HER ONLY CRIME

HER ONLY CRIME

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"Mmm...I'm going to enjoy making you my little whore, Emilia." ************************************ Abandoned by her family, and forced into marriage to clear their debts, Emilia yearns for freedom. However, even freedom comes at a cost, and Emilia must pay to none other than Marcelo Del Ponte, a notorious crime boss and mafia leader. Will Emilia be able to satiate his raw hunger? Will she be consumed by his obsession and lust? Can she change Marcelo into the man she once knew him to be? Will she ever be truly free?

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Marcelo Del Ponte

Emilia~"I want out!" The words escaped my lips, as I stood before my husband. He looked up at me from his desk, and a sudden silence hung thickly in the air. I held my breath in anticipation of his response."What did you just say?" He finally asked, after what felt like a whole hour of uncomfortable silence.My lips trembled, as I watched him stand up from his seat. His jaw clenched, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be daring me to repeat myself.Whatever debt my late parents owed, I believed I had already paid with my years of marriage to him. I couldn't continue with it anymore."I'm...done. I want out!" I said again, a little louder and firmer. This time, I slid some divorce papers onto his desk.Bronx suddenly burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. I watched his whole body vibrate, as he tilted his head backwards to howl even louder, like this was the funniest thing he ever heard."You want out?" He asked, flashing me a yellow-toothed grin.I begun to slowly back away, a...

