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A Deal With The Mafia Queen SEVENTEEN
DAMON As I stepped into the cabin, I was instantly amazed. The brilliant use of wood made the room stand out in a way that bested ordinary apartments. The area I was in had two white couches filling its space. I could see another door where masculine voices came from. While I took a quick look at the walls and floor, I was once again amazed by the beauty of the wood used. If only I was with my camera, it would have been lovely to work with such a sight. Before I advanced toward the next room, I made sure to check for appropriate positions to place the tiny devices that Lucius would be coming in to install. "Where is our drink anyway?" I heard a voice request loudly from the other room and with haste, I grabbed one of the buckets and entered the room which was bigger and filled with more furniture including a single-sized bed that looked exquisite without trying hard. I did not miss how well-lit the room was thanks to the natural light peeping past the windows. As my eyes landed
A Deal With The Mafia Queen EIGHTEEN
DAMON After I reached for a clean glass cup and poured myself some wine, he walked up to me, held my chin, and made our eyes meet. As I darted my sight to the side, he said, "Don't be shy, I will be good to you." "Hmm..." I managed to get my chin out of his hold and I gulped the wine in one take. I poured myself another glass. "It is you and me in this room, baby. So, let's have lots of fun." "Hmm..." That seemed to be all I could say as I tried to search for an opportunity to drug him and get things over with. The man soon began to caress my face as he gently nudged his groin area toward my face. I kept my eyes trained on the floor and my mind searched and searched for that opportunity. Soon, as I saw two cockroaches weasel their way into the room, I got my chance. "Ahhh!" I jumped instantly and hugged the man to my chest. "It's a cockroach! Oh... I am so scared of cockroaches. Do something, please..." While this moment might be an indication that I am very good at acting, I am
A Deal With The Mafia Queen NINETEEN
SELENA My hands felt weird from holding his wet collar but I didn't drop my hold. As I stared into his eyes some more, I began to feel the gentle yet burning air that escaped his nostrils. That little emission caressed my skin the best way it could, the same way his wet chest couldn't help but stay glued to my body. "What?" I heard him ask in response to the statement I dared to utter. I was about to pull his collar tighter to ensure that his attention was firmly on me when he found a way out of my hold and pushed me away while my feet stumbled one or two steps backward. "You heard me." My jaws were clenched at that point as I watched disapproval perch on his fine face which I find myself staring at in awe from time to time. "I want us to be fuck buddies." "Why? What sort of ridiculous suggestion is that? How can you be so reckless with such words?" My lips almost curled into a smile. There was something about Damon Jones questioning my words that just drove me insane. Each time
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY
SELENA "There's a proper system to these things, Selena. If you want me to have sex with you, we'll have to fall in love, date and then we'll see-" Damon began to complain, but I cut his words short. "Fuck that. I want to skip all that and get right to having sex with you. Damon..." I felt the insides of my body stir as I glued my body to his some more. The shuddering sound that escaped his lips made me smile. My head almost touching his, I said, "Just one week. Give me one week to prove that we don't have to fall in love. Our passion for each other will push us to end up in each other's bed." "You are being corny, Selena," he spoke softly as his lips began to dance around mine as I teased mine around his. Our intense breaths mixed and I so much wished for him to hold my waist suddenly so we could get engulfed in a heated kiss. Like a choreographed moment, we kept pushing and pulling our lips. When they almost touched, we would quickly pull back only to do the same thing again. O
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY ONE
DAMON As I hurried my steps toward the elevator which would take me to the lobby, I fanned my face, totally unaware of the fact that my body was still wet. After pressing for the elevator, I finally noticed how exposed my body was thanks to the soiled white shirt I had on. The towel in my hand felt small as I wondered how I would dry myself before I get to the lobby. Well... I could lie if my mother asks questions. I have been doing a lot of that these days anyway. The faint sound that came with the doors of the elevator sliding apart reached my ears and I rushed into the waiting space while drying my body as fast as I could. Almost nervously, the towel dabbed my broad chest and as I did that, I instantly recalled how her body pressed against mine. The crazy warmth I felt at that moment filled my mind. But, I ignored that recollection and continued with what I was doing as the elevator began its ride. While taking long, calming breaths, I tucked my shirt in and noted the slight
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY TWO
DAMON "Boss, how did the meeting go?" Lucius asked her as he dragged a stool closer and faced her. "The meeting was trash. They are insisting on buying her. But she is our best. How can we sell the one that brings us the most money?" Her response made me very interested in that conversation. As I walked away from the door and to my far right, I wondered if they were talking about a trafficking deal. I am well aware that most gangs in Población gain power by using humans as a means of exchange. It is a sick practice and if they indeed do that in the Damish Gang, I think I will have to hasten my intentions to find an alternate way to solve my issues. My hands clasped behind me, I moved forward quietly and listened. "Don't they want to share?" Lu asked. "No." "What are you going to do? What did the board members advise you to do?" Okay... Don't tell me they have a board of members for their Trafficking business. How splendid. "They are so useless, nobody could give a piece of
