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Rise, Mafía Heirs The next day
Anna approached and threw a sheet over Adam's body. Then she put on her old pajamas and lay down next to him. His perfume flooded her soul. She took advantage of the fact that he was out, dead or just asleep, she couldn't tell, and ran her hand through his well-kept beard. She wanted to be lucky enough to win over a handsome man who smelled like him. But not a mafia boss. Not a werewolf. A man who could match her feelings. And she fell asleep with her hand on his cheek. She didn't stop to think about the consequences of what she had just done. She didn't stop to think that she could get the death penalty for drugging the big Alpha boss. She didn't care about any of those things. Anna knew that she was nothing in a world with a vast number of important people, and that she wouldn't be missed by anyone. She knew that there was no one else who cared about her fate. And being aware of this didn't upset her, it freed her. She was resigned to the fate of dying young. Anna woke up
Rise, Mafía Heirs Virgin
Adam put her face down on the bed and laid his body on top of hers, bringing his lips to her ear. “Have you ever felt what you're feeling now, Anna? Just with the touch of my hands?” He asked as he groped her body with uncommon pleasure, and every touch sent shivers down Anna's spine and ignited a fever inside her. “Have you ever wanted someone like that, Anna? Do you still want to run away from me? Are you still disgusted by me? Do you still want me to stop?” Anna couldn't answer with more than an unintelligible moan. His hands and the hot breath on her neck were making her body react in a shameful way. Carefully, Adam turned her towards him, without removing his body from above her, who kept her eyes closed and tense, and he kissed her lovingly again. As soon as she seemed more relaxed, his lips made their way all over her body, not in the way they had done before, but lingering on the most sensitive parts, daring more and setting Anna on fire inside. She didn't want that
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The Price of Freedom “Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin? That you'd never had sex with Allister?” he asked with cold eyes and a bored voice. “Would it have changed anything? I even tried to talk on a few occasions, but something told me that your desire was beyond your ethics, and you wouldn't see that as an obstacle, nothing I told you... On the other hand, you might not believe me. You were so sure that I had already... lain with other men, that I wondered if in some of your dreams you'd seen that, and associated it with reality.” Adam looked at her sideways. “It wasn't in dreams. When my father showed us you in a photo as his new acquisition, I saw the innocence in your smile, and I asked him about your experiences, and he told me that you'd been having sex with men since you were thirteen...” “And would you have changed your mind if he'd told you the truth?” Anna asked, smiling, and not at all surprised by All's attitude, now that she knew what he really w
Rise, Mafía Heirs Obedience
The cook entered the room a few minutes after Adam left, carrying a tray, which she placed next to her on the bed and left again. Anna picked up the toast and ate absent-mindedly, but before she had finished eating, the cook returned and entered the bathroom of her room. Anna heard the sound of water falling from the tap and frowned when the cook returned and stopped next to her. “Good morning, miss. The boss said I wasn't to talk to you until I'd finished carrying out his orders.” “You're very strict in your obedience...” “None of us has a better option than to be obedient to the boss's orders... I prepared your bath with that strange oil. Grace and I... uh... We call it repair oil, if the boss decided to sell this formula, he'd own the world for sure.” “Why do you call it repair oil?” “It restores the vaginal area, recomposing the broken vessels and giving you extra strength, since you're human and you've been given something by a... from a...” “From a werewolf. A
Rise, Mafía Heirs Deductions
Anna realized that there were two cars behind and two in front of the one she was in. It was a convoy, as if she were some kind of rare jewel that had to be protected. They stopped in front of an old building, but for some unknown reason, Anna liked it. Someone handed her a sandwich, and Anna understood that this was to be her lunch and ate it quickly. She watched as men in black suits got out of the car behind and entered the building. They stayed for a few minutes and then came out with Jenna, who was downcast but still wearing a friendly smile. She got into the car with Anna and they drove off. “Are you all right?” Anna asked after a while. “Better now that I've been released.” She said calmly. “And you? How are you?” Anna looked straight ahead and her face turned red. She didn't want them to hear. Jenna noticed. “It's a bit late to worry about the werewolves' listening ears, Anna. You already know what they are and... You should also know that they can hear over
Rise, Mafía Heirs The Godfather's women
Anna looked at her golden hair with its curly red ends, bored. Adam must have believed that if she cut her hair, the red tips would disappear, but she had cut her hair a million times, and in less than a week, the curls would form again and turn red. She didn't understand this phenomenon and no longer cared about the mystery. She was even afraid to find out, after she learned that werewolves existed. The hairdresser was full of compliments, and she didn't want to hear her excited voice. She suspected she was a werewolf, as she seemed very close to Jenna. Last night, Jenna had promised to teach her how to tell the difference between humans and werewolves, and that was the only piece of information she thought was important. The manicurist finished painting her nails and asked Anna for her opinion. Anna looked angrily at her hand. He hadn't even allowed her to choose the color of her nail polish, but when she saw the pink polish and the well-cut nail, she thought it was beauti
Rise, Mafía Heirs Pearls for pigs
Jenna listened in silence, her mouth hanging open in surprise. When Anna had finished relating her experience, Jenna put her hand on her shoulder and said very seriously. “Don't repeat this experience to anyone else. If the other women know... It'll be hard to protect you.” “Wasn't it like that with them?” Jenna wondered how much she could reveal to Anna. She knew that Adam had been looking for a reason to kill her, ever since she'd figured out how to block him from hearing her words, and she couldn't understand how, having found a good reason, he'd still let her go free. It was very suspicious, and she feared his true intentions. But she needed to be honest with Anna. “They report that there is no more satisfying orgasm, and that no man is capable of surpassing it, but he doesn't use gentleness. He's always very violent.” “I don't think Genevieve would mind...” “Genevieve can't be trusted. Not when it comes to the boss. She loves him.” “She knows he married me, a
Rise, Mafía Heirs Hierarchy of werewolves
“Would you like something to drink?” Adam's voice made her turn her eyes and thoughts to him. “Anything that will get me drunk quickly.” “Like father, like daughter.” Anna glared at him with anger, but also with shame. “You made me put on that costume, and come all this way to insult me? Couldn't you have done that at home?” “No. But I didn't come here to listen to your insults either!” “I'm not going to eat a raw pig's heart, or a pigeon's kidney, or anything else that animals like you are in the habit of eating. So I'll stay here and drink while you feed.” Anna said and in the blink of an eye, Adam was lifting her by the arm, standing her up and wrapping his arms around her waist, his face lowering inches from hers. Anna didn't dare to breathe, with fear, excitement and anger. She felt him groping her body and when her breathing quickened, he tore at her dress with his long, sharp fingernail, stared at her menacingly and ripped it from her body. Then he released An
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