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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD HER MOAN
VINCENZO VOLKOV After lunch with Little Mouse, I returned to my office and began reviewing some documents. As I scanned through the reports, I discovered that my wine company had slipped behind the competition. It had only placed third at the International Grand Cru Awards, a prestigious event recognizing the finest wine producers globally. This wasn't where we belonged—third place wasn't enough.Tomorrow morning, I’ll be making a visit to the wine company before heading to Prime Estates. While I have several businesses under my belt, Prime Estates is the one I’m most passionate about. It’s not just another venture for me; it’s where I envision my legacy taking shape. I’m determined to pour my energy into making it a standout success.As I glanced at the wall clock, realization hit me: it was already past two. With a sigh, I shut down my laptop, set aside my writing materials, and left the office.The silence of the night enveloped me, and the cool breeze felt refreshing against my s
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD RUN AWAY
VICTORIA WASHINGTON;I can't believe I let myself become this kind of woman—opening my legs to some stranger, a complete psychopath.For the fact I actually felt good when he fingered me was crazy. He did me good and damnit, those eyes were so drawing. I wanted to ride him, to suck on his nipples and have him spank my ass.Stop it Victoria get a hold on yourself!!!..Argh!. As I sat there, eating my food, I kept blaming myself over and over again. Each sip of water felt like swallowing stones, heavy and painful."Miss, is there anything you need?" The maid's voice broke through my thoughts. I shook my head, barely looking up."No, nothing… Actually, do you ever get to leave this mansion?" I asked, my voice cold as I studied her face. She raised an eyebrow in surprise."Not at all, Young Miss. We're not allowed to leave," she replied, glancing nervously toward the security guards standing nearby."Are you scared?" I pressed. "What's your name?""Matilda," she whispered, taking a caut
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A Little Hunt
VINCENZO VOLKOV;“What the hell is this?” I slammed the files onto the table, my voice dripping with anger. Nothing irritates me more than lazy workers riding on the back of my hard work.“Boss… that’s the sales report from last month,” he stammered, and I couldn’t help but smirk coldly.“Last month’s sales?” I leaned in, my tone rising. “Are you telling me we only sold ten thousand cartons of wine?” I half-shouted, grabbing something nearby and tossing it at him. I didn’t care what it was, not when this was the mess I had to deal with.“I’m sorry, Boss… please forgive me!” the pathetic excuse for a manager pleaded, trembling as he spoke. His whining only fueled my anger, making my blood boil.“You think 'sorry' is going to fix this?” I growled, flipping through the files, my eyes narrowing as I saw the gaps. “Where’s the rest of the income, huh? Where’s the money?” I demanded, my voice like thunder in the room.He stuttered, unable to look me in the eye. “I-I… I didn’t mean to, Boss.
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Hot Pleasure
Victoria Washington;“Argh!” I winced, pushing myself to keep running. Truth was, I had no idea where I was going. The streets were pitch dark, the cold night air biting into my skin. Every time I glanced back, I swore someone was there, lurking just beyond the shadows.The street lights flickered, one after another, only adding to the panic already tightening around my chest.“I need to call the cops,” I muttered, fumbling with my phone. My fingers were slick with sweat, shaking as I tried—and failed—to type in the right passcode. “Damn it! Come on, come on!” My voice was desperate, but my heart raced even faster.This can’t be happening. If I don’t get out of this estate soon, I know Vincenzo will send his guards after me. I couldn’t go back, not now.It had taken everything to get out—lying to the guards, pretending I just wanted some air before bolting the moment I saw an opening. I’d been running for what felt like forever, but I hadn’t even reached the damn gate ye
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Beg For More
Victoria Washington;He spanked me again, this time harder, making me cry out, but instead of pulling away, his fingers found their way back inside me, filling me completely. His other hand snaked around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me gasp."Tell me, Little Mouse," he growled against my neck, his pace relentless now. "Do you want me to stop? Or should I keep fucking you until you're screaming for me?”His fingers plunged into me again, harder this time, making my knees buckle. The sensation was overwhelming, every thrust pushing me closer to a place I wasn’t sure I could handle. My body reacted on its own, hips rolling back against his hand, desperate for more even though I didn’t want to admit it."That's it, Little Mouse," he purred in my ear, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. "Your body knows what it wants, even if you don’t."He kept going, each stroke deliberate and deep, fingers curling inside me, hitting that spot that made my legs tremble. I tried
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Every Part Of You
VINCENZO VOLKOV;Watching my little mouse sleep was a twisted kind of beauty, almost too perfect. Fragile, delicate—she's nothing more than a toy waiting to be broken. Sweet? Sure, but that’s just the mask she wears. Small enough to crush, but still foolish enough to think she can resist. I couldn’t let my little mouse scurry off with any wild ideas, so I threw her over my shoulder like the helpless thing she is and dragged her back to the house. Chains fit her well, don’t they? They keep her trapped, exactly where she belongs.She doesn’t need much—bedroom, bathroom, maybe the dressing room if I feel generous.Creatures like her need control. And I’m the one who’ll handle her with the perfect balance of cruelty and care."Argh..." she groaned, tossing in bed, her body betraying the panic she hadn’t fully embraced yet. Slowly, she sat up, her eyes locking on me before she flinched, shrinking back like a trapped animal."Good morning, little mouse," I greeted her, stepping closer to th
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD AT MY MERCY
