Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Chapter Eight Jessica Martin's POV "Don't tell me you ruined that perfect moment." Belle whines. "Don't make me feel bad for telling you my secrets." It has been a month to that day and it never left my head. Kessler called and sent a dozen messages pleading and begging but I never replied to them and with strict instructions to my security to not let him in. I did miss him a lot. I touched myself numerous times thinking of him and that's something I've never done masturbating with a picture of a man in mind. "Are you listening? I'll chew your deaf ears!" Belle tries to attempt and earns a knock from me on her head as she rubs the spot slowly. "What were you saying?" "Go back and put your shit together. That guy likes you so much but your insecurities are ruining everything!" She exclaims. "What should I do?" "Go see him and apologise and this time don't freak out when he tries to be i
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Jessica's POV “Nah you made that shit up… like what? Are you kidding?” Belle sips her drink while she chuckles softly. We were seated at one of our favourite joints sipping on our glasses. It's been one week since I accepted Kessler's proposal to be his girl. I never had a reason to regret saying yes to him. He frequents my office with flowers, he calls every three hours and even came over the office to take me home which I declined. He needs a break from doing that. He has a business or a job so he shouldn't get distracted because of love. That reminds me I never asked him what he does for a living. Not that I care about his wealth. I'm doing well for myself but to be sure so I can proudly lay claim to his source of income. “We have been friends for the longest time. Do you think I could make something as crazy as that? Then explain the diamond on my finger, or the hickeys…” I push my hair blocking my neck so
(Two days later) “Kessler you don't have to go through the stress of getting me a dinner date outfit. I have lots and lots of them which I don't wear or remember what they look like. I can go home and pick something for the occasion.” I groaned. Kessler made it known that he wants to see my family, the only surviving family of my father. Which is my uncle. He spoke to my uncle and he agreed. And fixed the meeting for later tonight. A holiday. Kessler seemed overjoyed like he was already given the permission to court me but I know it's a step to those things. He wanted to make things official not just to my family but to the world to announce our love loud and clear. A feeling of pride swelled inside of me and I haven't been more happier. Finally a time to think towards putting me first and thinking about the family that I was going to create. “Thank you Kessler. ” I beamed. He took me round the fashion store. We bought fancy dresses, shoes and a matching purse.
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Jessica's POV Kessler's sister- Anna is a really good kid. I shuffle from my home to his most work and weekends and by doing so it has shaped me to loosen up in most areas of my life. “Aunt Jessica can we go now?” She says almost out of breath running down the stairs. We have to make it in time for my cake testing. Yes, my wedding cake testing. My uncle disapproved of my relationship to any male specie that wasn't Samuel the cheat. How could he be inhumane? He knows too well the pain and misery that hellish union would cost me but he cares less. Money has gotten a hold of his conscience, he can trade it for anything. The meeting might not have gone well like I thought of my uncle accepting Kessler for my happiness but the highlight of the dinner meeting was Kessler standing up to my dictatorial Uncle. It felt so pure to watch him defend me like his life depends on it. The bitchy part of me thought it would break out in
Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Belle's POV I watched her smile trickle to the floor. Her smile could light up an entire room- A lighthouse in human form. She looked like a goddess. The diamonds on her neck screamed of immense wealth and luxury she was accustomed and born into, her wedding dress made of the best pearls man could find which accentuated her hourglass figure. Her skin tone shone brightly oiled. The crown on her head, her light make up seemed expertly done. I moved to the bride and her handsome groom. He didn't look bad at all. The most fashionable male in the room. “Good luck to the most beautiful bride and her groom. I can hardly believe you are here looking this happy and beautiful in one piece. Thank you for being the prince charming she waited for all these years.” “Thanks Belle.” he smiles, showing his sets of perfect teeths. His voice sends chords of goosebumps on my toes, nipples and stomach. Perfect iro
Anarietta POV My face stuck into page sixty four of my favorite book as I flipped through one of the pages with a pringle in hand and a cup of warm coffee sitting on the school cafeteria table. I took a bite out of my hand licking my finger tips off the crumbs and adjusted my big old glasses before going back to the blocks of words. My temporary escape. “Look who we found the mighty human hamburger.” A girl who I recognize her voice to be that of the blonde cheerleader, the most popular girl in high school says. Her little minions burst into laughter and my fingers dug into my skirt tighter as I breath hope and tolerance into my lungs. Beatrice has always had this bitchy attitude when it comes to me, maybe because I'm the weakest person in school. The class doormat anyone can trample upon and throw their vileness and I won't fight back. I paid no heed to their silly antics and focused on my book school session would be over soon, I hoped. “Argh!” A hard scream
