Her mouth dropped open, almost hitting the table as mortification tugged at her stomach. She turned and searched around just to be sure no one had heard. "You do not know that!" She counteracted and took a sip from her glass of water, her face and neck already turning red. "Oh yes, I do. Should I spill it out for you?" He asked, causing her to choke on her drink. "They are my perfect size and shape anyway!" Rosana coughed and dropped the glass immediately. Once again, she looked around to see if anyone had heard but there was no one. They were all alone in the eatery. "Just stop. You do not have to say that!" "What are you ashamed of, hmm? It is only the two of us here" He responded and picked up his glass of wine. "Besides, I would still say anything I want if the whole f*cking world gathered around us. They ought to know that I own everything about you" "Your hair, your eyes, your lips..." His voice deepened, turning grave. "Your pûssy and every juice dripping out of it. Everyt
Rosana woke up early in the morning and dressed up in her combat uniform. Even after the introduction, she still had to train with Enzo to keep fit. But now was different because she didn't have to train like her life depended on it. Enzo was still charming with his smiles and joked around as always. He was shocked when he learned that Rosana had ordered her bodyguard to whip Senator Marcello Di Maggio. One of the powerful men who bowed to them. The Mafia was the reason for their existence. "Have you finally made up your mind about that motherf*cker, Ville?" He asked during their training. Enzo had not forgotten how they both went back and forth on their first day. "He is staying. I need him" "You need him?" Enzo asked, surprise evident in his voice. "Since f*cking when?" Since Sergio informed me that I needed him. She wanted to say but bit back the words. "Since when I realized that I needed protection. And how else would I have handled that psychopath anyway?" "You handled him
"It all happened when I went to use the bathroom. Two men followed me in there and pointed their f*cking guns at me. I was so scared and tried to escape but they were bigger... Stronger. One of them slapped me hard across the face because I had bitten him. I lost balance and hit my head on the tiles. That was the last thing I remembered before I passed out""I woke to find myself tied up in a plane. My mouth was taped and I could not move or make a f*cking sound. I was so helpless and thought they were gonna k*ll me. They inflicted so much pain and made me bleed from every corner of my body" She choked on a sob and continued. "I was only eighteen! And that was supposed to be the best day of my life!""They brought me back here and delivered me to Grasso Romon, all broken. Turns out my father owed him so much over the years and could not pay him back. He found out about me and sent his men to get me for the debt repayment.""Oh, goodness!" Rosana cried and pulled her into another hug. "
Vicenta was not the type to back away from a fight. Not when she loathed the lady standing in front of her and wished she could strangle her. But she knew better than to lay as tiny as her pinky finger on her, not even by mistake.She might be the Don's Mistress but Rosana was his legal wife, the lady he showed off to the world. She was his Queen and had more claims to him but she was nothing! Just an object for pleasure.But Vicenta never planned to settle with that. She loved Sergio very much and couldn't sit by and watch another woman take him away from her. She didn't care if Rosana was his wife. All she knew was that she was there first and will always be there!"Having a change of mind, huh?" Rosana asked and smiled sardonically. "What are you afraid of? Death?"A shiver snaked down Vicenta's spine on hearing the word. DEATH. That was one of the things she feared. Besides, who wouldn't? "Coffee, My Lady" Carmencita's soft voice broke in and they both turned to look at her. She h
Lucretia walked out of the dressing room, already dressed in her dancing outfit for the night. She wore a black bra, a red pleated short skirt, a black choker and earrings, black thigh-high heels, and a black costume mask. Her makeup was light underneath. She only applied red lipstick on her lips, mascara, eyeliner, and a little powder on her face. Her brown hair was neatly combed and tied to a messy bun at the back of her head, giving her a sexy and eye-catching look. She walked through the hallway, not giving the slightest attention to the people that stopped and stared at her. They couldn't see her face because of the mask but they already knew she was one breathtaking lady. Lucretia took a deep breath as she started towards Rosana's office. She was nervous and needed to see her best friend last minute before the dance. No one was going to recognize her because of the mask. Because of safety reasons, she had decided to use it. As she kept walking, she bumped into a hard wall. N
"On your knees, Bambolina" Rosana gritted her teeth and clenched her fist, wishing she could strangle him. She had not even recovered from running like a madwoman and now, he wanted to choke her with his big cøck. What kind of punishment was that? She wondered, pouting her lips. And who the hell gave three counts for a person to run such a long distance? Quietly, she dropped to her knees and waited for his next move. He was still standing behind her and she could hear the sound of his belt unbuckled, followed by his zip pulled down. "Open" He ordered, standing in front of her. She did as instructed and slowly, he pushed his hard and long cøck into her wet mouth. He pulled it out immediately and slapped it on her lips. "Feel what you do to me, Bambolina" Rosana moaned when he repeated the action twice until her lips started hurting. He was so big and she couldn't wait to take him deep and hard. To trace her tongue on the veins that popped out of the surface and lick his precûm. As
Rosana shuddered, her heart beating a million drums of warning as she opened her mouth to respond. "You heard me" His eyes were swimming in darkness and she felt a trail of shivers running down her spine. His expression was cold and his monstrous look returned. He looked like he was going to tear her into scraps and devour every bit of her. But then he smiled. Slow. Dark. Wicked. One that didn't reach his eyes. Her heart started hammering wildly when he didn't utter a word and her body began to tremble slightly. She wished she could read his mind at the moment because the silence was slowly eating her from the inside out. And that smile... Rosana quickly spun on her heels and walked out of the office which abruptly felt too small for the both of them. If she stayed longer, she would've melted under his intense gaze which did nothing but terrify her. She got into the bathroom and washed off his semen which had started drying on her face. When she was done, she walked out, ready to
Rosana stood in front of the window, watching as five black cars drove in at once. Alfonso stepped down from the second car and opened the third car for Sergio while Enzo ailighted the fourth. They both wore black suits with white shirts and black shoes. Turning away from the window, she walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. Being contented with the appearance she had put up, she wore her black coat and walked out of the room. "Do not speak to me" She snapped at Alfonso before he could utter a word. Quietly, he bowed and stepped away from the door. After knocking twice, she let herself in. Sergio was sitting behind his desk but there was someone else with him. How did she manage to get to him sooner than she did? Had she also been waiting for his arrival? Did he send for her? Rosana wondered, glaring at Vicenta who was kneeling in front of the desk, waiting for Sergio to finish whatever he was doing. She was blinded by fury and did not realize that Sergio had looked up