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2025-01-07 19:59:16Vincenzo's POV
The moment he sat on my lap and then kissed me, I could already feel my dick twitch. I hope he doesn't regret it, but even if he did, it's too late.There was no going back.
Ten minutes later, we were in my private hotel room. I unlocked the door with my card and then carried him in. As I used a leg to lock the door behind me, I pressed him against it, and, not giving him time to breathe, I smashed my lips on his. I entered his mouth by sucking on his lips and biting his tongue, which caused me to gasp. My tongue swept across his mouth as if I were inspecting my territory, and he tasted like whisky. Then I took hold of his tongue and sucked and played with it, making him groan, turning me on. Slowly I left his mouth and kissed his neck; then, my hand impatiently opened his shirt to reveal his chest. I looked at him with a smirk, then bit his nipple, making him yelp in pain. I stepped back up to give him another kiss, but this time with more force. I smirkd as I felt his hands going down to my dick. “Look at me!” I ordered, and he looked up with his lidded eyes and his sexy, opened lips, which made my eyes darken as I thought about so many ways to make him suffer for seducing me. I swallowed hard, then pushed him down, which surprised him, but I ignored his confused gaze and looked at him coldly and indifferently. I bent down and touched his lips, then inserted my two fingers into his hot mouth and nodded my head. He appeared to comprehend my gesture as he closed his lips around it and then sucked it. I closed my eyes as I imagined what it would feel like to have my dick inside his mouth and make him fucking suck me. Then I didn’t hesitate as I felt him push out his tongue and lick my fingers sexily. “I don’t need to show mercy to a slut!” And not even a minute passed before I was shoving my dick into his awaiting mouth. I gripped his hair, observing him choke as I filled his mouth with my sperm. I watched with indifference and didn’t wait for him before removing his head and then slamming it in again. “Mmhm.” His muffled voice sounded as he held my lap to steady himself, but I didn’t wait for him to get comfortable; all I needed right now was to fucking release. Then I started moving. I felt his tongue and gum clench my genitalia, causing my body to tremble in sensation. Additionally, I felt his mouth clench my genitalia. “Fuck! Arg! Yes! Take it all in… You FUCKING HUNGRY SLUT!” I cursed as I felt adrenaline rush through my body. My brain went blank when he removed my dick from his mouth, then used his teeth to scratch my tip, then used his tongue to lick it. I almost went crazy; my body shivered in fire. This was not enough! I want him! I want to fuck him! Fuck humans, make him scream, and I did as I thought without preparing him; I dragged him to the bed and made him turn his back toe as he went on all fours. Then I slapped his ass and pulled down both his trousers and briefs, and when I saw his white ass—Darm! You whore! I swallowed and caressed his ass before spanking it. He groaned and shook his head as if asking for more. I licked my lips, and my eyes turned red and crazy. My only thought was to thrust my long dick into his ass. So I separated his ass to reveal his pink and tight asshole. I groaned as I looked at it; my dick was already twitching and hurrying me, so I inserted my one finger into it, and he wiggled under me. “Hmph!” He snorted, and then, by himself, he started moving on my finger, so I inserted another and then another. I watched his ass bounce on my fingers, and I could feel the sensation; I felt the fire in my body. “You are by ar better than my asshole ex-boyfriend!” He moaned when I spanked his ass again. Then he continued, “And my father! That controlling man wouldn’t have an idea what I am doing now! he would be so mad... his son is fucking a stranger, a night before his arranged marriage” .I couldn't help but wonder who his father was.
“What’s your name?” I asked with my fingers still pumping in. “ Hayden! Hayden Mortell! Would you believe it?! The son of Victor Mortell is fucking a stranger!” I froze instantly upon hearing his words. My brain went blank. What the fuck!A Mortell?! My enemy?!
I looked at his back; then my eyes went cold as I held my erect long dick. I then opened his ass, and without giving him time to prepare, I slammed it inside him!
