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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
The Mafia Don's Obsession 42. But Life goes on...
ProserpinaIt was a long time before I found the strength to open my eyes slowly, feeling drained and listless.The sound of someone moving around in the room forced me to come awake and I groaned, as I came awake, slowly, unwillingly.My body ached and it took me a while to recognize where I was.The terrifying room with the threatening-looking implements, the rich red drapes, an ominous atmosphere all around where I had been raped by the man who had declared publicly that I was the mother of his children and his future wife.Sitting up slowly, I looked at my poor body. The full breasts with bite marks from Lucien’s aggressiveness; my womanhood felt tender and sore, for it ached and the muscles in my a*se were tender. I winced and cried out softly as I moved and swung my legs off the bed slowly.Slipping off the bed, I made to stand but my legs felt as though they would give way beneath me. Clutching the sides of the large four-poster bed we had spent the night in, I sat back down he
The Mafia Don's Obsession 43. Mrs. Delano
Proserpina He had left after delivering his ultimatum and I sat, heartbroken, too numb to weep. A slight knock on the door after Lucien had stridden out, made me turn warily. I wiped my eyes hastily and tilted my chin proudly as Da
The Mafia Don's Obsession Marrying the Mafia Don
LucienHe had been told very often about his almost insatiable libido.What else can you expect from the son of a slutty whore, he had laughed, disparagingly.
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Piers's loud shout made the hall fall silent. For a minute, every head in the room swivelled to stomp in the doorway.Even Lucien Delano and Proserpina, absorbed as they were in their burning need to lose themselves in their desperate need for each other, stopped. Proserpina blinked as she turned to look, safe as she was, nestled in her lover’s strong embrace. And the Mafia Don scowled in annoyance, muttering,“What is with that fool boy?’Piers whipped his head to face his parents across the room, an arm around Hila, holding her to his chest as he cried, "Mumma! Pappa!’And when he was hurrying to them, his eyes were wild with excitement as he cried in joy, dragging his lover beside him,‘I…you… I mean… Mumma, I’m going to be a dad!”Proserpina was out of her husband’s protective arms as her son whooped and threw his arms around her, laughing with him. Lucien watched drily as Claude and Ria immediately crossed to him, pulling him into a huddle. Tara joined them, and after a pause, so
The Mafia Don's Obsession “I wanted to meet the father of my child…”
LucienHe began to make his way slowly through the milling throng of his guests to where his Woman was standing, in a daringly backless gown, her beautiful body making his staff harden with desire. Ria and Tara had chosen the slinky gown for her. When Proserpina had protested in embarrassment, her hands on her pink cheeks, the girls had declared,‘Mumma! Even after eight kids, you still look WOW!’It had been one of those rare weekends when Tara had come home. Ria had little Jamie on her lap, jiggling the fat little girl who was cooing at her Pappa, for the Mafia Don was hands down, her favourite person. Jamie was the apple of the Don’s eye, as Ria often teased her father.Lucien, who had been in the bedroom working on his phones and tablet, had been watching them in amusement.After the heart attack, mild though it had been, he had taken to spending time at home, working from his office or sometimes, his spacious bedroom.‘Please…but it’s BACKLESS!” Proserpina had gone on, her eyes m
The Mafia Don's Obsession True Love
A love like the kind her parents shared was almost like a fairytale…She sighed and touched her small belly. Big Philippe placed his large warm hand over hers and whispered concernedly in her ear,“Princess?”She looked up into his dark eyes and felt the rush of affection, of love that kept them bound to each other. Philippe, the Capo would bring the Moon and place it at her feet if she asked for it, she thought and unmindful of the crowds milling around her, the sound of glasses clinking, the chatter of people as, Ria reached up and pulled his head down. Murmuring against his lips,‘Philippe Diaz, I love you,” as she kissed him.***Piers Delano was staring at his phone. His mind was on other matters, although he had turned up for the party after his twin’s wedding ceremony. It had been a brief ceremony; Philippe had been born a Catholic, so there had been a small wedding service at Church. Old man Diaz had passed away a few years ago, and Philippe’s brothers, both of whom had been a
The Mafia Don's Obsession A few Years later
A few years later.The years have been kind to him, thinks the Don fondly as he surveys the guests at his daughter’s wedding party.Lucien Delano has aged but in his predictably indomitable manner, he looks and of course, his wife is testimony to the fact, that he still behaves in the same manner as he used to.His still-muscular physique belies his years and he continues to practice in his gym and has a friendly bout of boxing in the Ring, off and on. His son Claude is now an established name in the world of boxing, simultaneously running the underground fight clubs he has set up, and partnered with Paddy. The two of them work in tandem, Paddy with his enviable skills on the computers, has managed to make the Fight Clubs very lucrative indeed! thinks the Don.The Mafia Don is still actively handling the matters of his mob, which has branched out to become a powerful organisation, but one that is totally against human trafficking. He has made his millions through his arms dealings, a
The Mafia Don's Obsession Jamie
LucienHe looked at his Woman fondly. She was on the bed, her head lowered to the baby at her nipple, the little child whose brown curls were bobbing as she sucked hard at her mother’s swollen teat.Proserpina wore a look of divine bliss, and Lucien moved over to her, taking her chin in his hard grip and kissing her.It was all he could do, for she had been spending almost a month at the hospital now. A month during which the Mafia Don had practically lived in the hospital too, his only concern being his Woman.And of course, the littlest child of his, who had charmed him already, though she was too small, too tiny to utter a word. Yet she could be ear-splittingly loud, too!He found himself staring in wonder as the baby yawned, exposing her small toothless gums, pink in colour, as he watched her face adoringly. And when Proserpina laughed at him, at the way he fawned over his youngest daughter, the Mafia Don growled at her, his eyes hungrily wandering over her.“Woman, I want to bree
The Mafia Don's Obsession “She hasn’t seen her littlest babe yet!’
