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The Mafia’s Pet Chapter 39
VanessaAfter we're both breathless, he pulls away. A satisfied smirk plays on his lips, and the blue flames in his eyes hold the lingering heat of desire. Holy shit! Words catch in my throat—a chaotic jumble of emotions and confusion. How do you even respond to a kiss that tastes like salvation and damnation all at the same damn time? He remains silent, yet his eyes communicate volumes, leaving me to question whether he was affected by that as deeply as I was. He turns and strides purposefully over to my fallen captor, and I trail behind, cautiously peeking over his shoulder. The gruesome sight unfolds before me. Both of the man's hands are severed, leaving behind bloody, mangled stumps. Strips of flesh, reminiscent of hamburger meat, dangle from the jagged bones that remain. Dark, viscous blood oozes from the wounds, pooling onto the cold ground as the man writhes in agony, his howls carrying through the alley. I clench my teeth, fighting the urge to throw up as Diego's word
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Diego I swing open the door to the private room wide and bring Vanessa inside, carefully placing her on her feet so I can examine her body. I was pleasantly surprised when she didn't throw up after putting a bullet in that piece of shit's head, but it's evident that she has mentally withdrawn. I anticipated her attempt to escape, but once I saw that one of Viktor's men got their hands on her, I lost my shit. Originally, I hadn't intended for her to take a life, but observing the fight drain out of her, I recognized it as a necessary act. I refuse to let her surrender like that. The responsibility to break and rebuild her is mine alone. Those Russian fuckers would only dismantle her, both mentally and physically, until she becomes nothing more than a hollow shell. Today's events proved that we have a lot more work to do. We'll be getting married in just a short while. After that, we'll be spending two weeks on my private island. The idea of leaving my territory fills me with anx
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Diego I tenderly stroke her head, my thumb working gently to wipe away the wet streaks on her cheeks. "It's okay now, Mama," I murmur, pulling her close to my chest as sobs wrack her body. Her tears permeate my shirt, leaving it damp, but in this moment, I couldn't care less. Her needs outweigh any concern for the clothing I'll likely need to change out of anyway. She stays silent, and I resist the urge to push her into speaking, even though I know I could. Instead, I cradle her until her breaths even out, and she appears to be okay again, if only momentarily. Repairing the damage from today will take time, but we can do it. She's strong enough. "The first part of your punishment is over," I announce in a hushed tone. Her eyes widen as she gazes up at me with bloodshot eyes. "T-There's more?" she whispers, her voice cracking. I nod. "I went easy on you. The shit you pulled today could have easily earned you twenty spankings. Disposing of trash is expensive, you know. But we
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Diego I unfasten my belt and secure it tightly around her hands, ensuring she can't free herself. Then, resuming my seat, I tug on the front of her collar to draw her closer to me. Just as I requested, Camila styled her hair to retain its puffy texture, just the way I prefer. All for moments like this. I grab a fistful of loose hair, balling my fist so I can use it as a reign. "Open wide," I instruct. She obeys, parting her lips as much as she can. I push my cock past her pouty lips, inch by inch, until I hit the back of her throat. Then, I withdraw completely before shoving it back in. She gags, but hollows her cheeks, sucking me harder while I guide her head up and down my length. "Fuck. Your throat feels so good," I groan, my voice strained. As I increase my pace, she sinks her nails into my thighs, the pain only adding to my pleasure. "That's it, take all of me." My breathing grows ragged, every harsh thrust sending me closer and closer to the edge. Tears stream down her
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Vanessa "He better be glad I had an exact replica of this dress ready to go," Camila mutters, her hands delicately reapplying the finishing touches to my makeup. I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt; she had to redo everything, even though I'm not the one who messed it up. A shiver courses through me as I reflect on my recent actions. It was a blend of hot, exhilarating, and sinfully wrong. If Camila had stepped in just a minute earlier, she would've caught me on my knees for her brother. The absence of my usual guilt and shame is...suspicious. While common morality dictates that I should be repulsed by my recent behavior, an undeniable desire to repeat the experience lingers. There was a strange feeling of empowerment when I had such a big, powerful man at my mercy. He appeared to enjoy it more once he took control, but next time, I want to it without his help now that I'm familiar with his preferences. "You're going to meet a lot of our family today. I didn't warn Dieg
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DiegoNausea rises in my throat, a bitter taste mingling with the tension in the air. My eyes start tearing up unwillingly, and in the swell of emotion, I'm uncertain whether it's the emotional strain of the music or the weight of my grim destiny causing the silent cascade. I can do this, I convince myself. It's just the creepy priest and Diego waiting at the altar. Diego's tuxedo has been adjusted to perfection, or perhaps changed to an identical outfit like with my dress. The fabric of his tux flows elegantly, and his black hair cascades like a waterfall to his shoulders. Even with the lights shining brightly in the room, the darkness still envelops him, casting an eerie shadow. He stands there, akin to a dark god, an enigmatic figure defying the luminosity around him. It's fucking shocking that he hasn't burst into flames within this church, but I suppose that would include me as well, given the sins I've just committed. Diego's gaze holds mine, a magnetic intensity that seem