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I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 004
Hayden's POV~I woke in a strange surroundings, my head throbbing and my throat parched. Above me, the ceiling was high and ornate with accents of gold, catching the sun through the windows. Last night's events rolled back into place.Jason. Marcus. Betrayal.The bar.And then him.A heat wave blasted through me as fragmented images of the night flooded my mind. My face burned with shame. I could see myself climbing onto his lap, pressing my lips against his. I could feel his hands gripping my waist, hear the low groan he'd made when I—I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "What the hell did I do?”My body ached in places it never had ached before. A dull throbbing between my legs made it painful to sit up with. I shifted just a little and felt another flash of sharper pain. "Ow! Damn it!" I hissed and let myself drop onto the bed.That was when I saw the note.The note was folded in half on the bedside table. I hesitated for a moment before picking it up, my heart pounding in my
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-07I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 005
~Vincenzo's POV~The doors opened, and the slam shook through the room, cutting off the hum of voices. I walked in, flanked by my men, guns glinting under the golden light of the chandelier. In a beat, the heavy air changed.Seven pairs of eyes turned my way. Surprise, confusion, and dread painted their faces, but none interested me. My gaze landed on him.Hayden.He stood off to the side, head bowed, clutching the pen as if it weighed a hundred pounds. Our eyes met the moment he lifted his head, and recognition dawned in his wide, tear-streaked eyes.He froze, lips parted in a silent gasp. He saw the guns then, and I saw his slight tremble that ran over his frame."Come here," I barked, a voice slicing the silence like a blade.Hayden blinked fast, chest rising, his head bowed in front of me, gazing up and shaking his head so little. Fists clamping down tight onto his hips."No," the man stammered but proudly.I grinned crookedly. Stubborn even now. My boys tensed, but I waved a han
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-07I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 006
Hayden's POVIt had been over an hour since the chaotic, surreal scene at my supposed wedding. The image kept replaying in my head like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.Guests gasping in shock, my father’s cold, stoic face as he practically handed me over like a pawn in some twisted deal.The black SUV hummed steadily beneath me as it sped away from the disaster I left behind. Two of Vincenzo’s bodyguards sat in the front, their presence silent but intimidating.Their dark suits and earpieces made them look more like secret agents than criminals.Beside me, Vincenzo sat with the calm, composed authority of a man who always gets what he wants. The subtle scent of his expensive cologne mingled with the smell of leather seats, and it was making my stomach churn. I forced myself to stare out of the tinted window, watching the blur of city lights fade into distant hills.My thoughts were chaotic. How could my father do this to me? Did he even care about what would happen to me? I didn
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-02I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 007
Hayden’s POVIt was already 7:00 a.m.“What a night,” I thought to myself as I lay stretched out across the plush mattress.The early sunlight filtered through gauzy curtains, casting long shadows over the rumpled sheets. Even as I tried to savor the warm embrace of sleep, memories of the previous night ran through my mind. Each one so…intense.Every detail flashed before my eyes like a movie. The way Vincenzo’s gaze burned into me, the rough caress of his hand, the heady mixture of desire and danger.I closed my eyes at the memory, a smile curling on my lips.The sensation of his touch, so commanding and yet so tender, had left me both trembling and yearning for more. There was something raw and undeniably intoxicating about Vincenzo—his presence a dangerous magnet pulling me into a world where I could lose myself. Where I wanted to.After a long, reflective moment, I reluctantly pushed aside the soft covers.The memory of last night still clung to me like a delicate perfume I wasn’t
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-03I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 008
~Hayden’s POV~My mind was a whirlwind as I descended the sweeping staircase, my thoughts tumbling over one another. Every step toward Vincenzo seemed to echo with the uncertainty of my own desires and fears.I couldn’t help but wonder aloud, “Who came to get me? Was it my father?”The question, though softly spoken, carried the weight of a life I might have once known—a life free from the complications of desire and danger.Vincenzo’s response was curt, laced with possessiveness as if the answer was meant to dispel any lingering hope of escape. “It was no one. No one is coming to get you. You are mine and mine alone.”His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of terror and thrill that made my heart pound uncontrollably.In that moment, I realized that I should have felt trapped, suffocated by the gravity of his claim. Instead, I found myself inexplicably drawn deeper into his world—a world where I surrendered not only my body but also the fragmented pieces of my soul. It was a dan
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-04I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 009
