The Mafia's Stripper Bride
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“Get off me,” I demanded, leaning forward and sinking my teeth into his shoulders, drawing out blood in the process.
He growled and yanked me away from the wall, spun and shoved me back into it. Tears stung my eyes when my head connected with the wall but I immediately blinked it back. He might be my captor but I wasn't going to give him that privilege of watching me cry.
His fingers dug into my skin as he impaled me on his cock, “You’re mine now Natalia…I call the shots here not you.”
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To Natalia, the plan was simple. Get in. Show him a little bit of her titties. Make sure he drinks the spiked whiskey. And then walk out with whatever penny or luxury he owned.
But little did she know that the most ruthless Mafia lord in Voyeur was going to be after her. And when he did, he wasn't only interested in reclaiming what she took from him. He wanted to possess her entirely.