Semua Bab The Mafia Don's Obsession: Bab 151 - Bab 160

ProserpinaI sat at my desk, busy with my work. I had been reviewing the work done by my team in Japan and was finding it difficult to concentrate. In fact, I had had to go over the mails and the attachments twice before I could make sense of what I was reading.The only news that made me feel thoroughly happy was in the short mail my friend, the Professor had sent me. Dear child, he had written in his affectionate way, I have a surprise for you. A gentleman you knew when you were in Bhutan, is in the US and will be delivering a series of lectures in and around New York. He will be speaking at the Duke’s Hall this week and wants to come and meet you. The name of the gentleman as the Professor so quaintly put it was Brian.Brian Gaulle.The Frenchman who had loved me years ago, during my stay in Bhutan. He had adored me in a gentle fashion, never touching me but his eyes had spoken words. He had proposed to me, urging me to marry him. I had held back…***Pensively, I leant back in my

Lucien He gulped down the rest of his drink. Now he knew that the stakes had been irreversibly raised.There was no going back. He had gambled heavily by bringing in that woman, Catalina.Dmitri had risen to the bait.Somehow, Lucien had a gut feeling that it was coming to an end. Only one of them would be alive after this.He would have to make sure he was the one left standing.***He had a few more details to take care of before he flew to join his family.He strode to the window and stood, staring down at the well-kept lawns of the club. In the distance, he could make out the skyline of the city of Hollowford.Where are you hiding, Dmitri? he asked himself as he drank again.His fists clenched in the pocket of his immaculate trousers.***Proserpina When Lucien sent a message informing me that he would be arriving later that afternoon, I was in a flutter.Like a young woman waiting for her lover, I thought ruefully, as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Inspite of his stran

Proserpina Brian and I connected as easily as we had done in the earlier years. It felt to me as though we had not been out of touch all these years. Impulsively, I grabbed his hands and we stood, grinning and speaking. Ria and Piers who had approached warily were thrilled to see him; in particular, Piers who hugged him in abandon.As I stood with Claude in my arms, listening to Brian speaking in his calm, unaffected manner, I marvelled at his simplicity. I had read about his work online and I had been overwhelmed! He had been hailed all over the world as a man who was doing a lot of work in his field of spreading the message of peace via the teachings of the Buddha. He was also doing a lot for the people who were affected by natural calamities all over the world.During a lull in the conversation, as we sat sipping tea, he asked,“Do you know about the Mother’ His tone was sad.I nodded. The Mother, the chief nun at the monastery when I had been residing there, had passed away peacef

LucienHe could not control himself for long. The sight of this woman before him, her brown eyes looking up at him soulfully, with love and trust made him feel angry with himself. Did he deserve her?’She took him in her mouth, gently, lovingly. But he did not want to do gentle now. He wanted to hurt her, to use her,Jerking her to her feet, he pushed her to the bed and flipped her onto her stomach.Then, before she could take a breath, he had slammed into her, revelling in the gasp. She was wet, so gloriously wet, pink and glistening, and he covered her with his body as he rode her, bending over her. He could smell her arousal and hear her panting and gasping, and it made him harder as he slammed into her tight channel.***“ This is the only c*ck you will ever get, baby.’ He growled with each powerful thrust, getting more aroused as she whimpered in shock, pain and pleasure mingling in her.He lowered his mouth to her ear and said in a hoarse tone even as he rode her mercilessly,“A

ProserpinaI stumbled, determined to get out of the room, pushing him away.As I approached the door, he reached there before me, placing his large hands on the door, preventing me from opening it. he was behind me and I could feel the heat of his body as he held me captive, preventing me from opening the door. he spun me about urgently, a look of wretchedness on his face as he growled.‘You have to listen to me,' he said, a quiet anguish in his voice. I turned to push him away but he captured my hands in one of his massive ones and spoke in a hoarse, urgent tone,‘’I...I thought it was you…’ and as I stared at him, baffled, he went on, meeting my eyes, searching, a strange expression in them.‘That night, I swear, I thought it was you with me, woman.’I gaped at him and then hit him again, on his deep chest.‘I…’ I sputtered in fury now,‘Just how NAÏVE do you think I am, you…you low life scum? You...man whore?’I spat,I was breathing heavily and he held me captive against the door,