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Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 64|Two More
~Rylee~I gulped, dampening my suddenly parched throat. The quick shift in my heartbeat sent blood flowing through every nerve ending of my body. Heart failure.Klaus, in nothing but rugged jeans, stood by the end of the bed, his brawny arms folded in his middle. Unruly dark hair, still damp from the showers, draped like curtains on his forehead. Thick, long lashes circled his dark eyes, scanning my body as I lay helpless in the bed.It didn’t matter that I was still clothed in a shirt and sweatpants. His searing gaze was enough to leave me naked as his eyes glided over my body.I pulled on my hand, wrist restrained separately above my head. A leather cuff circled my wrists, and the chain jiggled against the metal headboard.This wasn’t the same as our honeymoon. His eyes hold bottled emotions I’m afraid to uncover. He was mad, still mad at what I did, and he’s about to show me just how mad he was.“Klaus-“ I choked, but he cut me off with a shake of his head.“You’ll only speak when
Last Updated : 2022-07-08Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 65|I Want To Apologize
~Rylee~The rigid veins of his cock massaged my vaginal walls as he pulled out, painstakingly slow, and drove back in.Klaus smashed his lips against mine, devouring my cries of pleasure and pain as he punctured me with his stiff rod. I coiled my arms around his body; my nails drew blood on his skin with every punishing thrust of his hips.“Still going to defy me, wife?” He mocks, biting my lower lip, towing it.“I… ah! I didn’t defy you, Klaus. I was protecting you,” I finished in between sobs and moans.“Keep thinking like that, mia rosa,” he murmurs in my ears, gripping my wrist and lifting them above my head. Soon I felt another leather cuff binding my hands together.“Klaus-““Shh.” He nibbled my earlobe. “Did I ask you a question?”“N…no.” My insides were still quivering from my previous orgasm. My legs are trembling, and my walls are still too sensitive. I bit down hard on my lip, not wanting to prolong my punishment. His hips took an unforgiving speed, each thrust wilder than
Last Updated : 2022-07-09Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 66|Anchored
~Klaus~“If that’s how you’ll apologize,” I pulled in a sharp breath, pressing my forearm on my sweat-covered forehead, “I don’t mind you making mistakes again, mia rosa.”Rylee, breathing as hard as me, crammed her still trembling body on my side. I drew her closer, pressing a kiss on top of her head. “It’s not that hard to persuade you.”I chuckled. She giggled.I’ve always enjoyed various endeavors inside the bedroom, especially taking control but never giving it up. Rylee raised the bar so high with how she rode me. Her version of cowgirl and reverse cowgirl, coupled with my inability to touch her, heightened the tension in my body. She enjoyed it as much as I did; I can tell just by how she milked me dry, and I’d like a repeat performance when I gathered myself back together.“That’s a first for me, Rose,” I said once my heart rate slowed to its regular thump.“Hm?” she trailed her fingers on my chest, the tips sailing on the dust of hair, which was still damp with my perspiratio
Last Updated : 2022-07-10Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 67|A Process
~Klaus~Whatever dad’s response was, I didn’t hear it. I shoved my phone in my pocket, leaving the line open.Kino, my treacherous cousin, walked to where I was. Five armed men followed behind him. My eyes drifted to the captain’s deck; Gomez was nowhere in sight. I’m afraid he left this earth earlier than his time. He was a good man; he had been with the mafia since I was a kid. Leandro and Juaquin stood on each side of my wife. Dressed in the shirt I made her wear, hair still disheveled from our coupling, she stared back at me. The determination in her gaze could liquefy steel.“You know the drill, cugino,” Kino murmured with a straight face, planting his foot firmly in front of me. “Do as I say, or they’d hurt your precious wife.” (cousin)My hands itched to wring his neck. Oh, how easy that would be. He was so close that the stench of his betrayal upsets my equilibrium.Hands tightly clenched on my side, I stepped forward. His men, all five of them, pointed their guns at my head,
Last Updated : 2022-07-11Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 68|Vile Intent
~Rylee~I watched helplessly as they beat Klaus until he lost consciousness. We were outnumbered, and they were armed. I can make it out here alive, but they’ve captured Klaus.The captain, whom I only recognized as Gomez, lay lifeless on the captain deck’s floor, a gunshot wound through his head.“You’ll be coming peacefully with us, I assume,” Leandro murmured, standing on my right.They had my wrist bound with a zip tie on my back. Waking up to their ugly faces after the beautiful moment I had with Klaus was not how I pictured our night to end.“Lead the way,” I muttered, following down the deck. Five speed boats awaited us. They loaded Klaus to a different one, and soon we drifted away from the yacht. When we were safe enough, a fire started to swallow the boat, a bright orange glow faded as our ride sped away.We docked a few miles from where they captured us. Before stepping off the speedboats, they put a black sack over my head, rendering me blind. From the docks, they put me i
Last Updated : 2022-07-12Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 69|Remember That
~Rylee~He licked his lips, lust dilating his brown eyes. The gears in his head shift, thinking of a spot in this room where he wants his men to do their way with me. There was no other option for him, really. Apart from this wooden chair I was sitting on, there was no other furniture they could use.His eyes drifted towards the rug beneath my feet. His filthy mind set on using the floor to cradle my body.He pulled out his phone. My stomach twisted. He even thought of recording his sickening plan. He was ready to command his men when I spoke. My voice was so low it was impossible for him to hear me.“Did you say something?” he asked, giving me his full attention.I kept my gaze fixed on the rug. “How sure are you?” I repeated.“Sure of what?”I lift my eyes to his. “That we are related….”His brows quirked up, lips titling to an amused smile. “Tio Vicente will not go to the lengths he did in finding you if you are not his daughter.”“That’s your uncle,” I said. “I am asking if you ar
