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Stacy - I just want to go home pt 1
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"He's the guy," I said, blurting it out one hour into the movie, even though I had already channeled my inner Monk and figured it out fifty minutes ago.He set his popcorn down on the seat next to him, then turned to me, a frustrated look on his face."We talked about this. All you had to do was keep your mouth shut. Just once," he said, biting his fist.I pouted at him, sure he'd walk out of the theater this time. Looking around before I decided on a course of action, I got up and got onto his lap, straddling him."Don't be mad. You know I can't help it," I said, cupping his cheeks and kissing him coaxingly."There's no point watching it anymore, is there? What do you think I'm going to do with the next hour, baby?" he said, frustrated hands slipping under my dress and pulling my panties aside.He plunged his fingers into
Last Updated : 2025-03-13His Mafia Princess Stacy — I just want to go home pt 2
"Who are all the people in our living room?" Scott asked me, his body keeping up the steady rhythm he had going pumping in and out of me.He had me on the kitchen counter, my legs wrapped around his waist, his arms around my waist as we fucked."Neighborhood watch. Some Karen complained about last night. I told you someone would see," I told him with a smug grin."It's more likely someone heard you, baby. Despite that, you're still spreading your legs for me," he said cheekily, laying his lips on mine as his dick went from easing in and out of me to pounding me savagely. "You love being in trouble, don't you baby?""You started this," I said accusingly, biting my lip to not let out a moan."That's not going to be enough, my sweet, dirty girl," he said, covering my mouth with his hand as he sunk into me repeatedly, no signs of him stopping. "Tell me,
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"What do you want?" Scott asked, still on guard."Hear him out. I wouldn't have let this call happen if I didn't think he could help you, Scott," said Jenny, her voice a joy to hear."Had you allowed me to make it sooner, the situation wouldn't be as dire as it is now. We really need to work on trust, Jen Jen," said Luca, clearly frustrated with his wife."Stop fucking calling me that. Two months ago, you wanted blood just like the rest of them. You truly believed the only way to keep your ledger a secret was to kill them. What was I supposed to do? Let you?" Jenny spat back."That was then. This is now. The dust has settled. Even from behind bars, Angelo has the other dons spooked. The good news is you're officially off limits. He wants to deal with you himself," said Luca, his words making me shake like a leaf.Was it selfish to not tell Scott about completing
Last Updated : 2025-03-14His Mafia Princess Stacy — I just want to go home pt 5
Scott put the phone down, tucked my hair behind my ears and asked, "Thoughts?""Scared shitless," I admitted, laying my hands on his wrists. "But I want to go home. The dead man's switch is—""Complete. I know. I'd say about three weeks ago," he said, smiling at me dotingly."What do you mean you know?" I said, tugging on his collar, wanting him close."You came to bed in a purple negligee one night. When we did it, you didn't want to fuck. You wanted to make love. No kinky stuff. No toys. Just us. You just wanted to be close. You seemed relieved. That's when I knew," he said, nuzzling my neck.He was right. That was the night I completed
Last Updated : 2025-03-14His Mafia Princess Stacy — We had a bachelor party pt 1
"Why am I holding the camera?" I asked Scott as we walked out of baggage claim."Just a hunch," he said, dragging both of our bags behind us.In the end, we packed light. Grandpa Kendrick promised to have the fixer ship the rest to us. Perks of being the granddaughter of a billionaire. I really couldn't thank him enough and wanted to make every effort to get to know him once we got back to New York.While we waited for Kenny and Marlene to pick us up, Scott said to me, "Just hold the camera. No trying to show them what's on it.""Why not? I'm sure you took some stunning photos," I said, frowning at him as I held the camera to my chest possessively.He let go of the handles of our bags and came up behind me. Then he took the camera out of my hands and showed me the last photo he took of us in the driveway in Prague."First t
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When Scott gingerly set him down on his feet, Kenny turned his sights on me, smiling affectionately."Stace," he said, tearing up. "Welcome to Fiji," he said, wrapping me in a tight hug. "We missed you guys so much.""Oh thanks Ken," I said, taken off guard by this display of affection in front of his already ticked off fiancee, whose eyes were shooting daggers at me now.Marlene and I got very close quickly, on account of Kenny and Scott spending so much time together. Never once did she react to me being around Kenny in a threatened way. What the fuck was going on with her? In her defense, Kenny and I never really did hugs. Suddenly I wondered why, realizing that he was now my oldest friend.Yes, friend. My friend. Not just Scott's. Kenny was my friend too. Probably my best friend, now that the position was vacant."Okay, that's enough," said Marlene, se
