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Thirty-Nine: Trouble.
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Mafia’s Property. Forty: Trouble (2)
Natalia’s POV:The moment the champagne splashed across his face and suit, I knew I was done for. But he started it! “How dare you speak to me like that?” I hissed, refusing to cower and show fear even as my chest heaved with the adrenaline of confrontation. The stunned expression on his face would have been funny under a different circumstance. Gianpaolo’s gaze flickered from me to his suit and back to me, he got up slowly, taking a napkin from the table to wipe his face, his hard gaze never leaving mine. My heart pounded as his calm composure snapped, replaced by something dark and predatory.Shit.I had to get away. Now. I shouldn't have entertained him in the first place! I turned to move, eager to get as far away from him as possible but his hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of my hair, halting my movement. Pain radiated across my scalp and my eyes burned with tears as I stumbled, crashing against the edge of the table. It fell, with a loud crash, sending plates and glasses to
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-20Mafia’s Property. Forty-One: Trouble (3)
Natalia’s POV:Behind me, I felt Gianpaolo stiffen as we all watched Carlo walk out of the hall. My chest tightened, a wave of anger and humiliation swelling inside me. “Carlo!” Caterina barked at his retreating form. “Carlo! Non puoi lasciare che Gianpaolo la uccida!” Her sharp voice cracked through the tension. {You can't just let Gianpaolo kill her!}But he didn't stop, didn't look back, not even Enzo or the other guards who followed him behind. Caterina whirled around. “Alfredo.” She moved toward the older man who had asked Carlo to tell his men to lower their guns. “You can put a stop to this, Carlo did as you had asked. It is only right that Gianpaolo releases the girl and not try to insult Carlo by asking him to kneel!”I wasn't expecting him to kneel before his rival, no, absolutely not. But to have walked out the way he did… the cruel way he'd spoken as if I were no more than an object. A property. “Yes, it’s an insult to ask that of Don Carlo,” Alfredo cut her off. “But t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-21Mafia’s Property. Forty-Two: Bend Over.
Natalia's POV:“You want me to bend over your knees?” I asked incredulously.No way he'd asked me that, not right now when I was fuming with anger—not like my body got the memo though. The way he'd commanded me had my body humming with need already. “I will not repeat myself,” Carlo said in a clipped tone.And I took a few small steps toward him, my heart pounding as I approached the desk.Why was I agreeing to this again? I didn't refuse, didn't put up a fight.Embarrassing.My pace was slow, probably too slow for him, judging by the way the muscle on his jaw twitched. I felt like a prey approaching a predator, but I couldn't stop myself.The moment I was within his reach, his arm shot out, wrapping firmly around my waist. In one swift motion, he pulled me forward. And a startled gasp escaped me as he bent me over his knee. What was he doing? Heat coursed through my body, pooling between my legs, and I couldn't comprehend how just being near him could make me feel this way.I go t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-22Mafia’s Property. Forty-Three: Please, Let Me Come.
Natalia's POV:And like the sadistic fuck I knew he was, he denied me orgasm.I whined at the loss of his fingers in me and that earned me another sharp slap on my ass. One isolated from the previous and continuous onslaught, so this one stung. Hard.“You don't get to come, not without my permission,” His order was sharp and clear. “And don't whine.”Oh God, I was sure I was going to die from denied orgasm. “Carlo… please, let me come,” I pleaded as sweetly as possible. “I promise, I will be a good girl.” I felt his cock twitch against my mid-section and a smile tugged on my lips. He liked that.Good.Because I needed him to make me come.But my heart sank as Carlo pulled my dress down, my sensitive skin burning against the smooth fabric.“Carlo—”He pulled me upright, letting me fall to my knees next to his chair. My hair cascaded down my back, some of it sticking to the back of my neck which was drenched with sweat despite the air con in the room.Carlo pushed a few strands away f
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-23Mafia’s Property. Forty‐Four: Vineyards.
Carlo's POV: I had left her room feeling satisfied. I didn't understand what it was but after hearing Gianpaolo talk about her in the manner in which he had, a possessiveness I didn't know I had in me awakened. She was mine. Mine to use as I pleased. And it felt like the more I touched her, the more I found out how sensitive. dark, and twisted she was, the more my cock got hard for her. She was walking sex, with full tits, curvy prominent hips and round bubbly butt. I cursed under my breath, recalling how she had swirled her tongue over my cock. She clearly had no experience and that most probably was her first time sucking a cock but her mouth on me felt so fucking good. I could not deny that was the best mouth I've ever had my cock into, in my thirty-four years of living. Would her pussy be equally as tight? Would it squeeze tight around my cock if I pushed it in? “Fuck,” I groaned, scrubbing a hand down my face. Was this what she had reduced me to? A man who fantasized a
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-24Mafia’s Property. Forty-Five: Vineyards (2)
Natalia's POV: “Jesus! You fucking idiot,” I whispered harshly as my poor heart slammed repeatedly against my ribcage. My eyes narrowed at Alessandro as I snatched my hand away. “Why would you scare me like that?” “Sorry,” he said, still grinning. Like any of this was funny. “I just didn't want to call your name and alert anyone.” “Okay…” I trailed off when a thought struck me. “You've been here?” My eyes grew wide. Chuckling, he scratched his head. “Yeah.” My heart stuttered. “Like… like the whole time?” “Yes.” My hands flew to my face, groaning as I felt a wave of embarrassment washed over me. “This is embarrassing.” My words were muffled by hands but he heard me anyway. “Not at all,” he snorted. “It was hot as fuck.” “Hot as fuck?” My nose scrunched up. “You sick perv. Why were you snooping around?” I hissed as my embarrassment morphed into irritation. “I wasn't snooping,” he protested, frowning. “I asked the maid to tell you to meet me here as soon as the lunc
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-25Mafia’s Property. Forty-Six: Meeting With The Heads.