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY THREE
DAMON "Are you okay?" I asked Selena as I pushed the dead man off her body. A small groan escaped her lips as she stood upright, her hand clutching her head. As my eyes roamed the numerous bloodstains on her outfit, I found myself frowning. "You need to get rid of-" Selena sent a sharp gaze in my direction. It was sharp enough to shut me up. Then, she asked, "Are you worried about me, Damon Jones?" The tone of her voice contradicted the evil look in her eyes and I became more confused. My hands which were wrapped around her arms were soon withdrawn and with caution, I watched her as she looked away and checked the stains on her leather jacket. The light-coloured top she wore underneath was heavily stained as well. And, as I stared more and more at those blemishes, I became concerned for myself. The sight of blood was starting to get to me and all I wanted at that moment was to throw Selena into the shower so she could get clean. "I knew you were useless," Lucius spoke from behin
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY FOUR
DAMON "I don't want you," I replied quietly. "I will never let you have your way, Selena." Why does that feel like a lie? Why does my heart thump each time I tell myself that? Why does it feel like I am denying myself something I want when in fact, I am almost certain I don't want Selena? I don't want to be with a woman who tortures people and controls the country. So, why? Why does my heart keep acting like I'm feeding it lies? I gave up searching for the key and just stood facing the door as the sound of running water reached my ears. Then, I quickly washed my hands because I couldn't bear to see the blood on my palms anymore. ~ "You should have joined me," Selena spoke as she stepped out of the shower. I finally turned. With a determined look on my face, I glared at her. I noted the tiny bubbles of water that formed around her shoulder area. A small tattoo was imprinted on her upper chest as well. With that same determination retained, I found myself thinking about some
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A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY SIX
DAMON “Damon, it’s almost time,” my mother said, stopping me from craning my neck once again to check if Selena was already at the airport. I checked either way. She wasn’t around. I have been searching for her in the many crowds for hours and no matter how hard I looked, she wasn't there. “Damon…” My mother called again and I sighed. Ever since that intense night in my house, I haven’t heard from Selena. No texts and no calls. All the messages I sent to her to inform her about the flight were read and successfully ignored. Honestly, I don’t know what to feel. When I told her about my plans to leave the country, I knew that she could choose to say farewell to me and the short time we had together, but this is not how I imagined our goodbye. I wanted our farewell to be meaningful. I wished to remind her once again that despite everything that happened, I was grateful for the time we spent together, and that I would never forget her. I wanted to see her face one last time. But
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY FIVE
SELENAWhy am I giving in to his kiss?After all his talk of being in love with me, he betrayed me greatly and still had the audacity to kiss me as though he hasn’t done me harm.Before his kiss and touch could lead to something else, I broke the embrace which warmed my soul in a way I despised and I went back to grabbing his collar.I came to his house, determined to show him no mercy and I must do just that. “Damon Jones…” Our eyes made contact again and my rage grew tenfold. “How could you?” My grip became tighter. “How could you do that to me?”“What are you talking about?” The ignorance in his tone caused a crease to form on my forehead. As I searched his eyes for a hint that would give his deceit away, Damon said, “You are the one that betrayed me, Selena.“Are you talking about the diamonds?”“You knew the truth about the diamonds. But I am not trying to-”“Did you believe them when they said I killed your brother?” To appear more menacing, I wore a sneer and my feet began to
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY FOUR
DAMON “Ma!” I rushed into the living room, my jacket and cross bag falling onto the ground as my eyes hastily scanned the room. “I am here,” I announced again, hoping that nothing was wrong. I had gotten a text from her, telling me that we needed to talk. And that was all she sent. Despite the numerous messages I sent to her after, my mother didn’t reply and I became more worried. So much so that I abandoned my work and hurried to her house while praying fervently that Malik or Selena’s father had not gotten a hold of her. “Oh, Damon…” My mother’s voice greeted me as she calmly walked out of the kitchen. Heaving a sigh of relief, a small frown etched on my forehead, I rushed to her and engulfed the entirety of her body in my embrace. I used the assurance of her presence to soothe the terror that was about to grow inside me. Patting my back almost reluctantly or maybe confusedly, my mother asked, “Is something wrong?” Shaking my head, I answered, “No. I am just glad you are here.
