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Keeping The Mafia Princess
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"Ow," she exclaims when the first stroke of my belt slashes across her bare ass, whimpering with her eyes closed. I set the belt down and rubbed the rapidly reddening spot with my left palm, enjoying the way she moans in pleasure. "You like it, don't you?" I tease. "Yes. Yes...Seb..." I take the belt and whip her again. And again and again. Each time, her moans rising higher, her body jerking violently, turning me on. Through my peripheral vision, I could see her father standing by the door, his jaw on the floor. "No...no, no..." I hear him wail. This is just the beginning. I intend to fuck her cute, little pussy next. While he's still watching. - She was promised to him for one night only. To lay off a debt. But Sebastian Sturm wanted her forever. Carmen Gracia is given to ruthless Mafia Don Sebastian Sturm for a one-night only exclusive by her domineering father to lay off his debt. But when he father fails to keep to his end of the bargain, she's in trouble. Sebastian plans to show her what it means to belong to him, and if he must spank her silly to achieve that, he will. This is a dark romance + BDSM read. If such themes offends you deeply, please try out another book.
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Keeping The Mafia Princess SIX
CARMENThere were several other ugly words running through my mind regarding the brazen Amer-i-can besides asshole, but it would do for now. This commanding man named Sebastian thought he could come to my country under my father’s roof and demand that he be allowed a taste. Of me. I was over being shocked, the only emotion remaining utter rage.I could scratch out Sebastian’s eyes with my little pinky.Unfortunately, he was also without a doubt one of the most attractive men I’d ever seen: luxurious dark hair cresting just below his shirt collar, skin the color of rich almond milk, and a body handpicked by some glorious creature from the heavens. The mere thought of him alone created a damp spot on my lace panties, the tone of his deep baritone voice forcing my nipples into hard peaks.“Where are we going?” I demanded as he took my hand, leading me to the expensive sports car. If the man was trying to impress me, he’d failed in every attempt.Well, almost. The feel of his chiseled mus
Keeping The Mafia Princess FIVE
SEBASTIENCarmen.Her lovely name rolled off my tongue, her hourglass figure spawning desires involving dark and heinous acts. She obviously had no understanding of who she'd been sold off to for a night, her haughty attitude and rebellious demeanor intriguing. After a few heated words spouted off by Santiago, the girl had obviously acquiesced, now waiting patiently just outside the front door.She'd changed attire, the flaming crimson dress much more to my liking yet still accentuating the beauty God had given her. Her long hair was fastened in a loose ponytail, the luxurious strands glistening in the glowing candlelight. As she stood with one hand on her cocked hip, she glanced everywhere across the expansive landscape but in my direction.I was forced to admit that breaking her would be far too exciting.Neither my cock nor my desires would be denied.I eased out of the rented Ferrari, taking my time as I sauntered in her direction. As I moved up the stairs, she yawned, waiting a s
Keeping The Mafia Princess FOUR
SEBASTIENI held my breath as well as the nasty words ready to spew from my mouth. For all my bravado, the man had taken back the upper hand. To refuse would be considered a slap of the man's honor. He was offering his most precious gift, one I would be required to accept. I knew right then that one day, I would indeed gut the heartless pig, enjoying every moment of watching him writhe in pain."No, Papa. No hare esto!" she hissed."English, daughter. Our guest prefers English and you will honor him in every manner that he requires. Is that understood?""Fine. I will not do this," she repeated. "He is a repugnant man, disgusting in every manner."Santiago confronted her, lifting the hand holding the cigar in a manner to suggest backhanding her.Bristling, I unbuttoned my jacket, walking closer and making certain the asshole noticed the Beretta positioned in my waistband. "There is no need for violence, Santiago. I'm certain that Carmen will enjoy my company for one evening only."She
Keeping The Mafia Princess THREE
SEBASTIENInhaling, his nostrils flared from the rage creeping into his system. I enjoyed keeping a man on edge. "I'm listening.""Excellent. The deal is that I will allow you to provide party favors within the city limits of Miami, but under my direction and with a forty percent finder's fee.""That's outrageous!"I didn't even blink, merely keeping my stare dark and cold. "Then I guess our business is concluded here and I assure you that I have various maritime officials on my payroll. They will be notified to look carefully for any boat coming from two hundred miles in the proximity of Cuba. Oh, and the deal for the cigars? Unfortunately, that will be eliminated as well. I can also assure you that if you attempt to undermine my family or my operations, I will destroy you. I think you are well aware of my capabilities.""How. Dare. You."I took another sip of cognac, another puff then closed the distance, taking my time placing the glass on the table, stubbing out the cigar. Then I
Keeping The Mafia Princess TWO
SEBASTIENHavana, CubaRevenge.I'd been called soulless, among other things, my penchant for the taste of blood almost as powerful as my hunger for passion. However, the only thing on my mind at this moment was snuffing out an inconsequential fool. I took a deep breath, attempting to restore my calm resolve.I'd killed a man. While the act wasn't something I engaged in often, the fact I had blood on my hands, a stain that would never go away, wasn't far from my mind. And the man I'd spent the last three hours with was the reason.Music, the soul and breath of life. While I enjoyed music in the background, I'd never been one to follow an artist or give a shit. The duo of piano and cello was exquisite, the notes bold and haunting, intoxication for my ears. I took a deep breath, staring out at the rolling ocean waters, content at least for the moment. Even the scents of native flowers, white ginger and jasmine, were a powerful aphrodisiac.If I were here for anything but business.I was
Keeping The Mafia Princess ONE
SEBASTIENThe sound of my footsteps as I walked across the thick mosaic tile echoed in my ears. I was in no hurry, my Capos securing the asshole without issue. The sweet fragrance of basil and oregano filtered into my nostrils while the stench of stale cigarettes assaulted my senses, the Italian restaurant considered a favorite for several of my soldiers. What few customers remained scuttled away like rats, my reputation preceding me.The owner barely acknowledged my presence, merely going about his closing duties, but I could tell the man was nervous by the sweat stains pooling under his arms. Everyone feared my arrival. And they should.After all, I was a man without patience. I also had no conscience.Even before taking over the majority of operations from my father, I'd been considered dangerous on several levels. Oddly enough, I prided myself on fairness and decency. Tonight, there would be only retribution.I pushed my palm against the kitchen door, disgusted by the amount of gr
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