Carlo's POV: I was reviewing some documents and business deals when I felt eyes burning into the side of my head. Without turning my head. “What?” I sighed exasperatedly A low chuckle escaped him. “I'm just curious,” Enzo replied. My brows lifted as I finally turned to face him. “Curious about what?” Clasping his palms together, he leaned forward against my desk. “So you've been fucking Antonio's daughter. That was fast.” “I haven't fucked her. Not yet,” I replied in a dismissive tone, hoping he'd drop the conversation. But of course, he doesn't. If there was anything being friends with him for over fifteen years had taught me is that Enzo didn’t let things go until he was satisfied. “Well, from what I've heard,” he began. “You've been fucking her. You honestly don't have to penetrate her with your cock—” “Cristo santo,” I cut him off sharply. “Is this the work we ought to be doing now? Discussing my bedroom activities?” Enzo ignored my warning glare, resuming
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-25Mafia’s Property. Forty-Seven: Gelato
Carlo's POV: My brows dipped as a frown clouded my features. “Are you suggesting that I remarry, Alfredo?” The old bastard stared up at me, lips pursed into a thin line, he nodded. “Cazzata!” I growled. {Nonsense} He held his hand up. “Listen, that is a good suggestion and as much as you may not agree with it, what Nicolò said was true. Your son ran away and that doesn't look good for your character, it portrays you as ‘weak’ soon our rivals would think we are disorganized and weak. You know a presiding leader should always have an heir.” I thrust my hands into the pockets of my slacks, my eyes darting from one man to the next. I had fought to be Capo at age nineteen, I had killed and lost a lot to get here, to earn my spot. At twenty-four I became the youngest leader of the family against all odds. I'd be damned if I let these bastards question my credibility, my strength, my authority. Left to me I'd have wiped them off a long time ago, I had no problem doing that.
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Mafia’s Property. AUTHOR’S NOTE.
Hi, y'all. Happy new month💗! I know chapter updates have been on hold for over a week now, and I sincerely apologize for that 🙏 I needed some time off for school and other stuff, but I'm back now. Updates resume any day from now, thank you so much for your patience💗And for the repeated chapters, I'm sorry and I will make it up to you. I do not take your support for granted 🥹💗 Love y'all 🫶🏻
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Four:
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & EIGHTY-NINE: Natalia's POV: My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the big hand resting on my waist and I stiffened.Carlo?Carefully and slowly, I turned around coming face to face with a sleeping Carlo. Like this, he looked so peaceful and even more gorgeous. So he came back to bed, cuddling with me. I thought. I could stay like this for hours—days—and not move, I love being in his arms like this, I love being this close to him. For the next ten minutes or so, I lay quietly, until his eyelashes fluttered open revealing those gorgeous eyes to me.“You're awake,” he mumbled in a deep, throaty voice and I smiled.“Yes,” I whispered. “I was watching you sleep,” I said before I could stop myself, almost like my mouth had no filter.He smiled. “You enjoy watching me sleep?” Maybe more than I'd like to admit. “I don't know,” I lied, avoiding his eyes. “I'm thirsty, could you move your arm?” “Don't stress yourself, I'll get water for you,” he i
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Three
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY:Angela's POV: HOURS EARLIER….Rueben was finally getting better and Camilla said his infections were gone. I couldn't stand being close to him like this out of guilt but I couldn't leave his side either. Of course, being the man he was, he didn't blame me, in fact, he was relieved I had gotten home safe. Can you believe it?I was the reason he almost died and he was worried about me?‘Tell him what happened and watch if he'd still care about you,’ A voice mocked in my head and I shut my eyes tightly to make it go away.Every day was an internal battle with my head and heart. Do I tell him or not? I know if I didn't there would be no way of him knowing since none of the people who already knew were going to spill it anyways.But it was eating me up inside. No one knew how I kept reliving that day every time I shut my eyes, no one knew how I kept looking behind me. How could they tell I could still feel those bastards moving in and out of my mouth?They
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-One:
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-ONE: Carlo's POV: My knees buckled. I can count on a single hand the number of times I've felt this way. Helpless, frightened, powerless.“Don't you dare lay a finger on her!” I barked, my voice trembling. “I can't promise that, Carlo,” the bastard drawled. “Your cooperation determines how this goes. If you do as I say, she gets to walk free, unharmed.” “What do you want?” I gritted, grabbing my phone so hard it was a surprise it didn't Crack. “Name your price.”“You, Carlo?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “You're the prize.” This fucking bastard. “Fine!” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Enzo shaking his head, saying no but my mind was made up. “You will come to the location I've just sent you,” he ordered. “Come alone, Carlo. I don't need any of your minions, just you. You in exchange for your whore.” I didn't wait for any more babbling from me, I hung up, checking the location he sent as Enzo walked up to me.“You can't go there alo
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety:
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY:Angela's POV: HOURS EARLIER….Rueben was finally getting better and Camilla said his infections were gone. I couldn't stand being close to him like this out of guilt but I couldn't leave his side either. Of course, being the man he was, he didn't blame me, in fact, he was relieved I had gotten home safe. Can you believe it?I was the reason he almost died and he was worried about me?‘Tell him what happened and watch if he'd still care about you,’ A voice mocked in my head and I shut my eyes tightly to make it go away.Every day was an internal battle with my head and heart. Do I tell him or not? I know if I didn't there would be no way of him knowing since none of the people who already knew were going to spill it anyways.But it was eating me up inside. No one knew how I kept reliving that day every time I shut my eyes, no one knew how I kept looking behind me. How could they tell I could still feel those bastards moving in and out of my mouth?They
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eighty-Nine: Indoor Date.