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY THREE
DAMONI have no idea why my feet led me to the mansion, but as I looked up and took in the grandness of the building, I recalled the circumstances that caused me to become a frequent visitor of the building.Recalling my mother’s words after, anger overpowered the sorrow in my soul and I walked past the surprisingly open doors.For some reason, the huge living room was empty. There were no guards in the room, the couches were missing and the artworks that usually brightened the room were nowhere to be seen.Looking toward the stairs, my ears picked up some faint voices and once I traced them, my feet led me to a part of the mansion I have never been to before. Just on that ground floor, past the naked living room, there were two doors tucked away from prying eyes. Noting how dimly lit the space was, it made sense that I never noticed that area.“What the hell do you think you are doing, Selena?” I recognized the voice of Selena’s father. Quickly, my feet led me to the door on my left.
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY TWO
DAMON “Wh-what?” Basiton’s question ripped my heart. “Why do you think she’s keeping you close?” his rough voice spoke, wearing some sort of excitement. The hold he had on the back of my head turned into a light caress which made my insides churn with anger. I tried to push my head out of his hold, but he was too strong. And, the booze stench coming from the innards of his mouth caused me to swing my head to the side but that caused my eyes to link with Selena’s. That lack of expression was still there and the fact that she wasn’t making a move to refute Basiton’s unbelievable claims made me feel more scared. Basiton was still running his fingers through my hair when he said, “She is going to dump your ass when she gets her diamonds back. And, that’s if you are lucky. She might be in a bad mood and decide to end your life.” His eyes searched mine and his lips wore a smirk. “Just like she did to your brother.” "Shut up,” I growled. “It looks like you don’t believe me.” Basiton f
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY ONE
DAMON Sweeping her hair off her face, my elbow leaned into the bed some more and I took in the view of her sleeping face. Despite the dim light in the room, I could still see notable facial features and when my gaze landed on her closed eyes, I recalled the passionate look I saw in her eyes while our bodies yearned for each other more than they did in the past. Remembering that heart-fluttering view caused my heart to thud more than usual, but, honestly, at this point, I am not fazed by the bizarre thing happening in my chest. “Selena,” I called her gently, hoping not to startle her. “Let’s eat.” “Hmm…” Her lips curled into a pretty smile and I deduced that she wasn’t sleeping after all. Without opening her eyes, she asked with a croaky voice, “Can’t I just eat you instead?” “Don’t say weird things and get out of bed,” I quickly replied to her and rushed out of the room before she could pin me down and do as she wishes. I can’t have that happening since I have my plans to make he
A Deal With The Mafia Queen SIXTY
SELENA With his other hand, Damon began to trace lines on my back. They were lines that pulled up my shirt as they advanced. The faint contact his fingers had against my skin and the painfully unhurried kiss made me realize what Damon meant by his words. Fear gripped me suddenly and I broke the kiss. My stare into Damon’s eyes intensified and I saw that look… the very one I saw the day I cuffed him to a chair as a way of spicing things up. That very look told me that Damon considered our erotic moments to be something more intimate. Gulping hard, the fingers on my right hand began to feel sweaty and my joints seemed to freeze. “Hey…” Damon called gently, his dark eyes glistening with more desire in that illuminated room. I was still gripped by slight terror when he planted a kiss on my exposed collarbone. Looking right at me after, he asked, “What is wrong?” “Uh…” My gaze quickly darted toward the huge ass painting in the room. “Nothing.” The hold he had against the back of my he
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FIFTY NINE
DAMON My grunts resonated in the tiled room that was feeling more heated as seconds passed. While the gushing shower head was causing a burning sensation against my skin, the way Selena gripped my dick when I tried to slide out made the insides of my body feel ignited in an amazing way. Throwing my head back as Selena’s thick gasps filled the room, I felt her loosen the grasp her vaginal walls had around my extremely sensitive cock. Then, as I slid out, my release came. Shuddering greatly, my body leaned forward and I tangled my fingers with Selena’s who had her hands resting firmly against the wall. Soon, Selena was facing me. Both of us now standing upright, she grazed my chest with her nakedness as she placed her hands on my shoulders and beautifully whispered, “I love how different you are on this vacation.” Still breathing hard and still feeling the slight harshness of the pouring shower, I wrapped my arms around her waist and felt how slick her pussy was when she rested on o
A Deal With The Mafia Queen FIFTY EIGHT
SELENAI was joking about the sex on the beach but Damon appeared to take me seriously. His dark eyes swept over my body, the man took a step closer and his exhilarating scent reached my side. I was about to utter a word when his hand found the back of my head. The next second, he pushed his lips against mine and began to ravish the flesh of my lips as though it were a meal.“Da…” I could not complete his name nor could I pull away as I intended to. Soon, he was jamming our bodies, igniting the desires that were waiting to be unleashed. As I gave up my intention to pull away, my head tilted to the side and I gave him more access to my lips.With great fervour, our lips clashed, our tongues met and we increased the contact between our bodies even more. I could feel the way Damon’s arm circled around my waist and I appreciated that touch.The way he holds me every time we are intimate makes me feel comfortable and reassured so much that it sometimes scares me.To match his pace, I wrapp