~Hayden’s POV~I had spent the evening before Vincenzo returned wrestling with my own demons, lying on the couch and staring blankly at the ceiling. The hours of loneliness had been restless, haunted by thoughts I couldn’t quite shake. Rest had been a distant memory, and the thought of facing another day in this intricate web of power and submission had filled me with both dread and a curious sense of anticipation.In the quiet gloom of the late night, I had finally mustered the strength to rise from my place at the couch which had been a fort throughout the day, though every fiber of my being resisted the idea of facing the world.Going upstairs for a brief shower before dinner, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was a punishment for my mistakes or simply another test of my resolve.Just as I entered my room, I heard footsteps approaching with a deliberate cadence. Then a knock came at the door and I paused, my heart quickening its pace, before hastily making my way to open it. Stan
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-05I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 010
~Vincenzo's POV~The meeting room smelled of aged wood, cigars, and tension. The faint hum of conversation died the moment I stepped inside, my shoes thudding against the marble floor. The men seated around the long table were some of the most powerful in the underworld—old friends, enemies forced into peace, and blood relatives bound by duty.At the far end of the room, Maria sat with her arms crossed, her tailored black suit crisp and imposing. She always had a way of commanding attention without saying a word. Her sharp eyes locked on mine as I took my seat at the head of the table, right where our father used to sit before I inherited this burden."You're late," Maria said flatly, tapping manicured fingers on the polished wood."I had business to handle," I replied curtly, thinking briefly of Hayden locked up in Block B. His defiance lingered in my mind, gnawing at me in ways I didn't want to admit.The room was silent for a beat until Don Alberto cleared his throat. He was a barr
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-06I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 011
~Vincenzo’s POV~The mansion loomed in silence as I stepped into my bedroom, the familiar scent of leather and cedar filling the expansive space. The place was still, save for the quiet hum of the old house that had borne witness to so much over the years—the deals, the betrayals, the victories, and the losses. My footsteps echoed through the grand foyer as I made my way to the staircase, but my mind was elsewhere. My thoughts were tangled in the aftermath of the meeting with Maria, the conversation we had had about the future, about the family, and about the responsibilities that weighed heavy on me. But tonight, I had other matters to settle.I had ordered for Hayden to be brought to my room. His defiance—his blatant disregard for my authority—had forced my hand. I wasn’t the kind of man who took insubordination lightly, and Hayden needed to learn that lesson in full.The weight of the day clung to me, and I wanted to shake it off before I dealt with him. I had spent hours in that m
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-07
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I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 064
~Sofia Esposito's POV~ Pfft! I scoffed inwardly at the very thought of getting married to that arrogant man. Vincenzo De Luca—feared by many, ruthless, and unpredictable. He was exactly the kind of man I had spent my whole life avoiding. Yet here I was, being forced into an arranged marriage for the sake of power and alliances. The idea made my skin crawl. I wanted nothing more than to bolt out of this room and forget any of this had ever happened. I sat silently at the dining hall, my hands resting stiffly in my lap as the discussion dragged on. The others—my uncle Federico, Maria De Luca, and the other council members—spoke in hushed yet firm voices about the wedding preparations, discussing everything as if I wasn’t even here, as if I were just a pawn to be moved into place. "So now that we're all in agreement, this meeting is over. We can start making preparations tomorrow," Maria announced, her voice firm, leaving no room for argument. I barely held back an eye roll. Prep
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 063
~Hayden’s POV~I made my way down to the dining hall, my heart pounding in my chest. The atmosphere in the mansion had changed the moment I stepped out of my room. The usual opulence felt suffocating, the weight of the silence pressing down on me like a storm cloud ready to burst. As I got closer to the hall, I could feel the tension rising. It wasn't just the air; it was palpable, the kind of pressure that only comes from a gathering of powerful people.I paused just outside the dining hall, hidden behind one of the grand pillars that lined the corridor. The voices of the council members—an amalgamation of different families—filled the space, but the words were muffled, indistinct from where I stood. It was a murmur of words, of hushed whispers, like the buzzing of bees before an attack. I strained my ears, trying to catch something, anything, that would make sense of this strange gathering.Then, the chatter abruptly stopped. The room quieted, and I felt all eyes focus on the figure
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 062
~Hayden's POV~I sat on his bed, staring at the door as if willing it to open, but it never did. Vincenzo had locked me in, a decision that didn't surprise me at all. He never let me move freely, always keeping me under his control, like a puppet on a string. I could feel the walls closing in on me as I shifted uncomfortably on the soft, smooth bed. I sighed heavily and leaned back, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.The bed was almost too comfortable, and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget where I was, but then the reality of the situation hit me again. This was his bed, his room, and I was just a temporary fixture in his life. I knew I shouldn’t be here, should be looking for a way out, but the thought of leaving—of facing whatever was out there, with him so volatile—made me hesitate. A flicker of concern gnawed at me. There had been something different about him earlier, something I couldn’t quite place. A shift in his mood, like a storm brewing just beneath the surfac
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 061
