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The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 8. The Temptation of Natalia
LEANDRO'S POVStay calm Leandro. Stay calmThe voice in my head repeated over and over again as I made my way out of the room.Smoke curled in the air when I permed out a cigar from my breast pocket and litted it up. I picked it up between my fingers to my lips and inhaled a few drags.I almost lost control with Natalia, I let her stupid fucking A-list body get to me. Her fear at first which later materialized into sheer confidence had me piqued, the intensity in her deep almond blue eyes when they stared at me made my dick harden.Damnit! It was meant to be a torture session, I was supposed to torture her, not enjoy the sight of her plump breasts and crave to hear what her moans sounded like.It took a lot of restraint not to spread her thighs wide apart, ram my dick into her pussy and watch her pussy getting filled with my….Fuck! Get it together Leandro! I shook away the very thoughts that threatened to destroy my plans of breaking her. It's barely a day and she's already causing
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 9. Pawns in the game
NATALIA'S POVIt's been over hours and I still couldn't get over the steamy encounter I had with Leandro.After he had left me to deal with my horniness, I stayed for over 30 minutes still strapped to the table because he clearly didn't remember to unstrap me.It wasn't until I felt my body relax before I finally had the strength to call for help without sounding like a kitten. And guess who came to the rescue so fast?The same man I spoke to in the wedding hall, against Leandro's orders.I couldn't even look into his face, all through the period where he was taking off the straps from my hands and legs, my eyes were shut tightly. It wasn't until I felt him lift me off the table that I finally decided to open them and when I did, he was already at the door.“Where's your room?” That was the only thing I heard him say, at that point I was forced to stare at him and when I did, I noticed a glint of displeasure etched on his face.Who or what he was displeased at, I had no fucking idea.
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 10. Revelations and Risks
NATALIA'S POVCandy quickly shoved me inside a box I hadn't realized was a wardrobe until I was inside. Immediately she banged the wardrobe door shut, I heard Giovanni's screams thunder inside the room, I couldn't resist not creaking the door open, slightly, to watch what was going to happen.“Madonna!” He cursed. “What happened to your faces?!”I couldn't see Candy, Desiree or Jasmine’s faces clearly but I was pretty sure they would be terrified. And I wouldn't judge or blame them for that, I was once a victim after all.“W-we had a little problem w-with…” Desiree stammered out.“With what?!” Giovanni cut in, “huh? What stupid explanation do all three of you have looking like Egyptian mummies?”“T-the makeup, sir Giovanni, the mak–” Jasmine answered, her voice was shaky but then it suddenly trailed off which I assumed was out of fear because Giovanni had started advancing towards her. I felt my blood boil to over a thousand degrees as the thought of Giovanni laying his sick hands on
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 11. Silent night
NATALIA'S POV “Alright alright. I get it, you're a tough one but just hear me out okay? I've got money. Golds. Diamonds. Just name whatever you want and it will be all yours.” “Please Bella mia, come rock me. I'll pay you good. Good good money.” The air around me thundered with the words of horny assed men who probably had girlfriends or wives waiting for them in their respective homes.I was sitted at the bar section, trying my best to ignore their lustful gazes and their empty words which couldn't hold water. All that was etched on my mind was Jasmine's revelation. It kept replaying over and over again in my head. After Candy, Desiree and Jasmine were done wiping the makeup patches off their faces. Candy who had quickly noticed my foul mode afterwards, suggested maybe drinking would help calm my nerves and clear my thoughts.I was hesitant at first but she pressed on, until I finally gave in to her demands. She had escorted me out of the dressing room to the bar and left me minut
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 12. Lust-filled Leandro
LEANDRO'S POV My heart slammed in my chest, my blood roaring straight to my veins. Those fucking bastards had the nerve to touch her, they ripped apart her clothes and was ready to claim what wasn't theirs.I should have done more than break their legs, those pricks deserved a good beating. With knives and guns and….Dammit! So many ideas in my head, all going to go to waste now. It's too late already.A growl escaped me as I lifted her from the backseat of the car. Our ride back to the mansion was a blur but she had fallen fast asleep, her soft breaths fanning against my cold skin.When my eyes dropped to her chest to see it bare, the bra she wore barely concealing her nipples all thanks to those bastards once again, I felt my rage doubling.Groaning, I yanked away the sit covers from inside the car and wrapped it firmly around her body. Four eyes was enough. More would run me mad.As I carried her to her room, memories of the CCTV footage I had seen earlier which was the primary rea
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 13. A Monster's Touch
