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The Mafia Don's Obsession “She is MINE.’
ProserpinaI was delirious with joy.My man, the man I worshipped, had arranged a wedding for me in secret, with of course, the active support of my sneaky kids and friends,Lucien raised his head and in his loud, gravelly tenor, he boomed, holding me clutched to his massive chest.“Ladies and gentlemen,’I saw Schwartz’s eyes twinkling merrily,Pulling me closer, he said,’ This is My Woman. She is the woman I love, the only woman I want in my life and the woman I want to grow old with.‘I was too overcome to say anything.*I knew he did not care for speeches; knew he would never find it easy to make a public declaration of love. But he had actually said this today, for me!My heart swelled with love for him.And he lowered his head to kiss me again, a searching, hard stamp that effectively had me weak and clinging to him.*Dimly, the sounds of clapping, and then fireworks erupted from the corner of the lawn, making Claude leap up and down, clapping. The nurses had hurried away wit
The Mafia Don's Obsession Nafplio.
ProserpinaWhen we landed, it was dawn. We had flown all night long, having stopped to refuel and meet one of Lucien’s associates in Dubai. I guessed it to be around 11 p.m. in Hollowford now since it was around 7 a.m. as I stepped out onto the tarmac, holding Lucien’s hand.Autumn was setting in, and an early morning chill made me shiver and then , I stared as I caught onto what the flight attendant was saying. I knew the woman; Betty had been with Lucien’s crew for years now but she still appeared to be in awe of my husband who barely glanced her way as he gave a terse nod.‘Have a great honeymoon in Greece, ma’am,’ she beamed.*Greece? I whispered in shock and amazement, Lucien had brought me to Greece?I almost floated down the steps to the ground, thrilled beyond words. I had grown up guzzling myths of Greece and now, to be here was a dream come true! Those hours at night, reading by torchlight huddled under a blanket, had been my only happy times when I was a child in my aunt’s
The Mafia Don's Obsession Relaxing in Greece
The PhotographerNikoli Bouras was a disgruntled man. He had been a photographer from the time he could remember but once he became affiliated with a local newspaper, he realised that to make it big, you needed a scoop.In Capitals. A Scoop.Unfortunately, at the age of fifty-three, he was forced to admit to himself that he had missed the bus. His personal life was in a shambles; a wife who had left him after years of putting up with him because of his drinking problem, a teenage daughter who behaved as though he was the scum of the earth and a son who only bothered to acknowledge him when he needed money.Yes, Nikoli Bouras was a disgruntled man alright.He knew that he did not cut an impressive enough figure either, unlike the youngsters these days. He was overweight, with a beer belly and he tried to hide his balding pate by wearing a hat. It had looked good when he was younger, girls had seemed to like it; he had had quite a few would be models who had been with him because they
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BourasAnd then, he saw them, a burly older man and a young woman. They were accompanied by a group of bodyguards hanging around discreetly. Not that the average tourist would have made them out but Bouras, with a lifetime’s experience in tracking celebrities, knew immediately that he was looking at bodyguards.His antennae up and receiving signals now, he watched them keenly, his camera trained on them but discreetly.It was the woman who caught his attention. Her flowing mane of brown hair, her laugh, a tinkling laugh, completely free of any guile, he thought wistfully and the look on her face as she gazed at her companion; it was one of sheer adoration.He felt a pang of envy as he watched her. She looked so happy and fresh. No man deserved a woman like her in such a world as this, he thought fretfully as he squinted into his lens.She was curvaceous, with full breasts and a rounded a*se that made him long to feel her. In her mid-twenties, he thought as he fixed his lens on her, li
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ProserpinaEarlier that eveningI had washed and changed into one of the cocktail dresses that I had found in the suitcase. With a sinking heart, I held the pretty little cocktail dress up to my body and felt my face turn red.It was a low-back swing mini dress with gold chain straps in mink satin with rolled hem and ribbon lace-up detail. Pale lavender in colour it went well with my hair but I chose to let my hair cascade down my back as I saw how deep and how near naked I was looking with the straps revealing all. I would feel otherwise.And worse, there was no provision to wear a bra and my breasts, plump and full as they were, looked ripe and inviting as they pushed against the corset rebelliously. I shuddered and pulled out a colourful stole I had brought along in my bag, draping it across my shoulders. The effect was disastrous but…*When I stepped out of the dressing room, Lucien turned to look at me and his face was a study in fury and lust, warring with each other. He stood
The Mafia Don's Obsession His ...
ProserpinaLucien was as good as his word. I woke up sore the next morning, ‘Sore and well f*cked,’ growled Lucien as he leant over me, kissing me on the mouth hungrily, his hard member demanding more pleasure when I protested, laughing. * As soon as we had returned from dinner, he shut the door, locking it securely, without taking his eyes off me. I felt a warmth steal over me. Yawning leisurely, I stretched my arms above my head. “Take off your clothes,’ he growled as he pulled out his long, thick member. I obeyed him, feeling the wetness pooling between my legs in anticipation of his treatment. I ached for him already. But I was not going to go to him without a fight. Oh, no. I was going to tease my Mafia Don ! He grunted. ‘Get over here, woman.’ I stripped slowly, taking my time and his eyes glowed in anger , anger for keeping him waiting. Slowly, leisurely, having shed my gown, I walked to him, in my lacy panties, covering my breasts with my hands. “Take them off, littl
The Mafia Don's Obsession The Monk
DusakHe was with his uncle when the monk suddenly went very still.Dusak looked up. They were in Spain, preparing to fly to the USA in a few days’ time. His uncle had told him, that he was to go to Argentina from there, to train under the guidance of a couple of men who had also been arch-rivals of Lucien Delano.The One Eyed Dusak sat back, a coldness seeping through him. Involuntarily, his hand went up to the black patch he now wore to cover the blind eye.He knew that he looked terrifying without it. He had beaten a man to death for having made a joke about him. A deep sense of unfairness welled up in him.He was young, he was about to inherit the empire built by his uncle. Why had he lost his sight?Curling his fists, he glared at the plate in front of him, unaware that his uncle was watching him, observing him with a sense of satisfaction.Good, thought the crafty Paval. This was very good. He should build a deep well of hate for the man who had destroyed his brothers, two of th
The Mafia Don's Obsession Another Family for Lucien Delano?
Years LaterProserpinaThe phone pinged as a message landed and I picked it up, scanning it as I rode in the comfortable large sedan, on my way back from my doctor.It could not be Lucien; these days he was not returning my calls, so calling me was out of the question., I thought bitterly.Could it be one of my children, I thought absently as I opened it and froze.An image appeared that made me freeze although my palms were sweating.Lucien.With a woman. A tall, thin woman with short blonde hair, older than me, closer to his age. Wearing a fire engine red bikini and nothing else.And she was smiling as she stood, her body pressed to my husband while he was staring at someone across the room, his large hand splayed across her hip. Her hand was on his waistband, a familiar lover-like gesture.I felt my head begin to pound.The background was the Town House swimming pool, the place where Lucien was staying at, currently. Lucien was in his formal clothes but his jacket had been discarde
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