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Enzo*warning: violent scenes ahead*Fucking hell…….I couldn’t concentrate, my thoughts were a mess, my whole thoughts have been clustered with just Yanna and I blame her sweet mouth for that.Releasing a groan, I shift slightly to adjust my pants from thoughts of her sweet mouth. For all I care, I was addicted.Clearing my head, I glance at the bloody viper tattoo on the neck of the man kneeling in front of me in chains. His moans and groans of pain echoed trough the open space of the shed.“I’m going to ask you one more time…..where is Rossi?” my deep voice rung in the room.He spits his bloody saliva on my feet, snarling painfully. “Fuck yourself.” He mutters.I nod slowly eyeing his form, thinking of ways I could use to get him to talk.Donatello, one of my men groans beside me. “Don, please let me handle him.” he smiles sickly at me, excited to let his imagination run through.I chuckle, eyeing the excitement on his face but shake my head causing him to pout. “Not today but soon.
Yanna It was like a slap to the face, seeing Enzo being so cold and vicious just minutes ago reminds me that he is still the ruthless Don of the Italian mafia and that sweet date we had was just a slight glitch from the actual real world.I was currently pacing around in our bedroom, terrified to face Enzo again not after what I had just witnessed in that shed I never knew existed until today.The door suddenly opens revealing a bloodied Enzo with dead eyes like he didn’t just murder somebody just minutes ago.As he walks closer to me, I take steps back until I hit the edge of my vanity. “Stay back…” I mutter shakily.He stops and stands at a spot. “Where were you?” he asks calmly, terrifying me some more.“I-is that what we should be talking about right now?” I squint my eyes.His jaws ticks but he stays calm. “Where were you?” he asks again.I roll my eyes. “Oh you know where the fuck I was so stop with all these bullshit questions.”He smirks, running his tongue along his teeth. “Y
Yanna *BANG!*I stiffen my grip from the recoil, smirking as I notice that I had hit very close to the target after just a week of my secret practice, I was finally seeing results.Donatello whistled, impressed from my shot. “You’re good….”I return his high five, giddy from my progress. “Finally….. I almost started doubting if I could actually do this.”He nods as he assesses my gun with a small frown. “Now I know how teachers feel when their students do good.”Laughing at his expression, I ready my stance and get on with my practice.Behind Enzo’s back, I have been secretly practicing my shooting with Donatello for a week now and I’m finally seeing progress. Enzo has been so sucked in with everything that’s going so he thankfully hasn’t noticed or has been pretending to.By evening, I was done with my lesson, Donatello had left and I was left alone with Enzo who was still avoiding me like a plague.My phone ringing brought me out of my thoughts and to my utmost surprise, it was Hai
Yanna I didn’t waste time to pull him closer to me as he deepens the kiss with his tongue causing me to release a breathy moan. His hands roam my back, brushing down to fully cup my barely covered ass from the bikini I wore. I run my hands through his soft dark hair as he left hot trails of kisses down my neck. “Yessss” I hiss in pleasure when he cups my breasts and tweaked my nipple through my bikini with his thumb and index finger. He suddenly hurls me up and I immediately wrap my legs around his waist. With heaving breaths, we share a longing look for what felt like a minute. His eyes had this possessive look to it like he is a predator and I was his prey. I lean down and place hot kisses down his neck, sucking hard to leave a hickey. He groans deeply and tightly squeezes my thighs which turns me on some more as I feel myself get wet and soak through my bikini. Still maintaining eye contact, he slowly lowers his hand to fully cup my pussy. I let out a gasp as he adds pressure
Enzo I resist the urge to groan in annoyance from just the presence of Dasha. I thought she was done with all these mafia shit?She and I were friends and fuck buddies when we were young and stupid, any memory I have of her either includes sex, drugs, alcohol and more sex. We had finally agreed on ending whatever shit was going on between us when her marriage was arranged.I glanced down at Yanna, observing her. She looked taken aback from Dasha’s sudden confession but also annoyed at the fake attitude she was putting on. I grind my teeth tightly, resisting a smirk from appearing on my face.“Oh really?...” Yanna says as she looks up at me for confirmation.Squeezing her waist tightly, I pull her closer and stare into Dasha’s eyes with a blank expression. “We were fuck buddies and that was a long time ago, Dasha.”Her expression turns sour in an instant but she still puts on a tight smile to her lips and glance down back to Yanna who looked like she was holding back a laugh. That’s my
Yanna I wait for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “why don’t we play 21 questions?” He turns to me looking confused. “What’s that?...” “It’s a game where we ask each other 21 questions and we have to answer truthfully.” I smile softly as he nods. “Okay, let’s do that….” He says and guides me to seat at the edge of our bed. “So….what is your favorite colour?” I ask. He bursts out laughing, surprising me. His rich octave voice rumbled through the room causing me to also giggle softly. After a minute of pure laughter, we pant slightly, catching our breaths. “Why did you laugh?” “What do you really want to ask me?” he smirks. My stomach flutters slightly. “Umh….how about you just tell me how you joined the mafia?” I bite my lip anxiously. His smile thins slightly as he nods slowly. “I was born in Italy by a single mother, her name was Aria.” I watch his expression change to a sour one as he thinks back to his past. The vibe of the room has turne