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Vanessa The wedding is moved from the sanctuary to the reception area, where the room is nearly as large as the previous one. As the guests fill the space, finding their designated seats, a team of attentive waiters' weave through the crowd, presenting trays laden with an array of mouthwatering dishes. Each circular table is adorned with an elegant glass bowl filled with colorful Mexican candies. Meanwhile, the mariachi band continues to play covers of popular songs in the background. Surrounded by this many people for the first time since my mom's funeral, I sense my social energy depleting rapidly. Staying close to Diego, we navigate through a sea of greetings and congratulations from a multitude of strangers. Honestly, who are all these people? I understand Hispanic families are known for their size, but damn! I'm guessing there are some distinct cousins here or something. A fuck load of them. "Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Reyes," a well-dressed man exclaims with a broa
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VanessaThe rhythm of the music guides us, and soon, the awkwardness of the earlier misstep is replaced by a newfound ease. The room seems to blur, leaving only us in an enchanting dance. As we sway back and forth with all eyes on us, his eyes meet mine, and something shifts in his expression. The playful smirk softens, replaced by a tenderness that catches me off guard. It's like I can almost sense a depth of emotion in his gaze that goes beyond the forced circumstances of our marriage. I wonder if it's a figment of my imagination, a trick played by the dancer and the romantic atmosphere around us. After all, this is just a facade, and I'm merely a pawn he'll pretend to have affection for in the eyes of the rest of the world. Yet, as we continue to dance, his gaze remains steady, and the warmth in his eyes feels too real. My heart pounds in my chest, and my entire body feels ablaze. "Why are you blushing, Mama?" he teases. I shake the fantasy from my head. "Uh, it's just ho
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Vanessa This was a mistake. I thought I could do this, but how could I have been so wrong? "Eyes on me, mama," Diego growls, his voice low and commanding, yet laced with tenderness. "You're here with me. No one else. It's just us. Focus on the way I feel inside of you." I want to believe him, but my voice trembles as I whisper "I-I can't-" My eyes clamp shut, as if doing so could block out fear crashing over me in relentless waves, threatening to pull me under. What was I thinking? Of course, I can't do this. I shouldn't have even tried. Now, I'm disappointing both my husband and myself. Diego's voice slices through my thoughts like a knife. "You can do anything you put your mind to, mi amor. Focus on me. Ride me and take your pleasure. I know you can do it." His words are an anchor, pulling me from the abyss. I take a deep breath, my hands bracing against his chest as I start to move again, each roll of my hips a defiance against the darkness trying to reclaim me.
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Vanessa After washing the remnants of Celeste's blood from my skin, Diego lifts me into his arms and carries me to bed. He gently lays down beside me, his warmth seeping into my body as I rest against his bare chest. "We don't have to talk about what happened tonight," Diego's voice is a low murmur as his fingers trace soothing patterns along my spine. "But how are you feeling?" I take a moment, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath me. "Good. How are you feeling?" I tilt my head to meet his gaze, seeking reassurance. The gravity of what I've just done hangs between us—killing his stepmother and revealing that I thought I was pregnant with his brother's baby. I didn't mean for it to come out like that, but Celeste needed to know just how much she had lost before I took her life. It felt so fucking good. Better than I anticipated, to end her life with my own hands, to see the light leave her eyes as I stole it away. The power and retribution was exhilaratin
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Diego Vanessa turns to me, hurt and betrayal clouding her eyes. "Diego, you knew about this?" Shit."Yes," I reply without hesitation. I've known since Alicia was first abducted, but I didn't want her to harbor ill feelings toward her sister. Not while she's still mourning her. "See? As the collar around your neck implies, you are nothing but a pet to him. A piece of ass like your mother."Vanessa's head snaps back to her, and in an instant, she holds the blade to Celeste's throat. "I'd shut your fucking mouth if I were you," she hisses. I can tell it's exactly what Celeste wants. If Vanessa gets angry enough to just slit her throat, she won't have to endure torture anymore. Vanessa must see through it too. She lowers the knife, shaking her head. "I won't let you go out the easy way. It isn't fair to everyone you've hurt," she says quietly. "Vete a la mierda (fuck you)," Celeste spits.As soon as the words are out of her mouth, Vanessa drives the knife into her bound hand. Celes
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Diego "Are you sure about this, Mama?" I ask, zipping up the back of her leather jumpsuit, my fingers lingering longer than necessary. She looks so fucking sexy in this. The smooth, black material hugs her curves, and knowing she's about to kill my stepmother makes it nearly impossible to fight a hard-on. Her grey eyes gaze back at me through the mirror. "You already said I could," she points out, her voice steady and unwavering. "I know, just wanted to make sure." When she turns around, I study her face for any flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I find only determination. I should feel fucking ecstatic that she's going to kill my biggest traitor and the bitch that made my childhood hell, but worry gnaws at me. I fear this might bring Vanessa more nightmares, or worse, trap her in her own head again. But I also have so much faith in her. Danny couldn't protect her while he was dying. I got the report from my men: twelve men were taken out, most of them by her alone. My feisty mama.