VINCENZO VOLKOV;"Come sit, Little Mouse." I tapped my lap, watching her defiance flare in her eyes as she glared at me. She hesitated, swallowing hard, but the chains on her ankles clinked as she shuffled toward me. When she finally reached me, she sat down, her body stiff, squirming as if the very idea of touching me made her skin crawl. "Uncomfortable, are we?" I smiled, running my fingers through her hair. "Open your mouth."I lifted a spoonful of chicken soup to her lips. She hesitated, then took it, swallowing mechanically, her eyes darting away from mine as she sniffled."How is it?" I asked softly, though I already knew she wouldn't respond. Silence. Just as I expected. "Ah... so you don't like it," I mused, pushing the plate away with a flick of my wrist. "Such a shame." Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the key to her chains, the metallic clink echoing in the room as I unlocked them. Her wrists and ankles were free, for now."Come with me." My voice was low, commandi
Last Updated : 2024-10-29A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A walk With Him
VICTORIA WASHINGTON;It took me two long, agonizing days to come to terms with my reality—trapped in the same room as a psychopath. The same man who had shoved me into a freezing pool was also the one nursing me back to health with hot soups and making sure I didn’t fall sick. The contradiction was mind-boggling.Now, here I was, trying to fit into his twisted world. I sat on his lap, helpless, as he fed me. Every time I licked my lips, he'd lean in closer, stealing a taste, like some wild animal with no concept of boundaries.“Stop staring, Little Mouse,” he rasped in my ear, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “I’m all yours.” I blinked, realizing I’d been gawking at him the whole time, lost in thought. But honestly, could you blame me?His face was dangerously captivating—sharp jawline, eyes that seemed to melt the coldest ice, and a look so perfect, he could’ve been carved by the gods themselves.“I wasn’t staring,” I lied, crossing my arms. He smirked and dropped the s
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Just Dinner!
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A mother's Love
Vincenzo Dante Volkov:“Woah… This is a total mess. How do you plan all this?” Little Mouse questioned, climbing onto my lap. I smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her neck.“Easy, sweetheart. Just get to know them, their weak points… straight. Why do you ask? Want to be a Donna? A little Mafia queen?” I teased.She laughed, sliding off my lap and sitting on the couch, a glint of curiosity in her eyes.“Would it be wrong? I mean, there isn’t much Donna in Russia, you know.”I raised an eyebrow. “Is this a joke, or are you serious? Women never take these things seriously…”“Ah, come on, Vee. Women are the best at this kind of thing. We don’t need to act like you people,” she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Then, she shifted, leaning forward slightly. “So, who are the ones in the game? The real players?”I let out a short breath, thinking about how much I should reveal.“You know my elder brother, Nikolai? His one was a pretty damn good Donna. Had a reputation for silencing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Their Downfall
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;The sleek black car rolled into De Stefano’s Empire, the hum of the engine cutting through the air like a blade. As we approached the main entrance, my driver guided us into the exclusive parking area, where only those who mattered dared to leave their vehicles.I leaned back, my lips curling into a smirk. This building, this empire they clung to so desperately, was about to crumble. Their arrogance would soon be replaced by chaos, and I couldn’t wait to be the one to light the match.The driver stepped out first, walking around to open my door. I emerged, adjusting my jacket as my polished shoes hit the pavement. The sun gleamed off my suit, the kind of sharp tailoring that made people stop and stare.Beside me, Little Mouse stepped out quietly. She didn’t need to say anything—her calm presence said enough.Whispers filled the air like electricity.“Wait… is that—?”“No way. That’s Vincenzo Volkov!”The murmurs grew louder as faces appeared at windows and doors
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD How It Started
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Make Them Pay
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD More Pressing Matters
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Listening to Juliet recount her past, I realized pain and suffering can indeed come in forms far greater than my own. She had borne and raised her child entirely alone, abandoned by the father who should have been her partner in this journey. Worse still, the father wasn’t just any man—he was her handler, the CEO of the agency where she worked.And as if that betrayal wasn’t cruel enough, he’d gone further—assaulting her in front of her five-year-old child. The thought alone made my blood boil. How deranged could this ex-boss be? He was undoubtedly out there, searching for her, determined to finish what he started. Little did he know Juliet wasn’t alone anymore. She had allies now—people who cared and who would fight for her.“I need to pick Annabelle up from school,” Juliet said gently. “Please don’t think I’m trying to rush you out. You’re welcome to come with me or wait at the park nearby—whatever works for you.”Her tone was considerate, almost apologeti
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Will Pay
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo and I already discussed it—not really a conversation, but I made him aware that I would be going over to Julie's, which is practically Venom's house. It was time I carried out my part of the job: getting all kinds of information from Juliet.That morning, I woke up as early as 7 a.m. I treated myself to a nice warm bubble bath. I played with the bubbles a bit before thoroughly scrubbing every part of my body. For some reason, I wanted to glow even brighter today. Vincenzo was about to leave the room the moment I went in for my bath, so I doubted he would still be in the bedroom. So, I rinsed the soap off my hair and body, walked out of the bathtub, dried my body, and walked to my dressing table, bare.The manual dryer worked on my hair as I spent a few minutes trying to perfectly dry it. Next, I went for my lotion—Vincenzo's, for some reason I couldn’t resist the fragrance of it. I applied it all over my body, then used the facial cream and every ot
