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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 51| Deliberations
SENNAI'd been getting ready to leave for a meeting this morning when one of my men came to inform me about the strange man requesting to see me. I hadn't wanted to, but they tagged it as necessary. He had also been wounded, so I believed it was something serious. So I shifted the meeting to an hour later to have time with this strange man. He looked unkempt and like he had escaped rehab. He was a drug addict. I could see it from his eyes, teeth and skin. He also sported bruises, so it meant he had been beaten up by a group he owed money. "I have dirt on Diablo." He said as soon as he got to the door of my mansion. I gave him a once over, taking in his unkempt demeanour. I took the steps down and lowered to sniff him. Then I leaned away. "Coke addict?" He began shaking his head, but when I glared at him, he quickly nodded. "Yes. But I stopped a long time ago, sir." "And that must have been a week ago, when you had no money to get more, and your sellers refused to giv
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 52| A Familial Reunion
BALIAIt had been two hours since the encounter with Senna and the oddly familiar man. I knew he'd looked really aware, but I decided not to dwell so much on it.Since I had nothing to do, I decided to read a book, sleeping off in the process. I woke up later in the evening, feeling irritated at the monotony in which I lived my life.According to one of the maids, Tina had gone home for the weekend and would be back next week. I'd been slightly disappointed as she was the one I felt the most comfortable with.I was standing on the porch when I caught that same figure. I squinted my eyes and stretched my body to see that it was the same man I'd seen with Senna.I moved to the other side of the porch, following his movements. He rounded the fountain and started moving towards the other side of the mansion, and for a brief moment, he whipped his neck towards me, and I caught his face.My confusion heightened, and I suspected something off about this man, so I ran down the porch steps, hu
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 53| Stalker Much?
BALIALater at night, Senna returned home. I knew he was back from the familiar roar of his engine as he drove through the gates. I didn't feel that jolt of anxiety that always came back when he was around. All I could feel was a thrill. I was soon going to be out of here in no time.I was sitting in the sunroom when I heard the sound of boots thudding against the marble floors. Standing to my feet, I went to hide behind the pillar, standing directly outside the sunroom.Senna stopped, and one of the guards came to stand beside him. I stood there, listening."Where is he?" Senna asked."He's waiting in the drawing room. He has been there since he arrived." "Alright." "Should I bring him to you?" "Don't worry. I'll go to him." Senna replied and patted the man on his arm before he began to climb the steps. I stood there and waited for the guard to leave before I crept out from behind the pillar and followed quietly after Senna. He made a U-turn towards the west wing, walk
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 54| Weirdest of Ways
Senna's POVBalia.She was all I could think of in bed tonight. I kept tossing and turning, thinking of how I should have moved on her tonight. It had taken a lot of self-control for me not to rip her dress apart there and there.I battled with a raging boner, and not even my hand could bring me the satisfaction I wanted: the soft touch of a woman's body and scent. So, I forced myself to go into the bathroom to take a cold shower to relieve myself. I returned and forced myself to sleep as I had a long day today.After the issue Rocco had with Trey a few days ago, I'd sent him out to the field. When I thought about it, I realized it was something I should have done a long time ago. He was starting to relax too much, and even at a point, he became rude. But I hadn't taken note of it until Trey made mention of it.The following day, I woke up to a call from Trey, asking me to get ready as we had a long day today quickly. It was true. One of our caporegimes had called, informing us that h
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 55| A Strange dream
BALIAFor the next two days, Senna didn't return home. I was tethered at the edge of missing him terribly and just existing with Luca, who spent time with me when people weren't watching.Every day, he made it his duty to reassure me that he was there for me. He reminded me that he had come here to save me and asked me to have patience. "Senna is a brilliant man. One wrong move, and we're both in trouble." He cupped my cheek and sighed. "I had to take a lot of risk for this. You must not ruin this for me, okay?"That kept me going for a long time. I enjoyed my time alone and even wished for him not to return. Life was better without him.I spent time with Tina, smiled at the guards, and even talked with the maids when they had the time. Everything made sense. Tina made me try her new dishes and even allowed me to join her in cooking, but I was careful not to let anything about Luca slip out of my mouth. To them, he was the man Senna had saved. Later today, I decided to take a walk a
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 56| A drunken thought
"Get the hell away from me!" Senna growled and pushed one of the guards who had tried to help him up.Today had nearly ended badly, but they had been quick enough to intervene. The warehouse downtown had been attacked, but Senna and Trey were right in time to take control of the situation. Trey had gotten a bullet scratch, and Senna, nothing. After taking down all of Diablo's men and leaving their heads, they all headed back to the club, going into the building through the back.The man, whom they later found out to be one of the underbosses, was tortured by Trey, but he was yet to say anything. Senna asked everyone to take a break and celebrate the little victory. This man's case wasn't something too serious. They could handle all of that. Senna placed Placido to watch their captive along with his men, and Senna pulled Trey towards the club so they could have a bit of fun. But Trey was quiet, even with the music and booze. Senna wrapped his arm around him. "Can we forget about
Last Updated : 2023-11-16His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 57| A Night to Remember?
