All Chapters of Mafia Men II: Lorenzo's Gilded Cage: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

♞—Lorenzo I could still taste her on my fucking tongue. I rolled the agitation off my shoulders. The stupid TV show still played on the screen, she had fucking run away as if I had burned her with my touch. I got off the couch and turned the TV off, I went up to the bedroom and Delilah lay on the bed, shrouded in the sheets, her golden hair glowing in the dark, her back facing me. I know she wasn't asleep, she couldn't be, it had only been ten minutes when I had my face buried in her pussy. My gaze swept down her body the length of her body, and I realized just how beautiful she was. She was the stuff of legends; too perfect to be real. Something a man like me could never deserve, something that was too pure and beautiful for my blood-stained and rough hands. I got into bed behind her and tried to stay away from her as much as possible. This woman had come into my life uninvited and was spreading everywhere, she was everywhere in my home, she was all over my mind and the desire

♕—Delilah This morning was different than usual, even though I was confided in his mansion's walls and still wore the collar around my neck, I felt a little free. Because knowing that I won't be going back to Alexander was a relief. A terrible weight lifted off my chest, now all I need is to make sure that I don't give Lorenzo a reason to doubt me or my intentions. Lorenzo again spent the night out of the house, I don't know where he goes but he always comes back in the morning and takes a shower before taking a nap in another room. An uneasy feeling burned through my chest, what if he spent the night with some woman? I told him to not bring another woman home and he hadn't but he usually disappears at night, doing god knows what or who... Reyna and her smug, stupid face crossed my mind. I shook my head and decided to take a tour of the house. I have never really seen any other room than Lorenzo's and the one he had first kept me in and the kitchen. The upper part of the house wa

♕—Delilah Lorenzo hadn't come home in three days, I don't know where he is, I don't know how he is. If he died or something. I have no way to contact anyone on the outside.I stood in front of the front door, trying to look outside the gates. The security lasers were on, so there was no way I could anywhere. I was trapped in the mansion, a prisoner in this gilded cage. I had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I was completely at his mercy. If he doesn't come back, I don't know what I'll do. I went back inside and started cooking dinner, I have been making breakfast, lunch, and dinner for two every single day. I hoped that tonight the dinner won't go to waste and Lorenzo actually shows up. My breath got caught somewhere in my chest as I remembered the last night we spent together, how he had taken my mouth savagely without any concern for my poor throat. I have never experienced anything like that before, how can something be so brutal and yet so pleasurable? I had no idea that you c

Lorenzo — Eight Years Old. He hugged, his little brother Rocco closer to him as they both hid in the closet, watching their father throwing stuff around and shouting at their mother. Lorenzo winced every time his father would slap, punch or throw his mother around. Tears dropped to the floor as he watched them through the narrow slits of the cupboard door. He had covered his little brother's eyes, hiding the pain, violence, and abuse from him. His father had come home in a bad mood. His mother had shoved both of them into the closet hiding them from their father. Lorenzo watched as his mother tried to defend herself but she was too powerless against the brutal man—he called his papa. "Why is mamma crying?" Rocco—who was just a five-year-old—asked his older brother. Lorenzo was tongue-tied, being a kid himself he had no idea how to answer that question. Rocco raised his hands and wiped his older brother's eyes. "Don't cry..." his little brother tried to console him.Lorenzo nodd

TW: This book is provocative. It is categorized as DARK ROMANCE for a reason. It will not be for everyone. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genre then know that this book contains: a very dirty talker hero, sexual degradation, dubcon, rough play, and s&m themes. ♕—Delilah Lorenzo pulled away breathing heavily, a raindrop slid down my face and into my parted lips. Being in Lorenzo's arms and not feeling any fear was terrifying because it felt so good. I can't deny the fact that I had never felt safer than I do in his arms. He seemed tensed as if he was holding himself, I pressed my body into him letting him know that it was okay, I wanted this. He gave his head a gentle shake, "I'm not a normal man, Delilah, I have urges that you may find peculiar maybe downright cruel. You have never been touched roughly, your flawless skin is proof of that. And all I wanted to do is out my marks on every single inch of you." I nodded, "It's ok