All Chapters of Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NicoJust looking at her with her lifted chin, the sorrow in her eyes at an arranged marriage, pulls on my heart. Dammit why do I have to start having feelings for this woman? How did this even happen? She was merely supposed to be a tool, a weapon, a woman with the Gianluca name to marry to give me the ownership of the streets. Our two families blending to be the biggest in New York City.What can I say? I can’t tell her I love her; how do I even know it’s love? It could just be infatuation. She is intriguing, her strength and her dry sense of humor are challenging and maybe it’s only that, which makes me feel strange inside. She makes me dizzy; she drives me insane, I’ve never met a woman like her before.The woman who I am engaged to, to be married to. “Let’s get it over and done with,” she says as she makes her way up the stone steps leading to the registry office. I follow behind trying not to look at the curve of her hips, the way her ass sits high on her lean legs. My dick want

NicoHer breath is warm, I can smell her fragrance a hint of muskiness, and floral it hits all my senses. My dick hardens in my pants. “All you have to say is no, Nico and I won’t go any further.”Her breathing is rapid. “Say it and I will leave you alone.” I hear her whimper knowing her body is on fire, it is betraying her and try as she may with her mind, there is no denying there is a connection, a force so strong that it leaves even me bewildered.My desire to rip her clothes off is strong. I want to expose her nakedness, to see her pert tits in the flesh and look at her slick pussy. I want to run my tongue along her clit.“Once, Nico just once then you can leave me.” I laugh at her words.“Are you begging me yet, Princess.” She shakes her head vehemently. I rip her top, she gasps. Yet I can see the pulse throbbing in her neck, just like my cock is in my pants. My balls tight and aching to explode.Her perfect nipples, hard and bitable are straining against the sheer, black lacey

NicoI wake and remember I am in the bed with Lucky, the evening comes back to me. The sound of her voice as she was reading her story to me, it sent me to sleep. Not because I was bored, but her voice it is soothing when she is not being a bitch or brat to me. I could listen to her voice all night long.It's still dark outside, I easily slip from under the sheets and make my way to the closet room to put on my workout gear. But not before I take another look at her peaceful, resting face. She is beautiful, graceful, her skin is tan even with he light on dimly, I can see her glow. Lucky’s hair is splayed all over the pillows, so much of it, it’s dizzying. It reminds me of a glossy mane.Quietly, I move around to retrieve my running shorts, my old, favorite black T-shirt and slip into my trainers then take a seat on one of the chairs in the closet room and do up the laces.“Hey, are you planning on shirking out of running with me? Are you scared to lose?” And there goes that mouth of h

NicoI walk away shaking my head, it’s like dealing with a child sometimes. Does she not know how serious this is? Or does she simply think she is beyond everything? That nobody can hurt her? I mean she was standing right by me when the shot went off.I don’t know whether I am angry because of her attitude or turned on by her stubbornness and relentless search of freedom. Seriously, the woman is not my hostage, she can come and go as she likes. But it will be at her own expense and God help me if anything happens to her.My hand finds its way to my heart, I clutch it at the thought of anything happening to Lucky. It strikes me odd that I haven’t even liked this woman before and yet now, well now everything is so different.And listening to her read to me in bed last night was like music to my ears. I swear it was the first good night’s sleep I have had in a very long time. Her voice was soft, gentle not the harshness she tones when she speaks directly to me.“Good morning, Brother,” T

NicoSeeing Lucky with her parents causes me to have a bang of guilt, I have taken her away from her family. Her brothers are supposed to be here but they’re too strong headed to see sense. Apparently, they think they can take on the world and will find the shooter.Fucking good luck to them, even I am having difficulty finding out who it was. On other matters, Dario is now here too. I feel better that he is safe within this residence. We have set up one of the master suites upstairs for him with round the clock care. So far, he is refusing to talk to anyone, even though he is now lucid. His withdrawal is not a pretty sight, but he has to tough it out otherwise he’ll wind up dead on the streets.“You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders, Son,” my father says as he comes to stand next to me where I look on at Lucky and her family embracing.“No more than usual, father. How are you feeling?” His health has started to deteriorate but he’s had a good innings now hea