SENNAThe alcohol was starting to clear, and things became less fuzzy. We were standing on the porch, close to the door and visible to the eyes of anyone who stepped out of the door or came from the staircase. But I was too horny to care.Balia's soft skin against my fingers had to be the best feeling ever. The way her body moved against me as she tried to control herself. My nose grazed the skin of her neck, taking in the soft scent of vanilla, oranges and strawberries."I want everything, Senna." She whispered in the most sensual voice, her words leaving her mouth like the light wind on a summer night.I snapped. Grabbing her hands, I pinned it on the pillar above her head, clamping my fingers around her wrists as I held her from moving. I had subjected her to my desires, and seeing that she wanted me as much as I wanted her drove me fucking crazy.Her bare feet slipped up my calf, rubbing softly as my hands kneaded her soft breasts. Her moans were like music to my ears. It had to b
Last Updated : 2023-11-22His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 58| Definitely, A Night to Remember
BALIAMy brain had turned to cotton candy. I couldn't think straight. As he pulled his clothes off, I remained in bed, eager to feel his body on mine, and when he joined me on the bed, the scent of wood and musk wafted into my nose.Pulling close to him, I pressed my fingertips onto his chest, grazing my nose down his arm as I inhaled his scent. "I love how you smell."His fingers brushed my hair back, and for a while, I believed he saw me as much better than the woman he could have access to. Maybe it was the way he delicately touched me. It was unusual for Senna.Wrapping his arms around my thigh, he pulled me into his body, so I sat astride him, feeling the bulge of his length through his cotton briefs.I looked down at him, into his eyes, and seeing the desire in his eyes as he looked at me made me ten times hornier than I already was. His large hands caressed my skin softly, and even with the drunken look in his eyes, I knew he wanted men, and it was different from the other days
Last Updated : 2023-11-22
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His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner Epilogue
Seven months later...BALIA"I want my husband!" I screamed amidst the searing pain that threatened to tear through my body. "Where is he?""He's on his way, ma'am." A voice I couldn't make out said to me.I lay stretched out on a fucking stretcher, and I could only feel the slight movements and bumps as we moved higher. Soon, the wheeler stopped, and another sharp pain tore through me, moving from my abdomen up to my head. I grabbed the ends of the stretcher tightly, sinking my teeth into my lips until I drew blood."Senna! Where is he? I want him now!" I cried as the sound of doors opening permeated through my ears."You need to calm down and focus on the pain. Your contractions are getting longer by the minute," A feminine voice came. It was firmer than the first, and she sounded hurried. "Get her out of the stretcher and gently place her on the bed. Make sure her legs are wide open enough. Her labour is drawing near."I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. The pain
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 94| Cheers To A New Beginning
SENNAIt had taken a lot for me actually to do this. I had a lot of time and nerves because I could feel the thud of my heart threatening to tear out of my ribcage.It was unlike me to feel this nervous. The last time I felt that way, I'd been twenty years younger, so why was my palm sweaty?Tina assisted in preparing the table, and we decorated it to the best of our ability. And now, it was almost dusk and the perfect time to bring her out here. Just as I walked towards the kitchen, I heard Tina and Balia talking excitedly, and my chest was filled with so much warmth that spread around my body. When I got to the door, I leaned against the lintel, one arm folded over the other as I watched them both before deciding that I was giddy enough not to wait anymore. I cleared my throat, and she turned immediately, smiling as she walked towards me. "Hey, Darling." "Hi, there. You look different...good." She said right when she stopped before me. a "Know something else that loo
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 93| A New Beginning
BALIASenna had his men drop off the luggage in my room before going to get a few things from the car trunk.I still had the bouquet. Tina took them from me, but not after pulling me into a tight hug and shedding a few tears.I walked into the house, noting how things had slightly changed. New decorations were up, and the house had more life to it. I smiled, happy that he wasn't home wasting away and just doing nothing.I was standing by the window when his arms snaked around my waist and pulled me into him. He buried his head into my neck and inhaled deeply. "I'm happy you're back. I was afraid for most of last month." "Why?" The tip of my fingers brushed his knuckles softly. He sighed. "I thought you were going to leave me. I don't deserve you, Balia. I don't. It would help if you didn't even want me after everything that happened. I ruined your life from the onset. Why should you want to be with a man like me?" I twisted my body to face him. "Because I want to be? I wan
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 92| Away From Everything
