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HER ONLY CRIME Funeral
Emilia's POVI stood in front of the large mirror, in nothing but my undergarments. The blue in my eyes seemed to have lost their brightness, as I stared blankly at my reflection.Was O'Dell really dead, or was Marcelo just playing one of his sick games with me? It was unlike Marcelo to lie about things like this, so the former was likely to be the case here.The door suddenly opened, revealing some maids who walked in with expensive dresses and make-up to adorn me, courtesy of Marcelo. I stood still as they clothed me and dolled me up like I was some mourning bride. Everything about today felt very wrong to me, and only one person seemed like the right person to be blamed; Marcelo!Speaking of the devil, he slowly emerged from behind me in an all-black suit that seemed to match my dress. He looked really proud of himself, as he gazed into the mirror."Did you do it?" I suddenly blurted out the question that had been on mind, and Marcelo didn't even appear slightly shockedHe busied
Last Updated : 2024-11-30HER ONLY CRIME Scars
Emilia~ "I did what?" Our laughter echoed through the room, as Martinez narrated what really happened on the night I got drunk. This was actually the first time I was seeing Martinez laugh, or even crack a single joke. I got to know he was a really goofy person, beneath all the hard exterior. "I have never seen anyone that wasted before." He said, making me hit his shoulder with a light, playful punch. "Oh Martini, you're so much hotter than Marc!" He said, making silly faces to describe how I talk. "That's not how I sound." I whined, before pouting like a child. We both burst out into laughter again, as he kept making silly faces at me. My stomach hurt from laughing so much, and I was glad to have someone who could actually crack me up. To be honest, I never thought I'd ever be able to laugh this much, given the kind of life I live. It's been over two weeks since Mr. O'Dell's funeral, and it felt good to finally be able to forget the events of that day. I was ab
Last Updated : 2024-11-30HER ONLY CRIME Pent-up
Marcelo~Emilia as my best friend? No fucking way! Maybe there was a time I did indulge her in such stupid fantasy, but I'm a freaking mafia boss now. I don't make friends, and not especially someone like her.I've had countless women on my bed, ever since I attained my status as a very feared and powerful man. I've had models, call girls and even female business partners, spread out for my pleasure.Once have I tasted each one of them. I never ever fucked the same woman twice, never had the urge to be possessive of any of them. I was always quick to disassociate myself, immediately I was done having my way. It became my normal way of life.All through those times, I wondered where Emilia was, even sent men to go search for her. With every failed attempt to locate her, I became more frustrated.My frustration slowly gave way to obsession. I was obsessed with seeing her again. I wanted to find her, by any means necessary. When I finally found her, lust instantly made its way into the
Last Updated : 2024-12-05HER ONLY CRIME Resist
Emilia~Marcelo certainly wasn't joking about his pent-up frustrations. I could still feel the soreness in between my legs, as I groggily sat up on the bed.It was evening already, and my face heated up in embarrassment, as I realized we were literally having sex for most of the day."You're awake." Marcelo suddenly spoke up, causing me to whip my head towards the sound of his voice.Standing right in front of a large window, he was looking down at the landscape below. Marcelo also seemed to be sipping something from a small, ceramic cup."I was beginning to think I went a little too hard on you." He said, finally turning around to face me.I gulped, as I took in the view of his bare, muscular torso. Memories of what we had done earlier, began to flood my mind again.The way he thrusted deep into me with so much hunger, so much need to dominate, my muffled screams of pleasure, as I bit down on the pillow.I remembered what his mouth did to sensitive parts of my body, how he was rough,
Last Updated : 2024-12-07HER ONLY CRIME Identity
Emilia~I straightened up on the barstool, as I sensed the older male approaching. I already knew it was only going to be a matter of time, and I was right."Hola, Hermosa!" He muttered in what I assumed to be Spanish, making me turn my head to flash him a fake grin.For once, I was thankful for the mask over my face. I didn't think my eyes were doing a really good job at conveying my fake expression."Mr. Alberto." I tried my best to let out a seductive purr, and I actually impressed myself."Why come to my party and sit alone?" He asked, stretching out a hand for me to take.I took his hand, and he slowly brought it up to his lips for a light kiss. It was a gesture that I actually found sweet, despite the fact that he actually appeared to be a quite dangerous man.Glancing casually at the small crowd of men and women around, I noticed that a number of eyes were on us now." None of them seem to be... interesting." I finally answered, looking into his eyes."I see..." He hummed in re
Last Updated : 2024-12-09HER ONLY CRIME Down
Emilia~ "Hey! Get your hands off me!" I yelled at the mean looking, burly man, who just kept pulling me by my arm. "Where the hell are you taking me!?" I got no response from him, as he kept dragging me down various flights of stairs. He was taking me into some sort of underground basement. "No... please!" I cried, scratching and fighting against the man, who was obvious working for Alberto; that bastard! We finally arrived at a place where I assumed to be the final floor of the large building. He pushed open the tall, double doors, before shoving me inside. I stumbled for a moment, before finally finding my footing. However, the scene before me left me struck with fear and uncertainty. Was I really about to die tonight? Although he had his back to me, I instantly recognized Alberto. He was standing in front of a small fireplace, while sipping from his glass of wine. The door was suddenly shut behind me, making my heart beat even faster. I was busted. Alberto slowly