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"Wake up, baby. We're going out," said Scott's gentle voice a few hours later."But I'm so tired," I complained as his fingers glided through my hair."I know, but Kenny's a fucking mess. As his best man and friend, we need to make sure he loosens up a little before tomorrow," he said, wearing the title of best man like a badge of honor, despite pretending it didn't mean the world to him."Marlene looked like she was going to rip my head off when he hugged me. Nope, there's no we," I said, sitting up slowly."Marlene just has wedding jitters. She'll get over it. We already missed so much. He'll hate if you're not there for his last night of freedom," said Scott, guilting me into going.What started out as just drinks between the three of us soon blew up into bar hopping with the groomsmen, of whom there were seven, not including Scott. Three of them
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"You don't go on the run with someone without telling them that. He knows," I said, feeling like Kenny deserved to be the first to know that Scott and I finally got there."Well that's awkward. Scott uses sex to get out of saying it back. He never says it back," said Kenny, squeezing my hand with sympathy in his eyes.So this was the trickery women used to get Scott into bed. Despite what Scott thought, I didn't think they were lying when they said I love you to him. Sure most said it way too early, but falling in love with him really was that effortless. He was so fucking hot it was almost painful looking at him. He was audacious and confident. The kind of guy you have a whirlwind romance with. He made you laugh and paid attention to you. He made you feel alive and like you were the only girl in the room.Any other guy and I would have thought he was a dick for taking these women to bed knowing he didn't fee
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That last part was such a her thing to say. Was that really what she thought? It would explain how I apparently caught her off guard. "Please, for the love of God, let me sleep and shower first. There are dark circles under my eyes. And my make up—" What the fuck was she talking about? She was fucking flawless. Perfect in all her imperfections. "Shut up. I won the bet about Kenny and Marlene," I said, laying the phone down on the ground and starting the five minute timer. "So now Scott says shut up. You've said more than enough in the last few hours. Now just listen." She clasped her hands behind her back, swaying back and forth nervously, her eyes dropping to the timer. Words failed me. I had a whole speech and everything. Even if I didn't, I was me. I always knew what to say, except right that second I was tongue tied. "That photo's taunting me," I said, spitting out the thought in my he
His Mafia Princess Scott— I proposed pt 2
By this point, she had me watching her from behind a lens. Flashes of the thousands of times she had me taking her photo went through my mind. Watching her was my favorite thing to do until she started letting me touch her. I loved every last one of them. Studied the thousands of photos frequently, especially this past week, like some junkie trying to get a fix. The sweet ones where she looked like an angel. The dirty ones where she looked like the perfect whore. The goofy ones that I made sure I was a part of. The everyday ones where she had a pencil in her hair while she read or picked something out at the grocery store. Every last photo I took of her and every memory attached to it flooded my brain. "Fucking stunning every time," I said, trying to calm my raging heart as the sun began to rise, the silhouette of her before it. Slightly trembling fingers took several photos, as the excitement of holding a camera surg
His Mafia Princess Scott — I proposed pt 1
"Can't we do this another time? Surises come along every day and it's been such a long night," Stacy moped. Not this sunrise. Not this moment I wanted to give her. It was all she could do to hold onto the tripod towards the end, so I let her get on my back and gave her a piggyback ride the rest of the way up my mountain. "You knew this was coming. I warned you I'd be making you miserable by bringing you out here before the crack of dawn while we were in Fiji. Sacrifices have to be made to please your future husband, Stace," I said, enjoying the feel of her body pressed up against my back. The morning was chilly, contrasting with her body heat. Or was I sweating? Maybe she was right and this just wasn't our moment. It would come once though. The sunrise of our one year anniversary. I had this picture of how it was going to go down in my head and I just wasn't ready to give it up. "On our anniversary? We just spent two ho
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"Is the world's greatest commitment phobe still proposing today after this shit storm?" Kenny asked me as I watched Stacy sit across from Jeff to read through her immunity deal. "You just get the champagne ready. Be on standby, Ken. Call in sick. You'll get the call soon," I said, sharing an excited smile with him before I opened the door to Jeff's office to sit down next to Stacy. "You can have your lawyer look it over before you sign. Take your time," said Jeff, waiting patiently on her. "She's her own lawyer. She's like two classes away from being one?" I boasted as I watched her brilliant mind go to work while she read. "Three," she corrected me, eyes still darting over the words on the page. "Besides, we trust you. Don't we, Scott?" That's what she said, but she carried on combing the document. In about two minutes, she'd have tons of questions for him. "Yes, we do," I said to my fath