BALIASenna had insisted on sponsoring my vacation to Trinidad and Tobago. It was a dual island in the Caribbean nation, bothering Venezuela.I had taken flights, stopping at different countries and touring most of the time we had there, and when we finally got to the island, we were welcomed warmly into a restaurant with Creole cuisines, tasty and flavourful. After having a fulfilling meal, I took a cab to my hotel and booked a room for a week before retiring to my bedroom.It felt good to be here, away from the world you are used to. Here, the people are different. The atmosphere is different. People don't breathe over your neck or try to snoop into your daily life.Oh well, that's what comes with being a tourist. I could live without having to identify with any community. My first night here was terrific. After I had gotten well-rested, we got a call from the tour guide, informing us that we would be walking to a specific beach. I grabbed a shawl and a jacket, not knowing wh
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 91| Redemption
BALIAMy fingers were shaky when I was done reading the paper in my hands. My eyes brimmed with tears, and joy flooded my whole body."Oh, my God!" I cried, nearly crumpling to the floor, but Senna quickly caught me. I sobbed against him. "You did this for me?"He nodded. "It was a long time coming.""I don't know how to thank you, Senna." She grabbed his shirt and sobbed into his chest. "I don't know what to feel. It's so much joy. So much fucking joy." "I understand, sweetheart. I do."I looked into his eyes and pulled him in for a kiss. He took the paper from my hand and placed it on the desk behind us before wrapping his arms around my waist. His tongue pushed into my mouth, gliding over mine as he scoured every corner. He consumed me. So much that I felt like I was going to burn under the intensity of this kiss, but I didn't. Instead, new feelings bloomed from my insides. With every trail he left behind with his fingers, it sent new sensations, sent new messages to my brain. It
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 90| Healing
This was a man who had a lot bottled up. Who had kept his cool for several years, not wanting to break because he had to lead people because he had to be strong, or the world would swallow him just like they did to his family? This was a man who had experienced his dark days alone. A man who had lived with the haunting memories of finding his family already bled to death on the floors of their home.He hadn't expected to break down, but this was it. This was it. He was tired of holding in so much emotional baggage, tired of being strong for everyone. Hell, he was tired in every area of his life, and all he needed was to take a break. All he needed was to feel something other than lust, hatred and the need to kill. He needed a dopamine hit. Not the one who got briefly after sex or after a kill. He wanted to feel real love. Real happiness, and he wanted to be loved in return. As much as he had hated that feeling for a long time because he was being avoidant, he couldn't deny that ther
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 89| Flowers and Heartfelt Confessions
BALIAMy eyes fluttered open, and everywhere was foggy for a long time before my eyes cleared out. I looked around, noticing I was back at the mansion, right in my room. Sighing, I leaned back into the bed and closed my eyes. I was tired. Extremely tired, and the side of my belly hurt like shit.I reached to touch it and retracted my hand immediately, and a sharp pain shot up my head. Looking down at my belly, I realized that my belly was wrapped around with gauze. "Shit. What happened?" I cried softly. Then, the memories returned. Diablo, the bay area, getting raped, and seeing Senna after I was stabbed. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I had failed everyone. Senna was definitely long gone by now. Trey had been the one to help me. I was sure of that, but I was extremely worried about Senna. What if something had gone wrong? Hell, what if Diablo had killed him again? I began to sob softly, only stopping and immediately wiping my tears when I heard my door open. I blinked to
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 88| Senna's Conquest.
Senna tied up Diablo's body. Gunshots filled the air, and Senna knew his men were having a battle with Diablo's men."Your men don't know when to give up," Senna muttered under his breath as he began to pull Diablo's weakened body against the ground. He dumped him behind one of the containers and crouched to his level. "What are your last words before you die?""Fuck you!" Diablo snapped. Senna burst into laughter. "I should have killed you when I had the chance. I should have killed her when I had the chance, too."Senna sent a blow flying into Diablo's cheek. A blob of saliva dripped from his mouth as his neck whipped to the side. "And yet, you didn't. You have a penchant for keeping people alive so you can torture them, right? You don't ever think of the consequences, do you?" LDiablo leaned to the side, and Senna smiled. "Maybe I do, and maybe I don't. But it doesn't matter in the end. What matters is that I have you here now, and I will not hesitate. No, I won't make life misera
His Control: The Mafia’s Prisoner 87| Bloods, Bones & Bullets
SENNAAs soon as I caught sight of Trey, I roughly grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against his car. He raised both of his hands in surprise before his eyes raked down my body."What the fuck are you doing, man?" Trey snapped, looking at me in confusion."Where is she?!""You are wounded, Senna. You haven't healed at all and you left as soon as you heard that she wasn't home? I am here and nothing is going to happen to her."Rage bubbled up from within me. "Are you doing this to pay back for what you did?!""What the hell are you talking about?" He frowned. "I hold nothing against you. She planned to end things and I had her followed so we could take control of every fucking thing. And you leave your bed the next fuckin moment because you want to save her? You should have called! You're fucking bleeding!"I looked down at my shirt to see that I was bleeding. I was already soaked up in blood. Trey pushed me off and pulled his car door open before coming back with a sanitary pad
