, leaving the room with trembling limbs. Trent is Aces' leader, the Mafia King who controls eight different cities and 24 districts, as well as moving anything and everything through the dark web, including teenage girls. He's a sick motherfucker who gets his kicks by humiliating his prey first, and my steps falter as I