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A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 41— The Mancini Brothers
Chapter 41 RUSSEL We stopped by the warehouse but only because my brothers Vincenzo and Marcel were waiting for us there. Vincenzo shared a different mother from the rest of us, so he was rarely interested in the family business, and since I was the most quiet among my brothers. I was barely close to him, but he was the Don of the Chicago outfit, and right now I would be needing all the insider on the Chicago shipment. “Hey,” Marcel, who was the youngest among us, greeted, he was the Capo in charge of Canada. Dylan exchanged a few pleasantries with them while I just stood there waiting impatiently. When they were done, I merely nodded in their direction before turning to Dylan, “Everything set?” “That would depend on whether Vincenzo here happens to know your guy,” Dylan replied as he lit a cigarette, “Let’s just hope this was not another plan from Ignacio to get us all riled up for nothing.” “I already told you, Ignacio will have no reasons to do this. I paid him the last
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 42- Don’t Fucking Tempt Me
Chapter 42ALLESIA Today, I woke up feeling like a queen, having nothing to do in a house as big as this, I just lay on my bed for a while, blushing and giggling like a child who had just been handed her favorite candy. My mind wouldn't stop going back to last night, how things went from me being with Nikolai Gianni, a gentleman in all sense of the word,to ending up in the devil's playroom with Russel Mancini, a walking menace. But who would have thought that the man had a single gentle bone in his body or even the slightest atom of sympathy and emotions? I closed my eyes dreamily as I could still feel his tongue trailing aimlessly on my nipple, his fingers driving in and out of me, working me to madness. Boy! Was that electrifying!It was certainly nothing like the first time, and we went at it all night until my body couldn't stand the pleasure anymore. Maybe he was not a devil after all, I mean, he didn't even force me to do anything I didn't want and there was no using those d
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 43- A Good Day To Kill
Chapter 43 RUSSEL I left Allesia in the playroom and hurried back down where my brothers were chatting and laughing. Melissa sat in their midst, playing with Vincenzo’s gun like it was some toy. “Careful with that,” I warned as I stepped into the parlor. Vincenzo turned to look and instinctively dragged the gun from her hand. Melissa rolled her eyes and handed the gun back to Vincenzo, “Y'all sure treat me like I'm some kid.” Marcel glanced at her, “Well, you are a girl and the last child so–” “So I'm twenty two years old!” She sulked. “Still small.” Vincenzo pointed out. Melissa glanced at me with venom in her eyes, “Allesia is also twenty two!” All eyes turned in my direction, “Who is Allesia?” Dylan chuckled, “I assume that would be his new plaything. The blonde beauty he just dragged upstairs for a quickie.” Marcel's brows furrowed and I eyed all of them with no intention of offering any explanation. He turned to Melissa and patted her cheeks dottingly, “Well, un
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 44– Twenty Nine More Days To Go
Chapter 44ALLESIA I had been waiting up for him all night until I couldn't wait anymore. The temperature in this particular room was freezing cold and with nothing but the big duvet to keep me warm, I didn't know what else to do than to snuggle under the sheets and sleep. I couldn't even explore and get used to the room like he instructed because I was even too scared of all that blackness and red and I didn't want to touch or do anything that might upset him in here. I had already tried leaving twice and both times, I was met by the door which was securely locked from the outside. Sometime during the night, I stirred awake because I was having this weird dream of someone touching me and you can imagine my shock when I opened my eyes to find Russel sitting on the edge of the bed, trailing lines on the curves of my body. I blinked severally, thinking it was a dream, but he was there in the flesh, “Took a little effort, but you are finally awake.”“Rus– I mean, Master…” I was fidget
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 45– Hell
Chapter 45ALLESIA“So fucking sexy,” Russel grunted as he allowed the tip of the whip to dance slowly on my exposed breasts.The feeling of having the branches of that whip trail lazily on my bare chest was both heaven and hell. The hell was merely because of the fear in my mind knowing that any moment from now, he will lift that whip and it would land on my skin in the most painful way. True to my fear, he lifted the whip and it landed on my breast in a very powerful strike. I shut my eyes and whimpered softly as the pain tore through me, then I recoiled when I felt the whip start trailing small circles on my skin again. Russel was staring at me with amusement crowding his features. When his eyes met mine, he smirked, while I just looked away shyly. Again, the whip landed on my breast and again, I was feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure. I gasped, because the feeling was strange. I didn't imagine something good could come from his torture tonight, but that tingling sensation i
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 46– I Was That Kind Of Monster
Chapter 46RUSSELThere was so much work to do, and I wanted no surprises. So when I left the playroom, I headed straight for my office. Dylan had insisted on escorting the safe back to the warehouse just to be sure it was safe and Kegan went with him. Vincenzo and Marcel came back home with me and were probably sleeping peacefully in either their rooms or Melissa's, which was their custom, but here I was wide awake by this time. After inflicting so much pain on Allesia and getting the satisfaction of watching her cry and whimper around me, I expected to feel so much satisfaction and even refreshed like I usually did in the past. But it seemed like the more the days went by, the worse I got. There was no sort of satisfaction right now, just this searing anger that was beginning to brew inside me again.Perhaps it was by the simple knowledge that Victor Iverson tried not once but twice and failed to kill me. But why couldn't I kill him when I had the chance? I sighed, as twisted as my
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 47– Dinner At His Place
Chapter 47ALLESIAI spent the whole of that morning still lying numb in the playroom because I honestly didn't have the strength to walk back to my room and I couldn't ask him to take me back. It was not until past twelve in the afternoon when I woke up and managed to limp back to my room. I found one of his black shirts in the makeshift wardrobe in the playroom so I took one, there were lots of them actually so I didn't think he would notice. I was at least grateful that I didn't bump into anyone on the way back to my room. On reaching my room, I was already hungry so I hurriedly slumped into the bathtub and filled it with warm water, I really needed the bath because it felt like all my muscles were buttered the night before and the soreness I felt in some forbidden places were more than I could fathom. Few minutes into the bath, Ciara came to check on me and I was very pleased when she brought a large tray of food, citing that Russel had instructed her to prepare a sumptuous mea
A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia Chapter 48– Who Cares?
Chapter 48RUSSEL "I didn't think I'd ever get the pleasure of being hosted by you, Mancini. How about we enjoy it more and talk a little less about business," Nikolai said as a maid poured whiskey into his glass. He leaned in and whispered, ”We could even catch up on old times.”I leaned back in my chair, taking in the perfectly organized dining with all the men seated around it. I couldn't help but maintain a frown, wishing I could actually send a bullet right through Nikolai’s skull at his suggestion. Seated next to me was Kegan, who put his hand on mine to warn me, probably sensing my anger. It had been a long week of meetings, negotiations, and strategizing. And here I was, seated among the very people whom I could actually give anything to be away from. I picked up a glass of whiskey, and my foolish brothers erupted in cheers. I scanned the faces until my eyes rested on Dylan, who wasn't even trying to hide his impatience. This wasn't really his scene, and I wondered how he wa
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