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THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER SEVENTEEN- she’ll come around
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.
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER SEVENTEEN- she’ll come around
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.
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER EIGHTEEN- grow some balls
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
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER NINETEEN- Confession
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
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER TWENTY- Better than ever
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
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER TWENTY ONE- Dasha
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
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER TWENTY TWO- His past
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
THE MAFIA DON'S BRIDE CHAPTER TWENTY THREE- A show
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
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