RiaShe was running down a corridor that stretched out endlessly. The sound of the man’s footsteps thundering after her made her pant in fear. He was after her. She stumbled and fell, picked herself up, and kept running, her hands reaching out in the dark for some door, some way out of this place. And then, suddenly, out of the blue, she grabbed a shirt sleeve.The face of the man looked up in front of her.She screamed as Dusak’s face appeared out of the gloom, grinning maniacally.He had blood pouring down his forehead and a large hole in his cheek where he had been shot. But he opened his mouth and spoke in a guttural voice she knew she had heard before.“LOVELY Ria, my Ria, I am going to be with you forever now...'He reached out a long skeletal hand with talons, and that was when Ria screamed.Dusak Rudenko began shaking her throat ungently, and she felt a gurgle of panic erupt within her. A deep fear, unnamed and unknown.And then Philippe’s voice came into her consciousness, be
The Mafia Don's Obsession Ten was the perfect number.
Lucien stood, staring in shock as a beaming Camille reached out to hand over the little baby to him. He stared in confusion for he had never held any of his newborn kids; it was a first for him.But even as he hesitated, the little child, its skin pink and puckered, a thatch of dark hair on its tiny head, opened one eye and looked at him quizzically an eyebrow raised questioningly, weighing him up critically so to speak, before shutting her eye firmly and ignoring the people around her, her mouth blowing a red raspberry pout.Ria and the other children began to laugh as Lou cried, with a shout of laughter,“Pappa, Sir, she is not impressed by you!’But it was Ria who declared, wonderingly, as she leaned against Lucien, who was holding the precious bundle cupped to his chest fiercely,“Pappa, I think she has Mumma’s colouring!”***ProserpinaI opened my eyes slowly. It felt as though there were weights holding my lids down. It had been a dream that seemed to go on forever, tumultuous
The Mafia Don's Obsession “Here is your newest daughter.’
Lucien looked around at his family who were in the large waiting room. The younger boys, Dom and Lou, were piled on a sofa, their mouths open as they snored softly; Tara was curled up in an armchair with Aiyana beside her, an arm draped protectively around the child. The ex-FBI woman sat, her legs folded elegantly even in sleep.James Schwartz was sitting in another chair while the Capo dozed uncomfortably, Ria’s golden head on his lap, Rudy nestled beside her. Lucien’s face softened slightly as he looked at James. As though his thoughts had touched his second in command, the Scotsman stirred and stretched, sitting up, alert in an instant.He looked around himself and met Lucien’s eyes, an unspoken look passing between them.Snoring loudly, Claude was sprawled in abandon, sleeping on a mattress someone had thoughtfully provided, which was spread on the floor, his arms thrown wide, while Paddy had chosen to settle in an armchair close to the corridor leading to the theatre door, positi
The Mafia Don's Obsession The Dream
She mumbled,"Yes Sir...' and her molten brown eyes, clouded with desire and want, with pain and pleasure, misted over as she looked at him, beseeching him to release her from her need.Her absolute submission aroused him tenfold, and the big man growled shakily, for the sight of her large breasts with the evil clamps fastened to her tender nipples was too much for him.“I shall f*ck your t*ts today, wh*re,’ he said hoarsely, "to punish you. Pain, wh*re, and pleasure."She made a sound, her breasts wobbling as she tried not to shift too much, but he lowered his head to sink his teeth into the fleshy mounds savagely, and she cried out.He tugged lightly at the clamps with his teeth, and she met his eyes, her own filled with tears of pain but she dimpled slightly as she said breathlessly,'Master... I am yours, Lucien Delano..."He grunted.F*ck, but he could never have enough of this delectable offering laid before him: this lush body, the thighs wet with her want, her shining pink c*n
