All Chapters of A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

⚠️ Trigger Warning; This chapter discusses possible sexual harm and other vices⚠️ Chapter 12ALLESIA "Where are you taking me?" "To your room." He answered simply. "My room? Do I get a room here?" When he did not answer, I quickly added, "Look, I have no plans of spending the night here. I need to go back to the hospital, so we need to get this over and done with." He stopped abruptly, his green eyes turning stormy, "Why do I feel like you are totally oblivious to the fact that you'd enjoy this?" "I'll enjoy this?" I scoffed, "There's no enjoyment that can come from you, Russel. You are a depraved beast and this is a business transaction, so the earlier we finish, the better." Russel's eyes remained on me for the longest moment before he finally shrugged and nodded, then he turned around and opened a door. "Go in." "You still won't sleep with me tonight?" I asked in irritation."Our arrangement isn’t for sleepovers, is it?" My eyes darted nervously as I struggled to find the

Chapter 14ALLESIA“Dress up and go back to your room. I'll see you tomorrow when I need you.” I felt so humiliated and used when he said those words. I looked down at my half naked body, his degrading words still making my cheeks burn red with pure embarrassment and pain. His eyes were still on mine, waiting for me to get out, there was no warmth in those eyes, not like I was expecting any. This was just a business transaction, I reminded myself, I was here to satisfy him, whatever means he sees fit. I bent down and hurriedly picked my clothes, I dressed up as fast as my shaky hands could carry me. Since he had thrown the key away, I had to wait for him to provide another key and open the door. He took his sweet time in opening the door while I waited with fidgety hands. When he finally finished, he stepped aside and I ran out of the room as quickly as I could. I spent the next hour in my room, sobbing until I slept off. I was still sleeping when I heard a soft knock on the door.

Chapter 16RUSSEL “Your father left a lot undone in the Cosa Monsoni, he owed his loyalty to me, boy.” Ignacio Salvatore’s words rang in my ears. “Now that he's dead, I'll let you have your place as the rightful Capo of the Westworld Wing and Cosa Monsoni, if and only if you pledge your allegiance to me.” I opened my eyes slowly and tried to adjust to the blinding light in the jet. It was a dream I thought mindlessly, perhaps a flashback I corrected myself. These types of words usually came to me each time I was about to meet Ignacio Salvatore. Perhaps it came from the place of hatred and grudge I held for him. The journey to New York took well over ten hours, four miles and huge trouble. Why Ignacio would prefer to meet in New York was beyond me, but I didn't dwell on that too much. We finally arrived at Ignacio’s mansion, Ignacio had insisted on seeing me alone without guards, so Kegan stayed back at one of my hotels in town. Although I was carrying a secret mic to let him keep

Chapter 18RUSSEL “Bloody hell! I finally get to go home.” I straightened my suit as I climbed into the car while Kegan entered after me. Our aids were driving close behind us in two SUVs and my latest conquest was in one of those cars, heavily guarded. “If I didn't know any better, I would think you are very eager to leave New York.” Kegan teased, “You almost look like a married man who cannot wait to run back home and have his wife in his hands. Seeing all the trouble you have put yourself to lately, I would even suggest you stay back here and cool off a bit.” I passed him a quick glare, “Is that your idea of disposing of me?” Kegan grinned mischievously, “I actually think you need a little rest, that's all.” I shook my head, “I cannot rest, you know that. Not when my enemies are working tirelessly to put an end to my existence.” Kegan let out a muffled sigh, “And right now, I'm sure we are adding Ignacio Salvatore’s name to the list in red ink, right?” “I wish it would be wi

Chapter 20 ALLESIA This was supposed to be my first kiss, but not to Russel. To him it was like conquering a tempest savoring a trophy. His lips moved roughly on mine, so rough that I had to fight to even breath, his tongue delved deeper into my mouth, probing me to open up for him and wanting to taste every part of my mouth. I struggled to match his pace, I really did. But he paused for a brief moment and stared at me and hissed with contempt in his eyes, “You are such a terrible kisser.” Was it possible to blush until there's no color left in your cheek? I was hanging there, half naked in front of him, my hands and legs tied while he had access to every part of my body. And yet he was still trying to unnerve me further by making such sly remarks. At this point, I was already considering telling him to go easy on me because he was my first, but I'd read in some novels that men like him do no like being with inexperienced virgins like me. So part of my reason for not telling