All Chapters of Contracted to the Icy Mafia King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LILIYALet me start by saying, this was not my idea.I would rather be in my apartment now, under my duvet, stuffing my mouth with snacks and a handful of lollipops while watching a new series on my laptop to celebrate my graduation from college. But my non-identical twin sister, Inessa believed herself a 'social butterfly' and because of it, I'd been dragged out to party in a club with more drunk people than the number of Popes in the world.The neon blue lights were the only breaks in the darkness and apparently, it was more than enough for the clubbers. I resisted the urge to shield my ears from the deafening offbeat music blaring from the speakers, as it was so not my scenerio. Still, I smiled at anyone who approached me, even if it didn't ease the discomfort I strongly felt."I'll be going to the washroom now, Liya. I won't be long, stay here and wait." Nessa spoke suddenly. I grabbed her wrist, causing her to whirl around fast."Please don't be long, Nessa. This place makes me r

LILIYAI was going to die.Apparently, this man did not lie when he said he'd be fucking my mouth. I was now a mess on my knees with my palms on his hard thighs, my oxygen supply limited considerably and my face red from his assault. It was almost like he was punishing me for something, and I knelt there, opening my mouth wider anytime he commanded me to.His dick slammed into my mouth repeatedly, reaching places I'd never dreamt of any man getting to. I was so tempted to touch myself, but the two times I'd tried, he'd smacked my hands away. My eyes were filled with tears which trailed down to my breasts, but he kept going with the same merciless rhythm."Fuck," he muttered suddenly and pulled me up by my arm abruptly, with his dick still hard as a rock. His dick left my mouth with a pop. He hadn't cum yet after he'd fucked my mouth for so long? I was thrown onto a mattress before I got an answer to my unasked question and I propped up on my elbows to watch him unbutton his shirt in t

LILIYA"... welcome to the start of your worst nightmare."I gulped and sat back straight. Worst nightmare? Just what kind of grudge did this man hold against me? After a few seconds, I turned to him again, trying so hard to not look at his fingers or anywhere else that could remind me of that night. He'd probably forgotten about it it anyways. Me? Not so much."Why? You were the one who left." I accused. He scoffed, then tilted his head to look at me with those pitch black eyes like I was some pest. I willed myself to keep my eyes on him, even if his eyes spat larva directly on my skin."Of course. I reckon it is about this time that I get the blame for leaving my bestfriend behind without saying goodbye?" He asked in a taunting manner. I looked away briefly, fisting my palms to calm my nerves."What exactly are you mad about, Dice?" I queried with annoyance, looking at him again. A shiver ran through my spine when I saw that his eyes were still on me.Dice's jaw ticked monstrously

LILIYADice tilted his head to whisper against my ear in that smooth British accent, "Bold of you to think I would be repeating the mistake I made that night. If I want to fuck a woman, I'd get one."Gasping, I took some steps back and hot tears pricked the back of my eyes. He stared back at me with those blank eyes as I struggled to get a grip of myself."You'd rather pay to fuck a woman than your wife?" I asked him sourly. "I'd pay anything they asked, if it meant that I won't lay my hands on you." He responded matter-of-factly."I hate you, God, I don't know what you've turned into and I hate this new you so much." I spat out, my entire body shaking with anger. He smirked, because he never smiled; the sadist."Feeling is mutual, princess."I asked then, "Then why did you get married to me? You should've married one of those women." "Those women do not deserve a man like me, princess. You, on the other hand..." He trailed off, knowing that I'd gotten the point."Why? Why do I dese

LILIYAOn this day, after two weeks of being married to Dice, I was finally going out. I should be excited, but I wasn't really. It was why I dreaded going out; I knew the paparazzi was going to come for me.If it was some years back, in highschool, I'd jump at the thought of being photographed by picture-hungry journalists, but a lot of things changed after highschool.Though I was in some sort of prison with Dice, I was not restricted from going out. Only, I could not go out for a job interview of any kind and I was also not allowed to head out without one of those robotic guards.One last glance at the mirror and I decided I was good to go. I mean, no one could go wrong with a flannel shirt, a camisole and cute baggy jeans, right? I hoped so. I just really wanted to be comfortable.I adjusted my glasses and raced down the stairs like a child on heavy sugar, then stopped in my tracks when I was finally downstairs. Cecilia stood there, in the middle of the hall, smiling lovingly at a