Becoming The Mafia’s Surrogate

“Presenting the Queen of the Night’s Aria!”

The loud voice of the announcer rang in Rosella’s ears. The renowned composer Mozart was known for his happy tunes but let’s be f*cking honest, there was nothing joyous about the Queen of the Night’s lyrics, if anything it was the complete opposite!

This very contrast described Rosella’s existence. Dressed to the nines for this Opera display, she looked as beautiful as a flower but none of that mattered as she cried her eyes out in the hallways.

Everyone else enjoyed the show while she wept bitterly against the resounding instruments echoing through the walls.

No one knew but her how stupid she felt, all the years spent on loving one man stared back at her in mocking delight, making her a slave to regret!

The sounds ringing in her head wasn’t the sharp and melodious voice of the Prima Donna, instead it was the words told by Jake her supposed fiancé!

Moments ago, these hallways knew the sound of his voice but right now she was barely standing alone with nothing but a half filled glass of wine.

The alcohol in her hands danced in the glass as her feet staggered some more. She was wasted indeed yet her mind kept pondering on her next course of action.

She knew what she had to do and the thought alone made her sick to the stomach. After all, making a deal with the devil wasn’t something to look forward to!

Still, desperate times calls for desperate measures!

A girl who wasn’t more than an orphan now lost her only precious hope for a future, the family company left behind by her father was now a pawn in the hands of her so called fiancé!

Dismay wasn’t enough to describe how she felt, her eyes only saw red and she wouldn’t mind selling her soul to set things right!

In that moment her mind was made up and with an uncontrollable burst of energy she threw the glass and it landed with a clash that sent the broken pieces flying.

But unfortunately the glass wasn’t the only thing broken tonight, because as Rosella made her way across the theater to hail a cab her body trembled from immerse pain while her heart felt like it was being stabbed a million times over! She wished to open her eyes and call this all a dream but the harsh truth was worse than a nightmare!

“Where to miss?”

The driver’s voice pierced through her reverie and she wished to reply with

‘my worse nightmare, take me to meet the devil himself’

But she couldn’t, instead she said “Sterling street, take me to Castilo Manor”.

After her words the smile on the driver’s face stiffened but Rose couldn’t bring herself to care. She wasn’t surprised by his reaction, it was only normal that he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Just the name ‘Castilo Manor’ was enough to instill fear in the heart of any man, yet she was to call that place home for the next couple of months!

The reflection of the huge gate towered the street’s light and shadowed the taxi. To enter the Sterling estate a keycard is required and Rose through the window delivered it to the security. After a brief scan it was handed back to her and the huge gate opened, granting access to the cab.

For obvious reasons the driver kept stealing glances at Rose through the rear but her eyes were fixed on the moving scenery. Maybe he just couldn’t phantom what a girl like her would be doing in such a dangerous place. It would be considered being cautious with words if he called this place a danger zone!

“We’re here”

Rosella dragged her barely sober self out and paid the fare, she managed a slight bow to the elderly man before walking into the grand entrance of the Castilo Manor.

She was granted entry and forward she matched on into the dimly lit building. Her wobbly legs took steady steps in the direction of her suite and the first thing she did once she arrived was to rip the beautiful colored dress off her skin.

Everything that reminded her of tonight disgusted the hell out of her! She threw the pieces and went for a cold shower. This helped waver the tipsiness a bit.

Now what she had to do has never been clearer and the thought made her shiver as she draped a linen nightwear on and made her way down the hall to meet the devil and possibly make a deal that would change her life forever!

“Come in”

The voice from within answered her soft knocks and Rose stepped into a well articulated suite. Aside from the splash of grey every other item was black themed.

This gave the room a mundane and dull look but there was one thing that stood out to Rose prying eyes and that was the six foot-five bare man with only a white towel draped around his waistline.

She watched stray water droplets leisurely drip from his hair and she found herself tracing it to his absurdly sharp nose bridge and chiseled jawline but it didn’t end there!

Her lustful eyes found the little droplets tugging on his hard nipples as though hanging for dear life, lest they fall and roll down his well carved abs and narrow waistline, her eyes went a little further and noticed a bulge through his towel!

She looked away but it was clearly too late to pretend she wasn’t ogling seconds ago.

“What do you want?”

His deep voice echoed the room while Rose could only take breaths to muster her courage.

“I want to make a deal with you”

She held on to his gaze as she spoke, letting determination gleam through her eyes.

“Which is?” He questioned

“I’ll give you my permission and birth your child, in return I’ll renounce all other benefits that comes with the surrogacy, I only want one thing...Help me get back my father’s company from Jack. Also, I want it done my way” she announced hoping he understood her terms.

“Are you sure that's what you want? Because there’s no going back, baby girl”.