Natalia's POV: My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the big hand resting on my waist and I stiffened.Carlo?Carefully and slowly, I turned around coming face to face with a sleeping Carlo. Like this, he looked so peaceful and even more gorgeous. So he came back to bed, cuddling with me. I thought. I could stay like this for hours—days—and not move, I love being in his arms like this, I love being this close to him. For the next ten minutes or so, I lay quietly, until his eyelashes fluttered open revealing those gorgeous eyes to me.“You're awake,” he mumbled in a deep, throaty voice and I smiled.“Yes,” I whispered. “I was watching you sleep,” I said before I could stop myself, almost like my mouth had no filter.He smiled. “You enjoy watching me sleep?” Maybe more than I'd like to admit. “I don't know,” I lied, avoiding his eyes. “I'm thirsty, could you move your arm?” “Don't stress yourself, I'll get water for you,” he insisted, pulling away as he rose to
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eighty-Eight:
Carlo's POV: I don't know what I'm feeling, but I can't say I didn't understand it either. I do and that's what terrifies me. I might be overreacting, freaking out because I was slowly realizing that things have completely changed for me, that my normal was now a completely different thing. And I see it now, what Camilla had been trying to tell me, Enzo too. But how could this have happened? When did the lines get blurred? How did I get here? It's just been months, how didn't I see this coming?“Don?” My head snapped up at Enzo's voice. How hadn't I heard him come in? “Enzo,” I muttered, watching as he closed the door behind him and walked in. “You're up late.” He pulled out the chair from across me and lowered onto it. “Yes, I had to round up some things,” he laced his fingers. “I noticed you walking aimlessly in the garden before coming here. Are you okay?” I should tell him, shouldn't I?He understood me better and was my most trusted man.I heaved a sigh rubbing a finger o
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eighty-Seven: Complicated.
Natalia's POV: “Are you asleep?” Carlo asked, his fingers toying with my hair was already taking me there…“No.” We lay together on his bed, after a good round of sex, we'd showered together and now, I had my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me.A beat passed. “How do you feel about going to university?” Huh?!I jerked up to look at him. “I don't understand.” He smiled, and pulled me back down to his chest. “I don't know, I just thought you might want that. Maybe after you've had the baby or maybe you can start now,” he shrugged. “I heard even pregnant women attend university these days. Anyone you're comfortable with is fine.” Wait…. Am I dreaming?“You're for real?” I asked carefully.“When have I ever joked about something so serious, monella?” He planted a kiss on my hair. “I'm serious about this, you can attend university if you want. I don't know if I'm wrong, but it was your dream, yes? To go to school. I do not want to take that away from you…” he trailed off
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eighty-Six: Adorably amusing :)
Natalia's POV: I'm easy and cheap. I thought to myself as I melted against his bare chest. His arms came around me, holding me so close as if he was trying to merge us together and for a moment, we just stood like that. And then one hand came up to my hair, stroking it gently.“You confuse me,” he murmured. “I do not know what to do with you, how to deal with..” He trailed off and I was tempted to ask him to continue but I didn't want to ruin the moment.“I didn't mean to ignore you,” he continued. “And you're right, I should've communicated better. I guess I didn't think it was important… I …I.. I've never done this…”This? What did he mean by that? “I'll do better, monella,” He whispered softly. “I'm sorry.” He didn't have to keep saying sorry because I'd forgiven him the moment he held me back. You see? Easy and cheap. But then, he was apologizing wasn't he? Didn't that mean I was a little bit important to him?‘Because of the baby!’ A little voice in my head snapped and I