Last Updated : 2024-12-10HER ONLY CRIME Auction
Emilia~I shuddered in disgust at my reflection in the mirror. I could no longer recognize the woman in front of me, and it stirred something inside me.Much like the other women around, I was also dressed in a very revealing outfit. My boobs were hanging out, and I had nothing much to cover my ass.I looked like some weird goth girl, with the dark themed makeup on my face. They even dyed my hair all-black, against my wish.My hands instinctively moved up to the collar around my neck, like everyone else's. I heard it's something Alberto likes to make his girls wear, as he owned the biggest sex trafficking ring in the Sicily.I learnt he was even a more dangerous man than I had imagined, and this illegal establishment was built from the scratch by both himself and Marcelo's father.No one was ever likely to escape, or find their way out of here, so many of them never tried. I was talking about the number of young women, and a few men, who were all getting themselves ready for the "main
Last Updated : 2024-12-11HER ONLY CRIME Hell hole
Marcelo~ "Oh my goodness, that's her!" "That's Del Ponte's woman." "What the hell is Alberto trying to do?" "Nobody's bidding a dime on Marcelo's property, fuck Alberto!" "Let's get out of here, while we still can." A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips, as I observed the chaos slowly escalating. The pure look of frustration on Alberto's face, as he tried to put the situation under control, without much progress. The moment was fucking priceless. After I had shown her off at O'Dell's funeral, a lot of people had gotten the memo that Emilia belonged to me. They all knew she was mine, all apart from Alberto apparently. "Looks like someone's learning the hard way." Martinez said with a smirk identical to mine. My eyes were suddenly on Emilia, as she stood confused in the midst of the chaotic crowd. I watched her struggle mentally on whether to make a run for it or not. Fuck! That damn costume on her body was giving me ideas. I wanted to rip it off her, and m
Last Updated : 2024-12-12
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HER ONLY CRIME Bounty
Emilia~"I know you want to try it on." Marcelo whispered from behind me, as I stared at a dress that I found to be really provocative.I wondered who in their right minds would want to wear something like that."What? Me? No way!" I blurted out, as I was being pulled from my train of thoughts.My face was already turning red in embarrassment, and Marcelo wasn't helping with how he stared at me."It will look perfect on you." He persisted, coming closer to me.I could feel his hot breath on my neck, as he brushed up against me from behind.Dirty glances were cast our way, by a few people who also seemed to be shopping. However, the staff were busy directing them away from us."I'll look like a slut in it." I argued, frowning at a mental image of myself in the said dress.I was snapped back to the present, at the feeling of Marcelo's hardness poking my butt. I was suddenly starting to feel so much heat, despite the fact that the entire place was well ventilated."Mmm... imagine how ea
HER ONLY CRIME From the inside
Emilia~It's been over twenty minutes since Martinez left me by myself in this car. I was growing increasingly impatient and upset, not knowing if I should keep waiting, or go drag him out myself.Something tells me he's doing this because of Marcelo. He probably doesn't want to risk getting on Marcelo's bad side again, so he's intentionally avoiding me.He was supposed to drive me to the clothe store, as I really wanted to get something for Chloe. It's been two days now, and I haven't given her anything decent to wear.Deciding I'd wasted enough time waiting for Martinez, I made up my mind to go into the house and fish him out.However, just as the thought occurred to me, the driver's door suddenly clicked open. Instead of Martinez, a smiling Marcelo ushered himself into the vehicle, much to my surprise.I frowned at him, wanting an explanation for what was going on."Martinez won't be able to make it." He stated.The smug look on his face really pissed me off, and I tried to imagine
HER ONLY CRIME Responsibility
Emilia~"You kidnapped her?!" I shrieked in disbelief, at a smug looking Marcelo."What? Martinez is allowed to help, and I'm not?" He asked, before casually walking into the room."Doesn't seem fair." I glared at him, as my sister kept struggling on the chair and letting out muffled screams. I was willing to bet that she was swearing alot."Damn...she's a lot feistier than I remember." Marcelo remarked, as he bent down beside my Chloe, to look her in the eyes.The latter made several attempt to break free from her restraints, and probably jump on him. She was like a very angry, rabid dog."What if the police hears of this, or worse..." I questioned, feeling my anxiety get the better of me."...her people decides to come looking for her?" Marcelo let out a scoff, like I had just said the most ridiculous thing. He stood back up, to his full height, before walking towards me."You have very little faith in me, Em!" He whispered, just within a few inches from my ear."Nobody is coming
HER ONLY CRIME Just a touch