NATALIA'S POVI wasn't so sure what I was doing, but what I did know was that I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. I saw in his eyes, the way he looks at me so ravishingly, like he wanted to tear me apart but was holding back for some reason, his lingering touch on my skin even after he'd pulled away. He's a monster, Natalia. Fight back! My inner self yelled at me, but I was too dazed to listen, too horny to care. And I hated how my body trembled under his touch, how firmly my insides gripped around his fingers as they worked their magic in me. Fuck. I wish I had full control over my body, to tell it who to get horny for and whom not to, but I don't.I fucking don't! And that shit pisses me off.I bit my bottom lip and ran my fingers all over his chest. Hate sex was like nothing else, and my desire for him clearly wasn't going away anytime soon. I'm quite sure I won't be freed anytime soon, so what's the worst that could happen? I might as well make the most of it… right? R
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 14. Wife Duties
Natalia's POVLooking up, I spotted the silhouette of a lady standing at the entrance of the door with a grin on her lips. "Well, well, well, that was a great show, guys," She ducked her head to the side, flashing Leandro a coy smile. "Hello, brother.""Brother?" I gasped as I noticed the striking resemblance between the two of them the moment she stepped into the room fully. Her sense of fashion was intriguing, she was dressed in a short black corset dress with matching knee-high boots and also had tattoos like Leandro but hers gave off a sense of femininity.With shiny blonde hair sashaying and piercing rings dangling, she strode to where I laid.My cheeks flushed red when she swooped down and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, "Hi, sister-in-law," she grinned at me, her voice dripping with meekness and something I’d rather not conclude to be sarcasm yet, "You must be tired."I scrambled to my feet and threw her a withering gaze, “Nice to meet you, sister-in-law” I replied be
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 15. Longest Night of my life
Natalia’s POVBending backward to protect me? My fingers curled on my phone screen as I tried to process her words. I could smell different emotions swirling around her words, from pride to hurt but the most outstanding was rage. pure rage.My face remained calm as I seethed, “I perfectly understand your hatred towards me which I really don't give a fuck about but what exactly do you mean by Leandro bending backward to protect me?”She scoffed, “That's none of your business, all I want from you right now is to get your miserable ass up and get ready,” she snarled at me, arms crossed.“I'll do that but on one condition” I spoke up after a minute of contemplation, “that no matter what happens at this so-called introduction party, you and Leandro would let me have some sort of freedom to talk to whoever I want to.”My plan was simple. It appeared this introduction party or whatever they had going on would definitely reel in the likes of Leandro from all over the city. Who knows? One of
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The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 19. A risky solution
NATALIA'S POV“I'm being serious right now, he fucking grounded me when I didn't even do anything!” I screamed into the phone.Here I was, ranting on and on to Desiree, Candy and Jasmine about Leandro and his sham of a sister, Annabelle through a video call.Don't get me wrong, I totally appreciate what he did for me back at the supposed introduction party turned murder attack on my gentle soul, but getting Rollo to lock me up in my room till whenever he said otherwise? Now, that was so not fair!“Hold on, so you mean his sister lied you into attending an introduction party for you, only for you to find out that it was a cartel meeting where the godfathers were present?!” Desiree asked dejectedly. I screamed out a yes before trying for the umpteenth time to unlock the damn door. “Try knocking again, maybe it's just a prank.” Jasmine suggested.I gave an eye roll, prank my ass!With a curt sigh, I placed my phone on the nearest space I found and began raining down knocks on the door
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 18. Dancing on the edge
Leandro's pov “Keep her locked in her room, she's grounded until I say otherwise,” I said to Rollo without sparing a glance at Natalia whose shoulders had slumped. We were back home and lord fucking knows how angry I was and still am. Saving Natalia from the godfathers was an impulsive action driven by some random instincts I had. But getting to save her and then realizing that Annabelle was the mastermind behind everything icked my balls. What the fuck would have happened if I didn't show up?! “Alright boss,” Rollo nodded, dragging a shocked Natalia up the flight of stairs. I let out a sigh and with faltering steps made my way to Annabelle's room. We needed to talk, this wasn't just about Natalia, that I could tell. Though she might be right about me going all soft on Natalia, a damn mistake caused by the sickening need my cock has for her. But still. It's not enough reason for her to act so callously. Especially in the presence of the godfathers and other reputable guest
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 17. Just how worse can my fate be?
NATALIA'S POV I screamed as the dogs closed in, their teeth bare and ready to strike. “Annabelle please! I know you hate me but plea….” I yelled, tears had welled up in my eyes as the thought of over a dozen dogs sinking their teeth into me flashed through my mind. Any second from now I would be at the mercy of these huge dogs. Oh god! I tried to scramble to my feet but the dogs were too fast. One of them grabbed my arm with its teeth, and I felt a searing pain as it pulled me back down. I was trapped and everyone seemed to be enjoying it. It was evident in the laughing sniggers I heard including Annabelle's giggles. Every single person gathered was enjoying my moment of terror. Just as all hope seemed lost, Leandro appeared out of nowhere and kicked the dog away from me. He pulled me to my feet and shoved me beside him, facing the men with a fierce determination. I sniffed and held onto him like my life depended on him, going as far as wrapping my arms around him.