“Where are you taking me to? You're hurting my wrist please I'm begging you.” I slammed her hard against the wall that caused a thud with my huge arms caging her before she slips from my fingers from her tiny frame. “Are you ready to accept the rejection?” “Why should I reject my ma-te?” She stuttered nervously in disbelief on what I said. I acted as a good son before my father like I accepted the mate thingy and wanted to know my mate better only to get her aside and do the unexpected. “This claws of mine will rip your heart open and I'll so break you till you amass to chunks of flesh and bones if you disobey my orders. I hate the mate bullshit and if you refuse to reject me I'll be the perfect husband and mate to the public eye...” I lean closer to her earlobe licking her ear and watched her shiver from the simple contact. Damn this mate bond thing. I could feel it too like electric collision jamming to the other. “...but I'll make you see hell and would send you a me
I scrolled down my phone searching for the hottest clubs in the state. I've been away for years studying and got back home yesterday. It feels great to be back home but it's a double tragedy. One mother would scold and force her opinions down my throat and two "Mate". The mate thing scares the tiny shit out of me. I'm excited to see who the moon goddess will pair me up with; he's definitely going to be a hottie, smooth as silk and rich as the president. The moon goddess can't make the mistake of gifting me a broke and ugly mate. It would be a silent nightmare that I would never experience ever again. I'm the hottest models right from school days winning back to back on various beauty pageant, school prom night. “Good morning ma'am your mother requests your presence in her chambers.” An ugly duck for a maid bows on one knee as she made her assignment known. “How dare you barge into my bedroom without knocking have you gone mad?” I yelled at the top of my lungs. The bitch had t
MARIA MCcain POV FINAL CONCLUSION My fingertips brushed softly on my red lips and a tingling sensation spread through my entire body, my cheeks turned red thinking about the night before. The mirror in front of me revealed my face turning red but I quickly regained my composure and quickly applied the dramatic mascara on my lashes with a gentle smile on my lips. Each step to putting the finishing touches to my makeup was a bitter-sweet journey down memory lane. Love. A four-letter word capable of breaking the strongest of humans. It’s no respecter of creed, sex, or riches. I loved it years ago. A love that felt so wrong but so right at the same time. Kessler was a storm, shattering the cold high walls I built around my heart. I used to think love was a figment of imagination fueled by human's insatiable desperation until it hit me. I lost myself to his love, tongue and gave everything. My body, soul, and inheritance. It broke me, left me pregnant
*Ring* The fuck Linda was calling again. What was I going to say to her? I exhaled and inhaled a breath and turned to the table to pick up the call but the caller got me stunned. "Ethan!" I dialled the receiver and put it to my hear quickly before the call ends to hear his voice. It has been long time we spoke. I missed how much of an enviable brother and sister relationship we had back then before our family was broken. The last time he came back home he was battling losing his job and wasn't far from a complete drunk to cope. "Hello Maria." His voice slurred has he been drinking? Fuck! He should have stopped by now I'm sure going to give him a ear full. "Are you drink? Don't tell me you're drinking your life away. What's going on?" "I'm sorry little sister. I'm troubled please hear me out before you judge me." He replied his voice shaky like he was in a verge of a problem. What has he gotten himself into? "Trouble? What kind of trouble?" "Please don't jud
Maria McCain pov We had left the Airport after our brief stay in Santa-Dabia. Mr. John had finalized his business deals with his partners so there was no need to stay over. He went out frequently without me. He instructed me to stay back and work while he handles business. We still had a lot to do with the company's marketing department. We wanted to create a connection between the creme De la creme and the poor masses to buy into the Pillari brand and that's the reason we were heading back to Orano for the marketing plans. MTC has to come in what I mean Is the need to get other workers in MTC corporations to assist to enhance speed, division of labor kind of stuff. His hands went over to my thigh as he sent me a small smile before facing the road. My cheeks hit up. The thought of the naughty and crazy things we did in Santa Dabia made my skin tingle and blood rush through my pulsing clit. We fucked in every way imaginable that I wouldn't care if I never get
