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40: Jeff Intimidates Molly
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Chapter 41: From pleasure to punishment"What's on your mind?" she asked, feeling his hands caress her waist suggestively as they slid down to her underwear, teasing the elastic."I'm thinking about fucking my woman right now," she heard his heavy voice invade her ears, sending a chill through her. "And that's what you want, Molly." She froze, trapped in the sensation of his touch as his hand moved along her hip, savoring the softness of her skin. He toyed with the elastic of her underwear, tracing his way to her most intimate spot, slipping beneath the band and massaging her.He closed his eyes tightly as he felt her wetness and slowly slid one finger inside her, making her moan. "If you moan like that with just one finger, I can only imagine how you'll sound riding me..." he growled through clenched teeth, snapping her out of her daze."Enough!" she gasped, breathless, pulling herself away from his touch. Braston's expression hardened."Say it again," he demanded, leaning closer to
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"The way I always wanted.""Fabrízio… Please…" Molly pleaded, murmuring with tearful eyes in response to the mixture of pain and pleasure."Not yet, not now…" he sighed, savoring the intoxicating sensation without moving. "I'm going carefully…" he whispered gently, kissing her cheek. "Try to relax, I want you to surrender to me this time," he requested, kissing her lips slowly, finally releasing her hands, which now wrapped around his shoulders. A muffled moan escaped her lips in response to his first movement inside her. "Let the pain turn into pleasure…" he sighed with pleasure, making her feel every inch of him invading her over and over until her whimpers turned into moans of pleasure."You are incredibly delicious, Molly," he murmured, lifting his body with slow and precise movements. His eyes roamed over every curve of her body, from her full breasts to her legs, before locking onto her parted, panting lips. He held her by the waist, his strong fingers pressing against her soft
Last Updated : 2025-02-07I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. traces of trauma.
Chap.42 traces of trauma.Braston was writhing on the bed with his hand on his chest, while Molly watched the scene with disdain and panic.“What's going on?” Molly asked desperately, but got no answer.She jumped out of bed, wrapped herself in the sheet and prepared to run for help. Nate was downstairs, staying at the house for a few days to observe Braston. Molly thought about going to him, but as soon as she stood up, her legs failed her, leaving her confused. Even so, she pushed herself to run after Nate.“Wait... Vista...” Braston tried to warn her, but failed when he saw that she'd come out wrapped in the sheet without any clothes underneath.“Nate, please!” Molly shouted from the top of the stairs. Nate was standing with the door open, talking to one of the men. Seeing Molly's situation, he slammed the door in the man's face so he wouldn't see her.“Shit, Braston's going to kill someone today...” muttered Nate as he ran up the stairs to the girl wrapped in the sheet.“I think h
Last Updated : 2025-02-07I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. chapter.1
Wrapped in secrets and dangers, Molly was raised in a rare manner for someone growing up within the mafia, like a donkey oblivious to any danger, I would say. At 17, the youngest of Caio and Matheus, professional killers in service to the late Don Teodoro who was all the trouble there, she was an enigma to her brothers. Despite growing up in the shadow of crime, she remained oblivious to the family's business, an innocence that deeply worried them. Raised in isolation, Molly was a young woman of medium height, adorned with long brown hair framing her angelic face. Her eyes, though carrying the naivety of youth, concealed a sharp intelligence and uncommon insight. It was as if, behind the facade of an inexperienced young woman, there existed a perceptive soul ready to blossom. As the daughter of the mafia madam, her mother harbored the desire for her to secure a good man who would protect her within the mafia, much as she had done herself, shaping her into a beautiful, vain, and attra
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Chapter 2:"Daughter, my little flower, could you please step out for a moment? Wait outside," her father kindly requested. Madson's expression darkened as if she suspected it had something to do with her. Without arguing, she left and headed to her mother's room, remaining indifferent to the topic of men."You're not giving her away; neither of us is married, and you can only do that when one of us gets married," Matheus reminded her confidently."You're doing this on purpose!" her father shouted, pounding on the door of the cramped room."Let's just stick to the plan; if we leave now, we won't have to confront anyone.""You can go!" a female voice followed. Matilde opened the door, entered the room, and brought Madson in by the hand."Don't tell me you're still going to work as a pimp?" Matheus asked incredulously."Of course I am! My account was the only one not blocked. If you haven't noticed, I have to support three grown men and my princess, who, by the way, also hasn't had her
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Chapter 4: Until They Let Me Go!"It's unacceptable to see you going to that place alone, you're only 17, barely able to defend yourself!" her father admonished vehemently."Family..." Matilde murmured with her head down, apprehensive. Everyone stared at her, waiting to understand what was wrong. "There's something else you don't know..." she bit her lip, lacking the courage to speak."What are you trying to say?" Lincoln asked suspiciously, shifting his attention to his wife."Someone has to go there, we have no other choice. The card, the money... the passports, everything was left behind in the rush," she commented with heavy breath."We have no one else here but us," Caio added."Lisaura is trustworthy," Matheus pondered."She is, but the safe only opens by fingerprint and... the only ones with registered fingerprints are me and Madson," Matilde concluded."Then it's settled! I'll go get what's needed," Molly offered without hesitation, as if she were a soldier ready for battle."