Emilia~Deciding that I had spent enough time in the bathtub, I carefully crept out, dropping water onto the bathroom floor.I reached for a nearby towel, which I used to dry my hair thoroughly. The blow-dryer would have been a better option, but I've always had a phobia of that device.I hummed softly to myself, as I casually wrapped another towel around my lower body, before deciding to exit the bathroom.I stepped into my main bedroom, and I was instantly startled by the sight of a very shirtless Marcelo, sitting on the bed, with a copy of my magazines in his hand.He raised up his head to grin at me, and my stomach instantly did a somersault. What does he want now?Feeling self-conscious of the fact that I was in nothing but a towel, I shifted my weight from one feet to the other, not really knowing how to react."I brought a peace offering." He announced, holding up a white plastic bag.Really? Ice-cream? I arched an eyebrow, as he unveiled the contents of the plastic bag. He wa
HER ONLY CRIME Just a whore
Marcelo~"Get out of the way, Em!" I growled.Emilia stood protectively in front of Martinez, stopping me from putting a bullet in his brain.I don't like to be disobeyed, and even my own consigliere was not an exception. He knew the rules, but still went ahead to break them. I'm pretty sure he was prepared for the consequences that are bound to follow."You'll have to kill me first." Emilia spat defiantly, stepping closer to me.I'd admit that I was a little taken aback by her sudden boldness, as I had never seen her step up to me...at least, not in this manner. It made me a little jealous of the fact that she was willing to put her life on the line for another man; another man that wasn't me.The tension in the room thickened, and nobody dared to utter a word, or even so much as breathe the wrong way. A number of my men were gathered, all watching and waiting to see how I'd handle this case of clear disregard on my authority. Even Isabella was watching with keen interest.Taking in
HER ONLY CRIME Long way from home
Emilia~"Sorry!" I muttered, as I hurriedly brushed past a number of people.I simultaneously kept my eyes on Chloe, as she kept moving even faster. Her blonde hair kept blowing in the wind, making her a little easier to spot.Every once in a while, she'd look back and see me closing in on her. She would then resort to hurling any object she can find around, right at me. She had gotten quite crafty, I'd give her that."Can you just..." I groaned out in frustration, as I jumped over a trash can that she hurled at me.At this point, I wasn't sure I was going to be able to find my way back to Martinez. I had been running a really long way from the bar."...stop for a moment?!" I screamed at the top of my already burning lungs, as I watched Chloe run into where seemed to be an old, abandoned building.I followed her without thinking twice, and I found out that it had another door leading to the backyard. Immediately I stepped through the said door, I was hit on the head by something tha
HER ONLY CRIME Chloe/Jada
Emilia~I didn't know there were suburbs in Sicily, until this very moment. My eyes were widened in awe of the scenery around us.Martinez had suggested that we avoid using any of the expensive cars, so as not to attract attention from the wrong people. Apparently, this place didn't exactly have the reputation for housing the nicest residents.I followed closely behind Martinez, who kept taking long, confident strides, like he owned this neighborhood. Stench of cigarettes and decaying refuse filled the air, and I scrunched up my nose in disgust.Martinez had a black, knee-length coat on, his hands buried deep in his pockets. I on the other hand, had an oversized hoodie, which I used to cover most of my face. Remembering what happened that night, at Alberto's auction, it made sense why I had to cover my face. Somehow, being associated with Marcelo had made me more popular than I'd normally like. They all knew me to be Marcelo's property."Relax your shoulders. You look tense." Martine
HER ONLY CRIME Not a maid
Emilia~Despite the fact that I was famished, I found myself picking at the food in front of me. I was slowly loosing my appetite, as I watched "Isabella" flirt shamelessly with Marcelo.Not able to take it anymore, I decided to call their attention by clearing my throat really loudly. They both turned their heads to look at me almost immediately."If you both don't mind, I'm trying to have breakfast here." I said, plastering a saccharine grin on my face."...and you're ruining it for me, with those disgusting remarks." Now I was staring right at a grinning Isabella, who seemed to be amused by my sudden outburst. Marcelo on the other hand, wore his usual emotionless mask."Oh I'm sorry... didn't see you there." Isabella suddenly spoke up, smiling through her fake apology."I think it's quite nice, that Marcelo allows his maid to eat at the same table." I frowned at her words, knowing exactly what she was trying to imply. "I am NOT his maid!" I declared firmly, slamming my hands on
HER ONLY CRIME Jealous
Emilia~"Mom!" A younger version of myself, called out to my mother."What is it, Emil?" She answered from the kitchen, annoyance evident in her voice.Of course I didn't read any meaning into my mother's harsh intonation. I was just too excited, as today happened to be a very important day in my life. It was my graduation from highschool."Today is my graduation, remember?" I asked, running up to my mother, who was still busy cooking up a storm.My stomach instantly growled at the sight of the freshly made pancakes and eggs. Mother was always such a good cook."Oh!" Was my mother's only response to what I just told her, and my expression immediately morphed into a frown.She didn't remember?"You and Dad are coming, right?" I asked, still trying to hold on to whatever hope I had in me.I watched my mother carry on with what she was doing, not in any hurry to answer my question. She had always seen me as some... disturbance."You know your father is tied down with work." She finally