Yanna “What a surprise to see you here.” Mathew smiles. I nod. “Yeah… do you live around here?” I ask. “My company is just around the corner so I came here for a lunch break.” “Oh okay, its nice meeting you again.” I wave goodbye as he walks over to the exit. Enzo grunts out a thank you as the waitress places down our order on the table, not forgetting to openly check him out even though he had a pretty obvious wedding band on his finger. “Thank you.” I say, causing her to shuffle away from our booth. We eat our lunch in silence, I always liked how neat Enzo ate his food, he made minimal chewing noises and made sure to always brush off crumbs if needed. Clearing my throat to bring his attention. “That was rude you know…” He raises a brow as he sips his coffee. “You didn’t even say hi to Mathew when he came over to our booth.” I explain. “He didn’t say hi to me either so what’s the big deal?” I scoff angrily. “Oh stop with that childish remark, why do
Yanna *This is a smut chapter!* He grabs the back of my neck and slams his lips to mine, our lips move sensually , biting and nipping slightly. He dips his tongue in my mouth at the same time lifting his hips to grind my crotch. “mmh…..” I release a muffled moan. He groans and stares into my eyes and without warning, he lifts me towards the bed and lays me on my back. Hurriedly, I take off my pants while he takes of his shirt. He trails kisses up my thighs. I gasp as he grabs both my thighs and drags me down towards him with my panties being face to face with him. My heart races in anticipation as he kisses my inner thighs leaving bites here and there. He pulls my panties down and dips his nose in taking a quick sniff. My face flushes red in embarrassment from his action. Fuck…. Just as I began to sit up, “hah….” I moan loudly as he flattens his tongue and drags across my wet slit. Tensing from the sudden jolt of pleasure, my eyes rolls to the back of my he
*SLAP!* *SLAP!* *SLAP!* “Oh gosh!...” Yanna moans out as she bounces on Enzo. Their hips move in union, grinding against each other in a desperate search for release. Enzo’s brows scrunches in pleasure as he feels Yanna tighten against him harshly. He hisses in pleasure. “Fuckkk…..yeah, baby.” Delicious shivers litters Yanna’s body as he feels the familiar tug in her belly. She increases her pace and leans down to capture Enzo’s lips. “Mmh!” She moans against his lips as he increases his pace, jotting up into her while groping her ass as leverage. “I’m about to cum.” She rasped against his lips. They both moan while grinding harshly against each other for their release. Yanna’s toes curl as her orgasm rips out of her so suddenly with her jaws slacking in the process. Enzo jerks harshly, spurting his cum into her with a deep groan. On cue, the shrieking sound of their six months old son sounds through the baby monitor. Yanna chuckles softly against Enzo’s f
Enzo “Wait, w-wait please!” Victor yells and scrambles back in fear. I cock my head to the side and watch his disgusting face filled with fear, my eyes scan down to his arms and the thought of him putting his hands on Yanna flashes into my head. I notice a sledge hammer at the far end of the warehouse and with a snap of my finger, my men brings it to me. “You put your hands on my wife.” I state roughly. Victor gulps and scrambles to his kneels. “I-it was a foolish mistake on my part…..I-I would never do such a thing again!” Donatello snickers and eyes Victor. “Bullshit.” I crouch down to his height, giving him a blank expression. “You don’t have a choice again, I warned you didn’t I?” He shakes his head as his fearful expression changes into that of pure anger. “You’ve got to be fucking with me, I’m an Ivanov dammit!” My lips stretches into a smirk as I rise back to my full height, weighing the sledge hammer in my arms. “You’re a fucking psycho that deserves
Enzo I place a kiss on Yanna’s forehead as she sleeps through the night. It was time to permanently get rid of the problem that has been taunting us for some time now. Alonzo grabs my arm. “Why don’t you wait until everything is settled before dealing with Roberto?” he whispers. “My son was born prematurely, my wife is in a lot of pain because of that and you’re telling me to wait?” I clench my jaw in anger. He sighs and guides me out if the VIP hospital room. “I understand how you feel but don’t you think that this decision might be too drastic?” I snicker and cock my head to the side. “I didn’t want to tell you but…..Roberto has been behind everything…. Rossi and Matteo’s death.” His brows scrunch in confusion. “What do you mean behind Rossi and Matteo’s death?” I let out a sigh. “He ordered Rossi to get rid of Matteo…..he said this himself yesterday.” Alonzo’s expression changes to that of distraught as he takes a few steps back. “M-my own blood could do such