John Pillari Pov Splash! "Who are you?" He vibrates in the chair he was tied in. He was drenched with cold water as he fought the binding ropes but that was a wrong move. It would only hurt him further and sink into his skin. I don't care for the idiot. That are the least things I have in store for the bloody motherfucker. "I'm death!" I swiped the blade out of its sheath, bent his neck roughly, and started shaving off his hair without paying heed to his scalp as I scraped away, scalp, blood, and hair getting to the mix. "Nooooo!" He screamed fighting back so my hand swiftly moved to his throat and gripped it tightly making him choke and his eyes began to water. His eyes were red, with blood seeping from his head staining his shirt. I slid the blade at his right cheek and saw it split open. I dragged the blade to his wide chest, under his ribs, over his long arms, as it ripped his shirts off and down to his groin area as I split his trousers off and he was le
"Please fuck me!" I pushed my ass backward to get his full length buried into me. The pleasure was setting in as my eyes rolled in the back of my head. He obeys and thrashes into me with vigor as the table shakes and the glasses and dishes shatter to the floor spilling across the floor with a thud. It did nothing to stop or control the beast that was hungry and needed to be appeased as he rammed into me. "Maria!" He screamed and dug his fingernails into my ribs, his release collided into mine as his hot cum pours into me. We were naked in the dining with his cock deep inside of me with his balls slapping on my clit bent over the table. What a sight! He slides out of me and spun me to face him with one swift movement. My nipples must have been marked, red and sensitive with the ongoing activity as he clamps down on them lightly and thrusts into my clit that sent my legs shaking uncontrollably on the table. "Master!" He hits my G-spot with his hard thr
Gazing at my cold skin under the shower and turned around. I was hurt by his action. I wanted to touch him, feel him and get to engage in our dueling romance. I could give him pleasure too if he lets me. "Ooh.." I moaned when his hands rubbed a cold liquid on my skin at my taut peak, massaging it. "How does that feel." He pumps more liquid soap into his huge hands and lathers them on my skin. "It feels heavenly." His fingers roamed every corner of my skin, down to my feet as he bent a bit. His hands went in-between my legs playing with my womanly folds as water poured down on us washing off my soapy skin. My toes curled and tightened as his fingers got inside of me but he didn't bother towards my resistance as his fingers kept moving inside of me. "Master!" I screamed and slumped from the wall but he caught me before I crashed to the floor. "Shush..." He pressed a kiss on my swollen lips and wrapped me in his arms for a while as my head spun, my eyelids
I slowly crouched to the floor and placed my fingers in the zip. "Use your teeth!" He swat my hands away roughly and grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked at it burning my scalp. "Yes, Master!" I voiced out in pain. "Get to work!" He released me and I quickly used my teeth to unzip his trouser shorts as his dick popped out. Holy Mary! He was big. The biggest man I've ever since. I've dated a few men after Jackson but I know the difference between a huge dick, with a large-cap, filled with large veins that made my pussy throb. If he wasn't in this room with me I would have widened my legs apart and fingered my pussy till I came on my fingers. The sight of it alone could make me cum. "You don't have to be in a hurry. It's all yours." He chuckled. My eyes burned with embarrassment. How did he know my thoughts? I'm certain Mr. John is a wizard. "Feast!" I swallowed and brought his cock to the rim of my lips with an evil smile. He thinks he can control me like
Maria McCain POV It has been two weeks since that awful night that always leaves me angry, repulsed and makes me want to puke across the room when I think of his tongue placed on my skin. I was discharged from the hospital and went back to Mr. John's mansion. I still preferred to hang out in Linda's home. John wouldn't hear of it. My reason was that I didn't want to trample on his space. He's a man after all, he got needs. My phone buzzed in my jean pocket and I brought it out with a sigh when I saw the caller. "What do you want?" I asked curtly with venom laced in my voice. "I'm sure you didn't say that to me." Fiona responds over the phone in her usually annoying loud voice. "I'm busy, why did you call?" "Maria you're the devil's spawn! How dare you come back to Santa-Dabia without coming to the house to see your family?" I scoffed. Did the greedy bitch mention home and family? She must be exaggerating that isn't a home but a prison and the most annoying part i
MARIA POVSeated on the leather couch, face deep into files lying carelessly over the wooden table and a glass of red wine. I wore a tank top with a short flare skirt that stopped at my hips. It has been two days since I moved into Linda's apartment and even though John still sent files and called regularly. I knew he was mad at me for choosing Linda over him but that wasn't the case. I hated hotels and besides Linda was around the corner. Linda left for her family house and I was getting ready to go with her when John called and demanded I work on some spreadsheets. Linda had to advise we go together next time as she pecked my cheek, grabbed her keys and left. "I need some water!" I muttered and walked down to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cold water and gulped down my throat. A strange feeling came upon me and I couldn't place my fingers on it. It seemed like I was getting watched as I cocked my head to the sides glancing around the neighbourhood through the win