Last Updated : 2022-07-12Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 70|Wild Rose
~Rylee~Footsteps thumped outside. Five or seven, and from the echoes of their shoes against the floor, they carry heavy firearms.I jumped on my feet when a bullet swept onto the side of my head, missing my ear by two inches. Raging Bull was on his back, holding a pistol with both hands on a pool of crimson bed.With narrowed eyes, I strolled toward him; his breathing gained speed as I got closer, the toxins breaking out of his liver spreading fast with his fear-laced blood rush. He kept firing his gun with a sloppy aim until the magazine ran out.The fear in his eyes, knowing his end is coming and will be delivered by me, fired delicious shivers down my spine. Loud pounding belched from the other side of the door. I grinned evilly down at Raging Bull.“por favor,” he pleaded, eyes hoping for remorse.“Cosa segura, amigo.” My wicked smile widened. Raising my gun, I shot him point blank. (Sure thing)I watched life withered away from his fear-filled blue eyes. They turned pale until h
Last Updated : 2022-07-14Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 71|Fuck Everything Else
~Rylee~ Three oil tankers lined the side of the fence. I threw my last grenade on the one at the center. It blew up, followed by the other two tankers, creating three mushroom smoke in the air. I made it through the series of warehouses from the west side. Now I had to cross the field sheltering dumped cars, trailer trucks, and vans to get to the deserted office building on the east. There were fewer places I could use for protection here and more chances for the enemy searching party to get a good aim at me. The sun was already up, casting light into everything around me, making it rather challenging to sneak and hide from Dominguez and Suarez’s men. I pressed my back onto a trailer truck, heaving a breath as I checked the magazine of my M16, frowning. Only one bullet left. I heaved a deep breath, throat parched and my soles blistered from all the running I’d done. Halfway through the abandoned mill, I took down thirty men, yet fellows who wanted me dead multiplied like germs unde
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I apologize if it took me a while to post the final chapters. As you know, endings are always bittersweet, but that's the final chapter of this book. Next novel in this series would be Kai and Berenice's story. You'll see more of Klaus and Rylee in that book as it unfolds, the twins and Rylee's dad. I'm still in the middle of putting the story together but I hope to have it signed before this month ends. The title of Kai and Berenice's story is My Gangster Babysitter. I'll be updating the progress of the plotting in my socmed accounts.Thank you for reading. Please don't forget to leave your review about Klaus and Rylee's story.xx 8.4.22 Update. My Gangster Babysitter is now up on my profile. xx 8.9.22
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Klaus Part 2
We built this place out of boredom one spring break during college freshman year. The three of us got together pretty quickly not knowing that we were running away from the darkness shadowing our childhoods. Devin spends his spare time in this country because it reminds him of his late mom. Evan was escaping the troubles at home, emanating from his adoptive brother’s hatred for him while I wanted to be a regular college boy, away from the burdens of being a mafia heir. Look at us now. I’d say we are still those trouble makers, still wickedly good-looking, but we’ve come a long way. The happiness our wives brought to our lives overshadowed the burdens of our past. “Damn, you two have googly eyes,” Evan hushed, setting his phone down with a knowing smirk. “The fuck did you just do?” I groaned. “Checking for leverage,” he said, tipping his beer bottle. “Say a word about what you heard, and that video of you dancing with Rylee will go live online.” I shook my head and grabbed a beer f
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Klaus Part 1
Aloe Blacc drifts from the speakers, smoke from the grill I’m manning on the deck coast in the air through the living room windows pushed open to create a large entrance. We are at Devin’s Barbados beach house for a weekend getaway in celebration of his birthday tomorrow. He hated extravagant birthday celebrations until he married Ren. It gave meaning to his life, he once said. Even if I gave him an earful of bullshit for being a softie, I believe his words. He’s a changed man. Evan too… And now me… Kind of… I think… But fuck if I’d admit that out loud. Women. They have such a chaotic effect on our lives. Like a beautiful bliss. I tipped my beer into my mouth, turning the barbecues one by one. The sun lowers on the horizon, casting orange and a warm explosion of shade on the beach. My gaze moves to the waterfront. Cali, Rain, and Rylee, seated on a chaise under big white umbrellas, each holds a drink of their choice. I’m certain Rylee settles into a glass of water or non-alcoh
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife Rylee
“Hey, are you good?” I set my hand on Klaus’ bouncing leg. He has been extremely anxious since yesterday. We are on our way to Ivy’s clinic, Claudia’s OB-Gyn friend who’s been taking care of me since we moved here to Huntersville. Once he gathered himself from the news of my pregnancy, he called Ivy and demanded a schedule for an ultrasound. We barely got a wink of sleep. Both of us were eager to know more about our baby. I am nervous too, but Klaus’ nerves were a tad shakier than mine, I guess. He laced our fingers together, kissing my knuckles. “I’m excited,” he said. The sparkle in his eyes seconds his statement. He pawed the back of my neck, kissing me passionately. “We are having a baby, mia rosa. Our baby,” he hushed. The partition on the limo was up, giving us the privacy we need. We planned to keep the news to ourselves, relish in the bliss before we break the good news to our family and friends. “I know.” I cupped his face, tears of happiness clouding my sight once again.