Yanna *BEEP* *BEEP* The sickening sterilised smell, that is the first thing I notice once I become conscious. My eyes still feel too heavy to open but I can feel the dull aching on my body. I let out a whimper as memories of Victor flashes into my head, the annoying beeping seems to increase as panic floods my system. “Ma’m, its okay you’re in the hospital, you had an emergency C-section done.” A woman stated frantically. My eyes shoots open at the word if ‘C-section’ but it quickly closes back by the blinding lights of the room I lay in. “Baby, it’s okay.” I hear Enzo’s voice which comforts me a little. I feel him place a kiss on my knuckles while I try to blink my eyes open to adjust to the lights of the room. His face was a little bit blurry with his brows scrunched in worry and bloodshot red eyes that looks like he had been crying. “Hey….” He mumbles. I clear my throat from the dryness. “O-our baby…..i-is he okay….” I mange to mumble out hoarsely. My h
Enzo “Let go of him Enzo.” I quickly turn to the voice of Roberto behind me, a few of his men stood behind him armed and the familiar tattoos on their body. A smirk makes it’s way to my lips and I abruptly fire a shot to Victor's shoulder with makes him to wail in pain. “You fucker!” he groans “Enzo!” Roberto yells. I turn to him. “Why the fuck are you here?” He steps up the rest of the stairs, scanning my injured form. “Go back home, you’re in no shape to start this.” He proceeds to make his way over to Yanna’s room but I shoot and the bullet fires just beside his head. “We’re not done talking.” I state firmly. His men points their gun towards me but Roberto waves them off. “I don’t have the for this Enzo-” Thundering footsteps are heard as my men surround Roberto and his men suddenly which makes a smirk to appear on my lips. “You should be wise and behave right now.” I state smugly Roberto scowls at my men and turns to me. “I should’ve gotten rid o
Enzo My heart raced in fear of something happening to Yanna as I point the gun at Igor who looks confused and pissed off. “What the hell, Bernadi.” He scowls. I clock the gun. “Tell me where the fuck is Victor!” His men rush in with loaded guns pointing our way but Igor halts them with a wave of his hand. “Last time I tracked him down, he took his chip out so I really don’t know where he is.” Igor states. “Bullshit.” I storm over to Jim, not caring for the gun pointing my way. My fist clamp on his shirt tightly. “Tell me where he is or I’ll blow up your sea port in Russia.” He scoffs and attempts to release my fist but it doesn’t budge. “Don’t be carxy Brrnadi, my sea port is highly secured there’s no way you could’ve had the time to send your men over there to plant bombs.” It was my turn to smirk. “Want to bet, Ivanov?” I wasn’t stupid to head over to Igor’s warehouse without something to use as collateral. My men in Russia had already planted the bomb a
Yanna I let out a groan from the soreness of my joints, memories of being kidnapped flashes into my head which causes my eyes to open abruptly but I quickly squint them shut from the blinding lights of the room. My hand unconsciously palms my belly, checking for any sign of injury or the movement of the baby. I let out a sigh of relief when I feel a kick and try to open my eyes again. I notice the change of my outfit, I’m in a light blue hospital outfit laying on what seems to be like a bed with my right and left ankles chained to either side of the bed. Fear struck me like lightning as I wiggled my feet but the chains were too tight to even move them. The memory of Sunny being shot flashes into my head as tears streams down my eyes. “Where is this place?” I mumble to myself and sit up slowly. The room is proclain white with nothing else in it except the bed I’m chained to, it looks like asylum rooms that they used in the movies. The door was a rusty metal one with on
Yanna “Are you sure that you’re going to be okay going alone?” Enzo asks for like the tenth time. I roll my eye in frustration. “Yes, Enzo you’ve been asking this and I’ll stick to my answer.” He sighs and tucks in his shirt. “Okay, I’ll have Sunny and Donatello go with you.” “Enzo I’m going to the doctors not a war ground….I don’t need so much protection.” I state. “Fine, Sunny will go with you and that’s final.” He places a kiss on my head. I let out a sigh but nod as I get my purse to head out. “you’re seeing Igor today right?” “Yeah….I have to see him before he leaves for Russia.” He leaves the room while I finish getting ready to head out. My hand unconsciously caresses my swollen belly, he has grown much the past few weeks I’m so sure he’s going to be a chunky baby. I head down to see Sunny cleaning her gun on the kitchen counter. “Do you really need to bring that?” She looks up and nods. “Yes, with the huge threat of Victor, I definitely need to bri
Yanna I storm after Enzo, hot on his heels as he paces over to the garage. “Enzo, you must be crazy!” He clicks on the car’s remote and the car beeps to unlock. Luckily I reach to the car just before he could open it just for me to shut it back. “Yanna, please.” He’s pissed but so was I. I cock my head to the side. “I’m not letting you barge over to Roberto’s….its a foolish plan and you know it.” He clenches his jaw with glossy eyes as he tried to hold back his tears which breaks my heart, I know just how much he cared for Matteo. “That bastard…..he is behind Matteo’s death.” He groans out and kicks the tires of the car in anger. I place my hand on his arm in a comforting manner. “We don’t know that for sure…it was just a guess.” He lets out a breath and runs his hand through his hair. “I’m gonna kill that bastard.” I nod and make effort to guide him back into the house. “Okay….but please let’s just plan out what we need to do….I-I can’t loose you this way-”