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The next day, the same old story repeated itself. Matheus was adamant about not letting her go, while Lincoln stayed updated on the hunt, soon the whole family agreed except Matheus, still after much torment from Molly he agreed and allowed her to go."So I can solve this with that assassin instead of Lisaura and get the ring," she thought as the second possibility in case the first one didn't work out."Tomorrow early in the morning, you leave, it's the safe hour, Mom! Make sure to dress her in more decent clothes than that rustic low-cut dress, do we have a peasant at home? She can't go like that and look like a male fetish," Matheus asserted."What's a fetish?" Molly asked confused."That's why you shouldn't go like that," he warned, indifferent.The sun hadn't even risen yet, and Madson was already up wandering around the house anxiously, her brother was no longer in the room, often she heard noises in the arsenal room they had made in the basement, her brother Caio still slept as
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"The way I always wanted.""Fabrízio… Please…" Molly pleaded, murmuring with tearful eyes in response to the mixture of pain and pleasure."Not yet, not now…" he sighed, savoring the intoxicating sensation without moving. "I'm going carefully…" he whispered gently, kissing her cheek. "Try to relax, I want you to surrender to me this time," he requested, kissing her lips slowly, finally releasing her hands, which now wrapped around his shoulders. A muffled moan escaped her lips in response to his first movement inside her. "Let the pain turn into pleasure…" he sighed with pleasure, making her feel every inch of him invading her over and over until her whimpers turned into moans of pleasure."You are incredibly delicious, Molly," he murmured, lifting his body with slow and precise movements. His eyes roamed over every curve of her body, from her full breasts to her legs, before locking onto her parted, panting lips. He held her by the waist, his strong fingers pressing against her soft
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Chapter 40: Jeff Intimidates Molly"He's much better! In three days, he didn't need the medication anymore, and his body is already getting rid of the poison," Nate explained to Jeff, his nervousness evident in every word."Hesitating, Nate?" Jeff asked seriously, staring at each of them with distrust. Molly stood close to Braston, observing everything attentively, trying to stay calm."No, sir..." Nate stammered, while Mustafá looked away, clearing his throat."You are my trusted men; you know how things work. I spoke with Matheus. Did you warn him?" Jeff asked, and they all exchanged glances. "I went there as soon as I heard about the poisoned knife. He doesn't know Braston was hurt, which means he wasn't the one who injured him," he added darkly. Molly had never seen Mustafá so afraid."Molly! Come here!" Jeff ordered angrily. Nate stared at him, frozen. Neither of them knew what to do. After all, he was the boss; they couldn't confront him because of Braston, who was below him in
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Cap. 39: Much More Than a StabMolly, upon seeing Braston unconscious and writhing in pain, ran desperately down the stairs. Finding Mustafá, she begged him for help, her voice filled with panic:"Mustafá, please! Come quickly, I need you!""But what happened, Miss Molly?" Mustafá asked, following her with hurried steps."I... I’m so sorry..." she murmured, slowly opening the door to reveal Braston’s body."What the hell happened here?" Mustafá shouted, rushing to help Braston, who was lying unconscious. With Molly's help, he placed him on the bed. "Molly, explain to me!""I'm sorry..." she sobbed, hysterical, while Mustafá looked around the room and found the knife on the floor and Molly’s hands stained with blood."You..." he murmured, advancing toward her. Within seconds, Molly was cornered against the door, her back pressed against the wood, as Mustafá strangled her with both hands, choking her screams for help."Mustafá... let her go... let go..." Braston pleaded weakly, regainin