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"I will never let anyone hurt him, Ken. On my life, I will always keep him safe," she professed one more time. "I know you will, Stace. For the record, you were always my favorite best friend," he said, cautiously wrapping his arms around her as he started sobbing. "Same Ken," she said, returning his embrace readily, rubbing his back. Eyes still on me, she stuck her tongue out at me, making me chuckle as I got up to join them. "Un-fucking-believable. What am I, chopped liver?" I said, watching Kenny pull back as I shot him a nasty look. "You're okay. Tolerable. Second best. I keep you around because of her," he said, wiping away his tears with the back of his sleeves. "I can't believe you fucking told her you were proposing. What the fuck is wrong with you? How will you survive marriage?" His stupid remark had us chuckling between the three of us. We all wrapped an arm around the other an
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There was that promise of forever she said I couldn't have until I asked her to marry me. It was as good as a yes to my proposal. My heart was doing flip flops in my chest. I knew it was for their benefit, maybe even just because she was nervous about talking to them instead of me, but her words were aimed directly at me. Sweeping me right off my feet. Claiming every bit of me as hers. Allowing me to let go of the tiny part of me that wondered if she really could have killed me in those woods. It wasn't just luck or the words I said to her that made her want to save me. I was happy if I gave her the strength to do what she needed to do, but I firmly believed she would have gotten there anyway. She had been doing it for eight years. From the moment we met, she had been protecting me. Even when she pushed me away. She chose me for eight years. Came back again and again, no matter how many times Don Angelo called her home, to make me fall dee
His Mafia Princess Scott— It's her turn pt 2
He pulled out a chair for himself, then one for me, urging me to sit next to him. With a resigned sigh, I sat down two chairs away from Kenny, as close to Stacy as I could. I gave Willow and my mom a pleading look so they would follow suite across the table. Stacy took her seat and folded her hands in front of her. Folding her hands was her tell for when she was nervous. They all looked away uncomfortably. No anger. No malice. Just sadness and fear. It was all I could do to stay seated. Not grab Stacy's hand and storm out. She asked me to let her do this though. All I could do was sit back and watch helplessly. "Marlene, you're right. We should have reached out and talked to you all about what happened. It sucked that she was the only one of you to come by and ask us what happened though. Instead of going off the news and wherever else you got your information from. Still, I'm sorry we didn't reach out either. We were trying to figure things out betwe
His Mafia Princess Scott— It's her turn pt 1
"No, you're not leaving," said Marlene, grabbing Kenny's arms and turning him towards Stacy and I. "Your best friends are getting engaged today. You've been brooding about this whole situation for over a week and I'm sick of it. Deal with your shit, Kenny," said Marlene, her arms folded and chin jutted out. Go Marlene. Marriage looked good on her. She surprised me more and more all the time. "Does everyone know I'm proposing today?" I asked, focusing on the wrong thing entirely. It got my nervous, half asleep girlfriend to smile though. I'd take that. "You weren't exactly trying very hard to hide it," said Stacy, momentarily caught up in my eyes. I wished I could have her look like that for the rest of the day. A light blush tainted her cheeks and her smile was enough to bring armies to their knees. The way she looked at me made me feel like we were the only two people alive. As much as I appreciated wha
His Mafia Princess Stacy— His Research Continued pt 3
"Soooo… Do you think there's more?" he asked in his most innocent voice. "I'll kill you if you try and find out today," I said, equally as breathless and sweaty as him. It took me a moment to realize I just threatened him without flinching or apologizing. I forced myself to let it go and enjoy the afterglow of the best sex of my life. The heat and sweat coming off our bodies should have been enough to get me off him, but it wasn't. Despite my threat to get off him, his arms wrapped around me gently. "No promises. I love you," he said, completely at ease as he started stroking my hair. "I expect to be told about all future… Locations and phrases." "I love you too. That's no fun. I'm not doing that," I said, out right refusing his request. "Is that right? We'll see," he said cheekily, kissing my temple. "Let me take you to lunch. I want you to enjoy your first day of freedom."
