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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 My hands which were wrapped around her arms were soon withdrawn and with caution, I watched her as she looked away and checked the stains on her leather jacket.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
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY FIVE
SELENA It was finally happening! The very moment I needed was finally happening. As Damon dragged my towel off my body, I felt certain excitement within me and I knew I really wanted that moment. The few times I ever feel that excited are when I have missions to go on or when I have to deal with disobedient members and defaulters. As I felt his hands gently squeeze my buttocks, I felt a rush and I took my hands to his shirt. While our kiss kept making slippery noises while getting more intense, I began to work on getting rid of his buttoned shirt. When his shirt was out of the picture, I hurriedly reached for his trousers whose zipper cooperated. Blinded by my need to hold his dick in my hands again, I didn't bother to get the outfit off him. His trousers hung around his legs helplessly. Slowly, I began to stroke him through his briefs. I wore a smile as I felt his erection grow little by little. My smile widened even more as one of his hands made its way to my bosom and began t
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY SIX
SELENA His fingers soon made a 'V' over my clit and with purpose, he began to play with it. Damon leaned closer to my ear once again and with a very husky voice, he said, "Lay on the floor." "D-Damon..." I moaned his name as he pressed my clit between his fingers. The arm he had around my waist traveled to the back of my neck which he held firmly until he tilted my head the way he wanted. Suddenly, he began to nibble at my skin. Every part of my neck, he placed his lips. His teeth greatly teased my skin as his fingers continued to rub my clit to my greatest pleasure. Moaning sounds that I never thought I would hear myself utter began to leave my mouth and soon, my knees began to give in. Gently, Damon worked his way until I was laying on the cold ground. As he hovered above me, he began to plant kisses all over my chest area. He did not leave out my breasts either. Without pausing, he caressed and kissed and ground until I was moaning his name and dancing in a way that begged
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY SEVEN
DAMON "Shit!" I cursed loudly as I realized I didn't take my clothes with me. As I stared down at my penis and the little redness smeared over its shaft, I wondered what happened to Selena that she stopped what we had going. I was so close to feeling that explosive orgasm. I could feel my insides rush with excitement. I can still recall how my legs curled with desire as our bodies moved rhythmically. Selena felt what I felt as well, I could tell. The look on her face, the way her hands demanded my touch by digging her fingers into my skin, all that was enough to tell me that she enjoyed what we were sharing as much as I did. But something happened mid-way that I couldn't decipher. As my legs paced the small space that barricaded the bathroom from the corridor ahead, I felt a chill embrace my total nakedness. With haste, I scanned the room and when I found a small mountain of folded towels tucked in a corner, I rejoiced. It would indeed be a sad thing if I step out into t
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY EIGHT
DAMON Without uttering a word, I followed Lucius. I followed him until we ended up in front of a room that was shielded by heavy curtains. As the curtains were drawn apart, a large couch was revealed. Seated on the couch was a woman who maintained a very seductive pose. As her playful eyes followed Lucius's and my movements, she said, "Welcome boys. Would you like a dance?" While I made sure I had a respectful look on my face, I had my seat quite far from her. For a second, I grazed my sight through her body which was shielded by a simple robe that contradicted the bold makeup on her face. Her hair danced as she sharply turned in my direction after Lucius walked out of the room. "A dance?" she asked as I threw a gentle smile in her direction. "No," my hands quickly gestured, "thank you. You don't have to." "I have to get paid either way. Even if I don't give you a dance," she got up and began to walk toward me, "I have to get paid." "Oh." A slight chuckle escaped my lips.
A Deal With The Mafia Queen TWENTY NINE
DAMON I felt my fingers dig into the hard surface of the device in my hand. My brows twitched with anger as Ethan locked eyes with me for a prolonged moment. While his honey-like orbs danced with delight, Ethan wore a smirk on his face and Basiton made a certain noise with his mouth. As the taller man shuffled his legs toward Ethan, he asked, "Do you know Pretty Boy?" "Know him?" That voice... I hated it so much. The few times I heard its thickness which had some croaking effects each time he spoke, I always felt a rush of anger in my bones. Well, that was understandable. He always reminded me of someone I hate to remember. "Of course, I know him. Why won't I know my half-brother?" "Brother?" Basiton was certainly amused. After he looked in my direction, he quickly darted his eyes toward Ethan who still had a gloating aura around him despite him being in a situation where he could become a prisoner. "You didn't tell me you had a brother, Ethan." "Half-brother," I corrected, the h
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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