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Chapter 38: Accidental StabbingThe house was in chaos. Before Matheus could reach Braston’s office, where he sat unbothered, Braston had simply picked up a tranquilizer dart gun and placed it on the desk. He remained silent, waiting for his visitor, knowing he wouldn’t need to hunt him down.His soldiers tried to stop Matheus, but they couldn’t hold him back. Matheus was monstrous, as if the soldiers were mere puppets."So? Hiding, are we?" Matheus asked, kicking the door open with such force that the lock shattered."Keep the house in order. I hate mess. The door wasn’t even locked," Braston muttered indifferently, standing up."You know what I’ve come to do, don’t you?" Matheus asked, a sly smile on his lips."She’s mine. What are the odds of little brother winning over little sister?" Braston mocked, laughing. "I didn’t know you were into incest. How do you think Molly will feel when she finds out the man she saw as her protective brother wants her as a woman? You should’ve stoppe
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Cap. 37: Misunderstanding ResolvedUpon leaving the hospital, Braston directed his gaze towards the car. There was Molly, sitting in the back seat, still crying. She was leaning against the closed window. A wave of guilt and remorse hit him hard."Did she try anything?" Braston asked the security guard, his voice heavy with tension."No, sir, she went straight to the car and stayed there without protesting.""Then you didn’t need to touch her, right?" Braston growled, jealousy burning in his eyes, leaving the man confused and scared."No, sir! She went to the car and stayed there just like you’re seeing." The security guard trembled, his soul nearly leaving his body. He knew he could die right there."Transfer the prostitute." Braston said, his eyes still fixed on the car, watching Molly under his sunglasses. "You know where to send her. Make it quick and clean, I don’t want to hear her name." He ordered and walked towards Molly, who, upon seeing him, moved to the other seat, distanci
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Chapter 36: Meeting Lisaura and Eloah"Lisaura!" Molly exclaimed from the doorway as she caught sight of her agitated friend. But before she could run to embrace her, Braston tightened his grip on her hand, stopping her."What is it?" she asked, confused, glancing at Lisaura's state. "What happened? Did you torture her?" she questioned discreetly, almost accusing him."Not this time," he replied calmly, unfazed by her tone. "How could I bring her here for you to see after torturing her with my own hands?""But... she was in your domain, wasn’t she?" Molly stammered."It wasn’t me!" he whispered harshly, leaning closer to her ear. Realizing he didn’t want more questions like that, Molly pressed her lips together, uneasy. Braston kept her still by his side, preventing her from getting closer to Lisaura, who hesitated to approach them."Can I go talk to her?" Molly finally asked, lifting her eyes to meet his. Braston pulled her closer, holding her head against his chest."Should I trust
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"Chapter 35: First Insecurity" Molly, cautious, chose to wait. Acting impulsively would be a mistake. Observing Braston and his actions in the women’s organization was crucial. A skeptical smile formed on her lips as she thought about how much she cared for that man she once hated so much. The fear of what he might be doing, especially if it involved her family, still consumed her. She knew Braston’s ruthlessness. Two days passed without any contact—not even a phone call. With each passing day, Molly's anguish grew. Meanwhile, Braston was focused on finding Matheus. The man had escaped the mafia and gone into hiding, gathering the surviving assassins of Teodoro. Matheus, on the other hand, was monitoring Braston. He had discovered the location of his rival’s house and was planning to invade it to reclaim Molly and the baby. For that, he needed to gather enough men to face the heavily guarded property. “Do you have any idea where he might be?” Braston asked Mustafá, his ten
