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33. Back at his mercy
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The Mafia Don's Obsession TROUBLE!
I didn't see him after we had breakfast. When we had met him on our way back upstairs, he glanced indifferently at the twins who were cleaned, fed and rarin' to go, obviously excited by their new surroundings. They had turned their heads in unison, gazing expectantly when they saw him; after all, apart from me, he was the only other familiar face in this mausoleum of a residence. Although he had been remote and cold throughout the flight, the twins had come to regard him as a familiar face in a strange environment.But his grim expression as he raked my figure, sliding slowly over my skimpy, short-clad thighs and bare legs, left me quaking. There was no mistaking the look of anger, and I hurried away before he could react. having no other clothes with me, I had been forced to fish out the old shorts I had worn before I delivered my children. The T-shirt was also faded and tight, I reflected glumly.***The nursery was large, but the handful of toys soon had my children bored and fret
The Mafia Don's Obsession 35. Punished
LucienHe grunted and downed his drink in a gulp. Wave upon wave of jealousy flooded him as he gulped another stiff drink, seething with rage. Damn, the woman. Did she have to parade herself before his associates?The crowd he moved about with didn't hesitate in switching partners, hell, he thought, scratching his hair-roughened chest, he had done it so many times, himself.His club was infamous for such trysts, he smiled cynically; it was one source of sure revenue. But while in the past, he would never have hesitated to talk about a woman freely or think twice before sharing her with his friends, something about Proserpina brought out the devil in him: he wanted to keep her only for himself. There was an innocence in her, an unspoiled freshness that had attracted him the instant he had seen her. She was so unlike the jaded women he met in his circles, with their pouts and come hither looks and antics, ever eager to get into his pants if it meant furthering their lives.Young Proserp
The Mafia Don's Obsession 36. Hurt
Taken by surprise, I recoiled in hurt.We had just shared a magical night and the only words he had for me after that were...these ???***He stood up, slowly. I licked my dry lips. The white dress shirt he was wearing, was open to the waist, exposing his bare chest with the wiry hair and sculpted torso and I shut my eyes briefly as a memory of how I had hungrily licked his taut nipples last night came to my mind.It seemed like a distant dream now as I felt my chest heaving with foreboding, watching him approach with the gait of a panther approaching its hapless prey.He crossed and came to stand a few feet from me, his drink in his hands. The air in the large room was thick with desire as he stroked my heated cheek with the moist tumbler and gave a harsh laugh as I flinched, my breath coming faster.His eyes on my breasts as they strained against the tight shirt I was wearing, he went on almost conversationally, in a hoarse growl, his eyes on my face,'I had a different woman every
The Mafia Don's Obsession 37. The Don commands
After a fitful night, I woke to another grey morning. I remembered that the children would be getting their DNA swabs taken some time during that day. The thought made me feel hopeless. Lucien had not said anything about it but then, apart from trying to haul me into bed and satisfy his libido and render me a helpless slave to his touch in the process, me, he had very little time for me. The children probably did not exist for him, I thought, a wave of depression engulfing me.My twins were only too glad to have me with them as they played in the grass outside my room. The housekeeper shot me a strange look but said very little and I was thankful for that. She had come in to find me asleep on the couch before the TV and had woken me up briskly with a hot cup of coffee. Determined not to let Lucien's behaviour upset me, I carried out my yoga exercises and meditated a little as the twins scampered around, a lanky lad playing with them. He was the gardener’s son, Philippe, said Beatrice
The Mafia Don's Obsession Surprise ahead
I reluctantly opened the bag he had indicated. It bore the label of a famous fashion house. And I opened my mouth in shock. An insignia gown in black with a voluminous skirt and a tight-fitting bodice with a plunging neck line, in the sheerest of materials, expensive by any count! The next bag had a pair of shoes, and a small purse.Even as I stood staring at it, Lucien emerged, clad in a towel, fresh from the shower. His hair was damp, and he stopped in the doorway, frowning when he saw I was still there, goggling like a child at the dress."Change!" he bellowed. Grabbing the bags and feeling like Cinderella, I scooted from the room.Half an hour later, he entered my room. I was standing before the mirror, staring at myself, at the transformation. The black gown was cleverly designed to cover but reveal a woman's curves. The neck showed off the soft mounds of my breasts, revealing more than I cared for. It flattered me, making me look mature, mystical but ...I couldn't put a finger o
The Mafia Don's Obsession 39. Shock
ProserpinaI moved away. A man in a formal black suit, obviously a manager, entered and informed Lucien that the guests had arrived.I turned to Lucien in some confusion," Are you giving a party? Why?"
The Mafia Don's Obsession 40. The Red Room
ProserpinaA light came on and I blinked in surprise.I was in a large room. The décor was strange.
The Mafia Don's Obsession 41. HORROR
Earlier that evening.Jazz and Thomas were the only familiar faces in the room and they came up, standing and chatting.I had never exchanged more than a few words with Jazz; as for Thomas, the only time we had had much of a conversation had been when Lucien had taken me out on a disastrous night after my nineteenth birthday.I felt a little uneasy when they stood beside me, speaking in a very familiar way.But then, Lucien had moved away, looking glacial and dangerous as he watched me from afar, brooding as he stood, a hand in his trouser pocket, the other nursing the tumbler of alcohol which never seemed to be empty.I could not help sneaking worried looks at him. I so desperately wanted to return home, to my children. Lucien seemed to be furious, a possessive rage that made him seem dangerous, more than ever before.The two young men who kept me company tried to get me to join them in drinking but I was firm.I hated alcohol.The man who had publicly declared that he was going to w
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