~Vincenzo’s POV~"Is Hayden here?" I asked, my voice steady, though anticipation curled in my gut like a predator waiting to pounce. "Yes, boss," one of my men replied. "We brought him here just as you asked." I grinned, slow and deliberate, as satisfaction rolled through me. Good. My fingers flexed at my sides as I took a moment to picture him—waiting, likely restless, probably trying to piece together why I had him brought here instead of letting him stay at the hotel. I turned to Alphonso. "Where is he?" "In your room." Perfect. Without another word, I strode through the hallway, the weight of the night shifting into something else entirely—something darker, more enticing. The mansion was silent, save for the faint hum of conversation from the men stationed downstairs. I climbed the stairs with purpose, my mind already envisioning how this would go. Hayden had been testing me, knowingly or not, pushing against the boundaries I’d set. But now, in my space, under my c
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 060
~Vincenzo’s POV~Find a wife.The words echoed in my mind like a sick fucking joke. I scoffed at the thought, my jaw clenching as I leaned back in my chair. A wife. A perfect, obedient, well-bred mafia princess to bear my heirs and strengthen our alliances. It was a leash. A fucking chain meant to control me. But I knew I had no choice. Not anymore. I kept my expression impassive as I glanced around the room. Salvador sat with his usual calm demeanor, his hands folded on the table like he wasn’t orchestrating a complete takeover of my authority. Maria, on the other hand, looked amused—like she was waiting for me to explode. And then there was Nadia, sitting across from me, the woman they’d chosen to put in my place. Fucking ridiculous. "We suggest you pick one from one of the families in the alliance, Vincenzo," Don Salvador said, his voice steady. "It will strengthen our forces and ensure no one dares to cross us." I inhaled deeply through my nose, forcing myself to stay
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 059
~Vincenzo’s POV~The thrill still lingered in my veins, the pleasure of fucking Hayden into submission, of watching him beg and squirm beneath me. It was intoxicating. He looked so fucking good when he was desperate—when he realized there was nowhere to run, no one to save him. The fear in his eyes, the way his body surrendered despite his protests… Fuck, it was a sight I would never tire of. But there was always something to ruin my moments of satisfaction. "Boss." I turned at the familiar voice. Alphonse stood in the doorway, his stance firm, his expression unreadable as always. He was one of my most loyal men—disciplined, sharp, and not one for unnecessary chatter. If he was here, it meant something serious had come up. "What?" I grumbled, adjusting my cuff as I leaned back against the chair. "I have a message for you from your sister," he said smoothly. "She’s requested a meeting at a discreet location. She wants you there immediately." Maria. Of course. That woman n
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 058
~Vincenzo's POV~I locked the door behind me with a sharp click, sealing us inside. The air in the room was thick with tension, and the only sound was Hayden’s unsteady breathing. He stood stiffly, his face bruised and swollen, a testament to the consequences of his actions. Yet, even through the damage, his beauty remained—a twisted contradiction to the betrayal that burned in my chest. I took a step forward, watching him flinch as my presence loomed over him. His reaction sent a rush of satisfaction through me. He should be scared. "You betrayed me." My voice was calm, but the weight of my words sent a shiver through him. Hayden swallowed hard. "Master, I—" "You freed Max," I continued, stepping closer until our faces were mere inches apart. "And you ran away with him. You’re no different from the rest of the cowards who have betrayed me. So tell me, Hayden, why the hell would I treat you any different?" His lips trembled, his hands twitching slightly at his sides. "I didn
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 057
⁓Vincenzo’s pov⁓Hours ago:It wasn’t him.That meant that Hayden was alive.I grit my teeth and sucked in a breath as I looked over the paramedics and police trying to clear the area. Everywhere was chaotic, a background full of death and destruction but none of it mattered to me.All I could think about was how I had been tricked again by that fucker, Max.If Hayden wasn’t at this location then where the fuck was he?And was he alive?"Don," One of my men called my attention. "The council called. They wish to speak with you sir."Not what I fucking wanted right then. I longed to get my gun out and shoot someone. Preferably that fucking bastard called Max.But he wasn’t here.Turning to the man I ordered, "Bernito. Search the area. Search the entire damn city of you have to. Make sure Hayden is found and brought to me. If he’s alive, return him in one piece.""Yes Sir."He was going to regret ever trying to turn against me. I’d teach him a lesson he’d never forget.Walking away from
I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo 056
Hayden’s POVClick.Click.The repetitiveness of that sound was what brought me back to reality. My eyes hurt. Lie.Every part of my body fucking hurt. I groaned softly as I laid on the hard ground listening to the sounds around me as I tried to regain myself.It was a miracle. A miracle that I even fucking survived whatever Max had intended for me.A miracle that I had managed to undo the bindings in time.Suddenly the sounds of sirens filled my ears and I winced as the back of my head felt envy. Groaning as I sat up, my vision blurred a little.Realization filled me as the siren sounds moved closer and closer.I had to leave.Stumbling to my feet I began to move in whatever direction I was facing. I didn’t care how I looked or where I was going as long as the police or whoever was coming didn’t find me here.The night was cold and more than once I shivered as a cool breeze hit my body. My breaths came out in heavy pants and I nearly thought my body would give out from fatigue. But