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52 Chapters
Marcelo Del Ponte
Emilia~"I want out!" The words escaped my lips, as I stood before my husband. He looked up at me from his desk, and a sudden silence hung thickly in the air. I held my breath in anticipation of his response."What did you just say?" He finally asked, after what felt like a whole hour of uncomfortable silence.My lips trembled, as I watched him stand up from his seat. His jaw clenched, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be daring me to repeat myself.Whatever debt my late parents owed, I believed I had already paid with my years of marriage to him. I couldn't continue with it anymore."I'm...done. I want out!" I said again, a little louder and firmer. This time, I slid some divorce papers onto his desk.Bronx suddenly burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. I watched his whole body vibrate, as he tilted his head backwards to howl even louder, like this was the funniest thing he ever heard."You want out?" He asked, flashing me a yellow-toothed grin.I begun to slowly back away, a
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Changes
Emilia~Gone was the dorky, playful, teenager I used to know. In his place was a brooding male, who exuded so much power and dominance. The last time I saw Marcelo was at his mother's funeral, here in Los Angeles. I heard he moved to Sicily, just the following week, and I never saw or heard from him ever since.Our parents used to be very close, and that was how we got to know each other in the first place. We were practically best friends, as we grew up together and even attended the same high school."How was your trip, Mr. Del Ponte?" My husband asked, breaking the long, awkward silence at the dinner table.I hadn't noticed how much I was staring, until Marcelo's eyes suddenly met mine, forcing me to look away. It was obvious he also recognized me, but chose to say nothing about it.He turned his gaze to my husband, who was sitting right beside me. The tension in the room seemed to get even thicker by the second."It was splendid. Right, boss?" One of the men who accompanied Marce
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Share of hell
[A/N: Just a little reminder that this book is rated 18+, as there will be sexually explicit scenes that some readers may find disturbing. ]Marcelo~The constant pitter patter of rain drops against my window sill, was the only sound keeping me company, as I sat alone with my thoughts. Thoughts that revolved around a particularly interesting female.Emilia Anderson! She grew up to be a fucking goddess, one I'd love to worship on my bed.Those baby blue eyes and the sadness they seemed to hide, I couldn't get them out of my head. Not that I even wanted to, I've always had a thing for her.Taking a puff of my tobacco joint, I thought back to how stunning she looked in that red, evening dress. I bet she looks even better without it.The full swell of her plush lips, and her ripe, bodily curves that were out on full display. The things I would do to that body...How she ended up with such an asshole for a husband, was a total mystery to me. Why Bronx, of all people? It made no damn sense!
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Danger
Emilia~"This might sting a little." Marcelo warned, as he held out an ointment to apply to my cut.His eyes held a lot of focus, as he inspected my injuries closely. It was almost laughable."It's okay. I'm used to it." I said, encouraging him to go on.I watched his jaw clench at my words. He was trying really hard to contain his anger, and I knew it. I saw it in his eyes.He looked like he wanted to say something at first, but decided against it."I promise, he isn't always like this." I blurted out, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.It was a lie though. Bronx had gone physical with me on more occasions than I could count. He just always has his ways of making me feel like it was all my fault.I knew he was probably combing through the city right now, in search of me. The thought of going back to my so-called husband, scared me a lot.Marcelo remained silent, as he worked on my wounds. He no longer had the angered expression on his face, making me wonder what was going on
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Sweet crime
Emilia~"You weren't supposed to see this!" His words rang in my ears, as I stared at the unmoving body of the man who used to be my husband.Marcelo murdered the only man who knew the whereabouts of my long lost sister. He took a man's life, and I bet he enjoyed doing it.Was this why he had his little gang of tattooed men around? Are they also in on this? Of course they were, they literally call him "Boss".I noticed that Bronx's lifeless body was tied to a chair. The scars and bruises all over him, were evidence that he was severely beaten and tortured, before a bullet was probably put in his head.Deciding I had seen enough, I turned around to put as much distance as I could, between myself and Marcelo. "Stay away from me, you fucking psycho!" I screamed, as I noticed him hot in my pursuit. Was he about to kill me too? Was I about to face the same fate as my husband? Tears streamed down my face, as I willed myself to run faster. I literally walked myself right into this one. I
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Messenger
Marcelo~She had seen my darkest side, a part of me I initially intended to keep from her. That was the perfect excuse for me to make her my prisoner. She belonged to me now."You look... stunning!" I said to her, as she stood in front of the mirror in a black, high-slit gown.Her brown hair was arranged in one messy bun, allowing unruly tendrils to cascade down her face.Her blue eyes met mine in the mirror, but she remained silent.Tonight we were attending a masquerade ball together, and I thought of it as the perfect opportunity to show her off as mine.I let my eyes roam the curves of her perfect, hourglass figure that was highly accentuated by her dress. One of my maids, Martha was still busy applying touches of makeup to her face, as she stood there."Leave us!" I said to Martha, who looked like she was about to protest, but thought better of it. Good for her!I waited till the latter was out of the room, before turning my full attention back on Emilia.She made to walk past m
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Escape plan
Emilia~I panted, running as fast as my legs could take me in such a tight dress. If Marcelo catches up to us, there was no telling what he would do. I wasn't about to find out either."Come on, faster!" Martha whisper-yelled, urging me to match her pace.I've known her to be one of Marcelo's maids, as she was specially assigned to "take care of me". It made me skeptical as to why she was suddenly trying to help me escape.I slowly came to halt, doubling over and trying to catch my breath in a part of the mansion that looked like an abandoned garden. My lungs seemed like they were on fire, as I literally gasped for air."We don't have time for this, Miss Anderson!" Martha said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.I raised up my head to glare at her. What the hell was her deal?"Maybe you should have mentioned a lot of running in your grand escape plan!" I snapped at her."Why are you even helping me? You could get in so much trouble if we're caught."She frowned at my words, hesitating
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Mafia code
Emilia~I was restless. Panic coursed through me, as I watched the scene unfolding before me.I knew I had to do something. I had to do something before they kill her in the process.Martha's feet were shaking in the air, as she struggled to breathe. She was tied to a chair, just like they did to Bronx. A towel was placed over her face, and Marcelo's men took turns pouring water onto the already soaked towel.Whenever they removed the towel, she would go into a fit of coughing and wheezing, before they would start all over again. Marcelo took sips of scotch whiskey, as he watched with glee. That sick bastard was enjoying this."Let her go!" I said, standing right in front of him. Despite the fact that I tried to appear bold, I was still so terrified on the inside."... please!" I added, hoping to at least, get some empathy out of him."This wasn't her idea, it was mine. I made her do this, and I should be punished instead."Marcelo let out a scoff, before focusing his green eyes on me
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Breaking point
Emilia~"Say it!" Marcelo growled, throwing me roughly onto his bed.One by one, he ripped every piece of clothing from my body, until I was laying bare before him. My entire body trembled, and my pussy ached with a kind of need I've never felt before."Never!" I replied defiantly, watching his eyes darken with lust.He suddenly grabbed me by my neck, lifting me off the bed. A whimper left my lips, as he literally dragged me to the front of a large mirror.No matter how much I struggled to get out of his hold, it only seemed to agitate him further. There was no escaping him.He now had my two arms in a lock, behind me. I could feel his hardness pressing up against my ass, and it made my heart race even faster."Say it, Emilia!" He urged again, bringing his free hand down to my breast. He squeezed it firmly, eliciting a moan from me."No!" I cried out, clamping my thighs together. Despite the fact that I was dripping wet, I chose to keep it from him. He doesn't have to know the effec
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Guilt
Emilia~Its been two days since I turned myself in, two days of being locked up in a holding cell, but I wasn't complaining. I was beginning to like it here.Here, I was definitely going to be out of Marcelo's reach. It was all I could ever ask for.My knees bounced nervously, and I resisted the urge to bite my nails, as I sat waiting in an investigation room. A detective was seated just across from me, sending a piercing gaze my way."So you killed someone?" He asked, and bit of skepticism in his tone."I did!" "...and when did this happen?" He asked again, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose."Just a couple nights ago." I answered him, as my mind flashed back to that night for a moment."Care to explain how it happened? Maybe tell me why you did it?" He pressed on.My eyes zeroed in on the ID card hanging from his left, breast pocket. I was able to read his name from there; Detective Jon. C. Grayson."I already told you guys before. I was drunk." I lied, not wanting to
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