A Good Deal: The Don's Life for My Hand
"Stop... Don't! I'm already at my limit!"
I'm on my knees on the floor, tears streaming down my face, while a shirtless man stands in front of me with a leather whip in his hand.
His voice stays gentle, but his movements never slow. "Babe, we're only halfway there."
After I come back from the dead, I spend 80 million dollars hiring the most expensive male model in all of Navarro to spend the night with me.
With that kind of money on the table, the service absolutely lives up to its price.
He pulls out every trick I've never tried in my life.
The next morning, I'm sitting astride him, using him as my morning workout, when suddenly there's one more person in the room.
My husband, the Don of a mafia family, Leone Vieri.