All Chapters of Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewIn Greek mythology, Aphrodite is the goddess of beauty but in my eyes, Claudia can beat Aphrodite however she likes. They say, Aphrodite could provoke desire and Claudia does that to me from the moment I've seen her. Her eyes were captivating as if I was in a peaceful stream of gardens filled with white roses that symbolizes innocence and purity, red roses that symbolizes unending admiration and romantic feelings toward someone you love and sunflowers that are known to be as a sign of loyalty and adoration. "Make sure I'm pretty on that one, Zamir." Claudia said with her angelic voice whilst she was on top of the window. Her background was the view outside. The clear garden was seen as well as the sun that will soon set. Her white plum dress made me think she's a goddess tied and locked inside the lion's den, not to mention the little crown she made using the flowers she got from our garden. I bit my lower lip as I traced her body. There was two

Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI never counted how many times I stared nowhere and got bored every time I was alone. I have no divide with me that could keep me entertained and solely the birds are the one I kept on hanging with to make me somehow function. I stood up from where I was as I stepped out to see where Lisa was. A day of spending here wouldn't make me familiarize with each place such as the kitchen, the bathroom, the path toward the garden and poolside because cuss me not, the mansion is not as what ordinary mansion you are thinking of. Whilst I was strolling around, I saw her downstairs briefing a man who's facing his back on the staircase but had a huge body built and prominent body built. "Lisa…" I muttered as I called her name outside. Biting my lower, I was quite embarrassed when Lisa didn't look at me as her attention was intended toward the man in front. He was wearing a sando. There has tattoo around his back up to his arm that made me amused. I haven't seen his

Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewMy initial plan was to come back and work at the Rivard Escallion's provoking me but there's another set of rats again, trying to get on my nerves. For the past few days I have been here, I have never gotten a report that Rivard Escallions are lurking around my territory. Instead, another motherfucking Turkish mafia is trying to get on my way. "Fuck turks! They should've stayed in their damn shit territories! Who are they think they are to have the guts and invade my fucking territory? They have the guts to step in Italy, especially Sicily!" I thundered inside my office here in our headquarters. All of them remained bowing their heads. They sure know they won't like it when I lose control as just in a wrong move, I could blow their heads up. Lorenzo, who happened to be my right-hand man along with Saint, comes forward. These two have been with me since the moment I stepped up as the Don. They have become the best of the best and they are entitled

Claudia Woods' Point of ViewAs expected, a simple breakfast outside would require dozens of bodyguards. I had a good sleep yesterday and I woke up being pleasured earlier and right now, I'm eating an amazing delicacy made by Lisa herself. How great this day would be, right?The sun set too high and the clouds formed into an amazing one. The sky was blue as the sea and reflects to the pool ahead of us. Whilst Zamir and I are eating, Lorenzo stride toward where we are and then bowed his head. A small smile crept on to my lips before speaking. "Hey, you should eat with us," I said using my not-so-friendly voice. Nothing, I just want to invite him over. I am pretty in a good mood level and I don't want to waste on that by arguing with Lorenzo. "All done, Miss," he said using his stern voice. "Anyways, the turkish men has been swept off and everything seemed well right now, boss." He said. I saw how his face lightened up for a moment. "However, an unexpected visitor will join you fo

Claudia Woods' Point of View "Why are you looking for me, by the way?" I inquired now that I'm still sitting on the high stool chair whilst he was standing across me in between my thighs. My back was at the high stool table as well. It was resting there and I felt like he would start dominating me again. Both his hands are on the side of the table, leaning forward a little closer toward me. My arms are on his waist, gently putting my hands inside his shirt until it reaches his jaw dropping six-pack abs. "Nothing. I'm not used to seeing you not around." I pouted. "Don't you have an ongoing meeting?" I inquired, my eyebrows furrowing. "None, pumpkin. I took a thirty minute break." "Are you hungry? I'll prepare something for you." He hummed and then shook his head. "No. I bet the best thing to do right now is to insert my raging cock inside you. I want your warmth right now, pumpkin." The heat subsided in my body again. It surged like an energy I can't control and will be t