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Hi loves So that is the final chapter of this novel. Epilogue/s will be posted in the coming days. Don't forget to leave Rylee and Klaus some stars for the review. This has been a crazy journey. You guys waited for Klaus' story for over a year and seven months since Devin's story came out. I hope it was worth the wait.I planned on writing Nathan's story next. In fact, I even have the blurb and cover on my profile already but when Benernice and Kai went on that sudden trip, I got a little distracted by how good it would be to play with their plot. I'm still weighing on which story to write next, Nathan or Berenice and Kai's.Share your thoughts on which one would you be interested in reading next.Again, thank you so much for voting, commenting and leaving your reviews.xx 7.30.22
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 94|Finally
~Klaus~‘Business as usual,’ it’s how I would describe things at the family business. Both the mafia and The Martinelli Holdings have been wiped clean of moles or potential threats that rooted from Kino and Dominguez’s schemes of taking us down.It had been a brutal battle. We had to lock away a few people who we thought we could trust, interrogate them and make them choose whether to side with us or die. Like I said before, cleansing is harder than creating, but we cannot let decades of our family’s legacy go to waste just because of Kino, Zio Davide, and Dominguez’s plots.“Is Rylee still in the mood?” Ghost asked, sliding out of the truck. We just came back from town after picking up the hays bales we needed for the stables. Rylee and I have taken residence here at Huntersville after the new year. Although it’s wintertime, there’s still a lot of work to be done.“She’s always in the mood,” I groaned, following Ghost out of the truck. We each pulled a hay bale from the back of the t
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 93|His To Love
~Rylee~His finger went in and out of me with such urgency determined to break me in half right off the bat. I was a delirious mess. I could barely catch my breath, gasping in the tsunami of pleasure that surged with every thrust and withdrew of his digit.I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood. It was a struggle not to moan. My fingers balled into a fist, clutching the covers as I pinched my eyes closed. With his free hand, he reached for my wrist, guiding both on my lower back, cuffing them in place.From what I could tell, he was using his middle finger. He added another, filling me, but not quite enough to get me to the threshold of my orgasm. But when his thumb joined his ministration, bestowing heavenly pressure on my clit, I whimpered, my entire body convulsing in euphoria.It was short-lived. Klaus stopped all stimulants. He let my bound wrists go and pulled his fingers from fucking me.I groaned, ready to beg him not to stop.The bed dipped when he sat beside me. I glanced
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 92|In The Mood
~Rylee~Klaus had to take an important call while we were in the middle of cleaning downstairs. The call took a while. I took it upon myself to ensure all the doors were locked and did a quick sweep of the entire ground floor. I turned the alarm on, leaving no lights open.Under the blanket of darkness, I climbed the stairs, turning the lights off in the hallway as I headed to our bedroom.The door was slightly ajar, dimmed lights from the inside spilling out into the hallway. I pushed the door open, slipping inside, shoulders tensing as soon as I made out Klaus’ silhouette in the dark.He came forward from the corner of the room. The only light inside was the bedside table lamp, casting a reticent warm glow on Klaus’ side profile. He was naked from the waist up; only his dark, rugged jeans remained.“Close the door,” he murmured, his voice deep and gravelly.My breath caught. I could feel his eyes on me. Warmth instantly bloomed in my center. This had been my entire mission all night
Mrs. Martinelli The Perfect Mafia Wife 91|Schemes
~Rylee~His lips hovered over mine, ghosting but never touching. His minty breath laced with the wine we had over lunch sent my stomach twisting in knots. Klaus’ grip on my waist tightened as I tipped my chin up, begging him to kiss me.But he didn’t.He smiled, gliding his fingers down my cheeks to my throat. Lowering his mouth down the columns of my neck, he jabbed out his tongue, licking my pulse, my senses gone haywire.I looped my arms around his neck, pushing my body to his. “Please, Klaus…” I beseeched, turned on beyond belief.It had been so long since he last held me like this. My core muscles clenched at nothing, imploring to be filled by him. I know he wants me. His massive erection pressing on top of my mound as I stood on my tiptoes was my proof, but I also knew Klaus loved to keep me on edge.He pulled away. His eyes were dark emeralds, burning with lust and desire. “But not yet,” he kissed the tip of my nose, letting me go completely.I felt devastatingly cold when he t