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Vanessa"Your mamá called looking for you. What do you want me to tell her?" Diego interrupts, pulling me into his lap in the chair beside Camila's sleeping form. His mom? I've never heard Danny mention her before. I wasn't even aware he had family, since they haven't visited him. Danny's response catches me off guard. "Don't tell her shit. She'll have a heart attack.""Wait, you're not going to tell your mom you technically died and you're in the hospital?" I ask incredulously. "Nah, she actually might come try to kill Jefe, and I doubt she wants to mess with you. I realize you're kinda loco, Nessa.""Me?" I point to myself. "Yes, or did you forget that you took down what had to be like ten men by yourself?""Oh, I guess that's true," I muse. "But that was only out of desperation. I don't think I could do something like that if our lives didn't depend on it.""I believe you could," Diego purrs in my ear. I shudder at the compliment, making him laugh. "Why would she come after hi
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VanessaDressed in all black, Diego and I stand side by side, silently watching the expensive coffin lower into the freshly dug grave. The sight is somber, but the weight of the occasion presses harder on my chest than the physical cold of the day. Diego had assured me that I wasn't required to attend this funeral, just like the four others. It's only been a week since Danny's entire team was murdered, and I feel compelled to pay my respects to each of them. These men sacrificed their lives to protect me. The least I can do is say goodbye to them.I've never spoken to Julio personally, but the sight of his wife and two little children crying over his grave breaks my heart. The raw grief on their faces is a reminder that I'm still alive while a husband and father is gone forever. He's another name added to the long list of those I feel responsible for letting down. After offering my condolences to Julio's family, Diego and I make our way to the hospital. In the town car, Diego sits b
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Vanessa "Camila! Danny!" I scream, my voice barely audible over the chaos. Danny's the first to reach me, pulling me to my feet. His face was pale, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. "Are you okay?" he demands, his hands gripping my shoulders. "My head hurts, but I'm okay I think," I reply, trembling from the shock. We both turn to see Camila stumbling to her feet, looking dazed but otherwise unharmed. Danny rushes to her side, helping her up and checking her for injuries. "Are you okay, Camila?" he asks, his tone urgent. "Yeah, what the fuck just happened?" she shouts, her voice shaking with fear. "We need to get you both back to the SUV, now," Danny commands, his tone brooking no argument. As we step towards the vehicle, gunfire erupts, and Danny grunts, clutching his bleeding shoulder. "Fuck, come on," he hisses through gritted teeth. He grabs both of us by our arms and guides us behind another jet. Grabbing his gun from the holster, he orders us to st
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Vanessa "I want you home now," my husband's voice crackles through the speaker, filled with anger and concern. "I told you, I'm safe. Besides, it's pouring buckets outside. I don't feel safe flying home in this storm," I insist, trying to keep my voice calm despite the nerves knotting in my stomach. It feels like we spoke the bad storm into existence last night. After leaving the doctor's house, we barely made it back to the hotel before the downpour, lightning, and thunder hit. Even Camila's fashion show was canceled and postponed to next weekend. Diego's frustration seeps through the phone. "I refuse to lose you again, Mama. The second this storm lets up, Danny will have you on a jet back here." "You know what, I'm going to come get you and my sister right now," he grits out, his voice lowering to a dangerous growl. "Diego, stop. You know Danny wouldn't allow anything to happen to us. You trust him, right?" I try to reassure him, though I know he won't calm down unt
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Vanessa "Where's Diego?" I grit out, rage boiling in my veins. "I want to speak with him." "Busy at the moment, but he said he'll call once we're back on the jet." Which means he's likely torturing her. "Well, like Camila said, it's nearly midnight. We can leave tomorrow," I argue, defiance lacing in my tone. Danny fixes me with a pointed look. "Do you really want to argue with him about that?" I have to. Time is slipping away. I'm more afraid of continuing this pregnancy than I am of Celeste and whatever sinister plans she's concocted. I tap my right arm where the microchip is embedded. "I have a tracking device in my arm and more security than the goddamn president. I'll be fine. Just tell him we'll leave tomorrow, and you'll be sure to keep us extra safe." He scowls, clearly torn. "I'm not promising him that." "I know you heard what I said, that I have something important to take care of here tomorrow. Can you please come up with an excuse to buy me more time?"