His words suddenly made her feel the gravity of her request and for a moment she hesitated.

It was no news she hated this man with every fiber in her soul and every blood in her veins! and it wasn’t without good cause.

She believes he killed her father! Even after thorough investigations claimed otherwise, deep in her heart she knows that he was responsible for the death of her father five years ago. To her the law can lie and true justice doesn’t exist!

In any case, going after the man named Donovan Dalgliesh was mission impossible, she knew she wouldn’t stand a chance in hurting even a hair on his head so she never bothered with revenge but things have changed now!

She was trapped into becoming his surrogate! So who could blame her for using this golden opportunity to exert justice for the dead?!

But not just yet, she needed him. He was the most powerful man in England and heir to the world’s richest conglomerate. It’ll be such a waste to kill him before using him to get rid of the other vixens in her life.

“Leave”

Donn’s voice echoed through the room and Rosella finally snapped back to reality.

“No, I’m serious”

She breathed while her hands moved to loosen her night robe, revealing her smooth fair skin to his gaze. All that was left was a thin layer of see-through linen that reflected her poking nipples from the moonlight.

Donn’s gaze grew lustfully darker in an instance and he moved to dispel the space between them. His actions pinned her against the door while his tall frame arched to meet her lips as he whispered.

“You’ve made your decision. Even when you beg, I won’t let you go”

Those were the last words Rose heard before a breath-taking kiss captured her lips. His movements were rough but passionate, sucking and plunging deep into her mouth. The sudden intrusion caught her off balance and for a hot second Rose eyes stared open until they closed and the alcohol influence led her to reciprocate the kiss with same fervor.

A ripple of sweet sensations ran through her as he hoisted her against the door causing her legs to greedily wrap around his now dangling towel. His kisses trailed down her lips to her neck and when they landed on her chest he ripped the strap of her dress for better access.

Now her perky breast were exposed to his prying eyes. He sucked on one while kneading the other and words couldn’t describe the amount of pleasure bursting through Rosella’s body.

She shuddered from the fact that she couldn’t control the moans flying out her mouth. It wasn’t bad enough that she gave her body to her father’s murderer, but she dared enjoy it?!

This thought caused her to bite her lip but it wasn’t enough to constrict the raw desires boiling within her.

In a moment she was placed on the bed and he leaned over her naked figure. To be fair they were both butt-naked but only Rose was hanging on a thread of consciousness.

He didn’t seem to notice as he continued reigning hot kisses on her now swollen lips, his tongue moved to her B-cup breasts which were just about the size to fill his palm and he had no reservations as he copped them in whole.

Sucking and kneading the other while she gasped from the destructive pleasure tearing her to pieces. His actions were rough as usual and he found his way down, placing his face between her thigh and lifting her legs above his shoulders.

Rose hands fisted the sheets as he began his mouth-made wonders against her folds. The feeling was like nothing she’s felt before. Her body vibrated from the immerse sensation steaming through her and it didn’t help that his pace was unmatched!

She tried escaping his hold but his iron grasps on her waist deterred her plans.

“Donn…”

She moaned his name and it took a hot minute for her to realize what the hell she just did! Her eyes peeled open as shame washed over her features. The guilt of her actions stayed seated fresh in her memories as if mocking every breath she took in his arms.

Every time she moaned and gasped in pleasure it reminded her of her treacherous act to her father and hearing his voice only made it worse!

“Yes, puzzy?”

Underneath her she felt him smile but when he got no reply he focused on the meal before him, this time more violently.

Her toes coiled in unison while her body spasmed with excitement. The rejuvenating feeling hit her core and an electrifying zap ran through her being.

Her first orgasm hit her hard and when she thought she had a moment to breathe he hovered her frame letting his hard arousal graze her throbbing womanhood and evidently causing her to feel a surge of rapid desires resurface!

‘God damn him!’

She cursed tilting her head to escape his hot breaths but that only revealed more of her neck to his darkened gaze, an opportunity he wouldn’t dare pass as he leaned in and bit hard like a vampire.

“Ahh..”

Her neck swiveled slightly to meet his gaze but she didn’t need to voice her irritation because his eyes held his true intentions.

“That’s right, eyes on me puzzy”

Donovan drawled with a triumphant smile tugging the corner of his lips but someone had other plans, flaunting her rebellion she looked away to spite the monster dominating her body and it worked because in the next instance he gripped her chin forcing her gaze back to him as he declared with a hoarse tone that mirrored his suppressed desires.

“I’ll devour you every night until your entire body and soul becomes mine”

His gaze sharp and dark as he commanded.

“On your fours!”.

One would wonder, how did a sweet innocent common girl end up in the bed of the most ruthless and dreaded Mafia Lord, and all for revenge?