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 16. I Should've Known Better
Natalia's POV I watched in shock as Giovanni walked past me to the kind stranger who looked totally unbothered by his presence. “It’s been a long time Eduardo…It's a miracle you showed up today,” Giovanni shook hands with him, pulling him into a hug. My brows furrowed instantly, so the kind stranger’s name is Eduardo. “I could say the same for you, how have you been?” Eduardo responded blandly. “Great! Have you seen Leandro?” Giovanni asked, scanning his eyes around the tents. Eduardo scoffed, “I'm not Leandro's keeper, Gio,” “You're his right hand man Eduardo, you should know his whereabouts” Giovanni pressed on. “Well I don't. How's that for an answer?” Eduardo didn't wait to get a reply from Giovanni before he strutted to a group of women winking at him. As soon as he had left completely, I pulled Giovanni and snarled the dozen questions I had at him, “what the fuck are you doing here, huh? Did you follow me down here? And how do you even know someone as good as
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 15. Longest Night of my life
Natalia’s POVBending backward to protect me? My fingers curled on my phone screen as I tried to process her words. I could smell different emotions swirling around her words, from pride to hurt but the most outstanding was rage. pure rage.My face remained calm as I seethed, “I perfectly understand your hatred towards me which I really don't give a fuck about but what exactly do you mean by Leandro bending backward to protect me?”She scoffed, “That's none of your business, all I want from you right now is to get your miserable ass up and get ready,” she snarled at me, arms crossed.“I'll do that but on one condition” I spoke up after a minute of contemplation, “that no matter what happens at this so-called introduction party, you and Leandro would let me have some sort of freedom to talk to whoever I want to.”My plan was simple. It appeared this introduction party or whatever they had going on would definitely reel in the likes of Leandro from all over the city. Who knows? One of
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 14. Wife Duties
Natalia's POVLooking up, I spotted the silhouette of a lady standing at the entrance of the door with a grin on her lips. "Well, well, well, that was a great show, guys," She ducked her head to the side, flashing Leandro a coy smile. "Hello, brother.""Brother?" I gasped as I noticed the striking resemblance between the two of them the moment she stepped into the room fully. Her sense of fashion was intriguing, she was dressed in a short black corset dress with matching knee-high boots and also had tattoos like Leandro but hers gave off a sense of femininity.With shiny blonde hair sashaying and piercing rings dangling, she strode to where I laid.My cheeks flushed red when she swooped down and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, "Hi, sister-in-law," she grinned at me, her voice dripping with meekness and something I’d rather not conclude to be sarcasm yet, "You must be tired."I scrambled to my feet and threw her a withering gaze, “Nice to meet you, sister-in-law” I replied be
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 13. A Monster's Touch
NATALIA'S POVI wasn't so sure what I was doing, but what I did know was that I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. I saw in his eyes, the way he looks at me so ravishingly, like he wanted to tear me apart but was holding back for some reason, his lingering touch on my skin even after he'd pulled away. He's a monster, Natalia. Fight back! My inner self yelled at me, but I was too dazed to listen, too horny to care. And I hated how my body trembled under his touch, how firmly my insides gripped around his fingers as they worked their magic in me. Fuck. I wish I had full control over my body, to tell it who to get horny for and whom not to, but I don't.I fucking don't! And that shit pisses me off.I bit my bottom lip and ran my fingers all over his chest. Hate sex was like nothing else, and my desire for him clearly wasn't going away anytime soon. I'm quite sure I won't be freed anytime soon, so what's the worst that could happen? I might as well make the most of it… right? R
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 12. Lust-filled Leandro
LEANDRO'S POV My heart slammed in my chest, my blood roaring straight to my veins. Those fucking bastards had the nerve to touch her, they ripped apart her clothes and was ready to claim what wasn't theirs.I should have done more than break their legs, those pricks deserved a good beating. With knives and guns and….Dammit! So many ideas in my head, all going to go to waste now. It's too late already.A growl escaped me as I lifted her from the backseat of the car. Our ride back to the mansion was a blur but she had fallen fast asleep, her soft breaths fanning against my cold skin.When my eyes dropped to her chest to see it bare, the bra she wore barely concealing her nipples all thanks to those bastards once again, I felt my rage doubling.Groaning, I yanked away the sit covers from inside the car and wrapped it firmly around her body. Four eyes was enough. More would run me mad.As I carried her to her room, memories of the CCTV footage I had seen earlier which was the primary rea
The Mafia's Stripper Bride Chapter 11. Silent night
NATALIA'S POV “Alright alright. I get it, you're a tough one but just hear me out okay? I've got money. Golds. Diamonds. Just name whatever you want and it will be all yours.” “Please Bella mia, come rock me. I'll pay you good. Good good money.” The air around me thundered with the words of horny assed men who probably had girlfriends or wives waiting for them in their respective homes.I was sitted at the bar section, trying my best to ignore their lustful gazes and their empty words which couldn't hold water. All that was etched on my mind was Jasmine's revelation. It kept replaying over and over again in my head. After Candy, Desiree and Jasmine were done wiping the makeup patches off their faces. Candy who had quickly noticed my foul mode afterwards, suggested maybe drinking would help calm my nerves and clear my thoughts.I was hesitant at first but she pressed on, until I finally gave in to her demands. She had escorted me out of the dressing room to the bar and left me minut
