All Chapters of Forced Marriage with the Mafia King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AliciaIt's been twenty-seven days since I began my training with David. He had talked about the final days for weeks and I have no fucking idea what he meant.All i see is darkness as I stand in the corridor, this is not the bunker, I can feel it. It's different from the walls i have become accustomed to.{Two hours ago}Opening my eyes to complete darkness, my whole body aches ftom the training last night, my ears hurt from the screaming and gunshots. I try to open my eyes but they are sealed shut, panic fills my body as I spring up from the bed. I hear a squeak underneath me, cold air brushes against my skin. My throat burns each time I open them up.Where the fuck am I? This must be a dream because I remembered slumping into the bed last. I force my eyes open but all I see is darkness.A sharp pain emerges from my stomach, my body is split into two, my legs on the other side of the hard surface pressing against my back and my head lows. My hands are restricted, the cold metals bru

AliciaThis man is not just fucking huge, he is a damn tank. Six foot tall and all. He ripped the black tank top off his body leaving behind his grey sweatpants. flexing his muscles before he made his way towards me.I am a good distance away from the first room I was once in. Every single weapon I had or had seen was in the room. The ones that belonged to me and others from the dead men. I think of the axe I had left behind. It may not have been a good choice before but now I think it is the perfect choice.Running as fast as I can, he is already past the room which means I had to go through him if I were to get to those weapons. He spread his arm wide to catch me, probably to crush me with his massive muscles, I slide down underneath his spread apart legs. He is damn to big to able to close his legs as he walk. Picking up myself and rushing into the room, my hair is yanked backwards and I am shoved into the wall. I feel a sharp pain at the back of my head. It hurt like a hammer be

DerekShe pushed me away with a hit to my chest, my lips lingered for her honey-tasting lips.“I need you to fucking answer me” she voiced out. She had reached her peak. Eager to know what her stance is in my life. Determined to know if she actually mattered in my life or if she was just a toy that I could and dispose. Her words not mine. I have met ladies who assume a relationship because of a kiss or a close case of intimacy. We may be married but she still has the idea that I would never love her, that I could never choose her over my life. Now that she is certain that she loves me, she needs that affirmation without jumping into conclusions from my actions.I know I am misleading, one minute I act like I want her and the minute I am cold and distance.Pick a damn side motherfucker— I say go myself all the time.“I am doing everything I can just so that I could be with you, to remain by your side” she stutters a bit. Her lips frozen then she looks at me. Those blue eyes pleading

AliciaHis fingers pull out from me and I am breathless. So close to climax. He teases me. Makes me need him more, a viable reason to punish me. I have not yet recovered from most of my injuries, at this point I don't really care how he handles me. My body was his.My soul belong to him.I belong to him.His gaze pierces mine, his aromatic green eyes is all I can see as I catch my breath. His breathing is steady, the shirt he wears hugs his body revealing his ripped muscles. My hands itch to touch them but I don't want to make a mistake. He had already left my pussy wet, eager for me to feel him inside of me.He glances down at my lips before he leaned forward and steals a kiss from me. It's short and leaves me begging for more. More taste of his lips, to have it softly pressed against mine while I feel the warmth of his body.“Please” the words slip out of my mouth. I needed him.I can't say the same for him. I can't count the amount of times he has left me begging after getting

Alicia I find myself in the kitchen as he carried me all the way, sitting me on the kitchen counter. My hiccup worsen by every minute. Water splashes into the glass cup in his hand then he brings it to my lips. I take a jug of it as it spills down my body. His arms rest on the counter with me inbetween. He waits patiently for me as I drink, his baby green eyes keen on me. I drop the cup on the counter, my hiccup gone at this moment. Kind gestures like this are what tug at my heartstrings. I feel a warm touch on my cleavage. It's wet and erotic. Using his tongue to lick off the water dripping down from my neck, I gasps when his tongue gets to my cleavage. My heels slam on the cupboard below the counter from how good that felt. My eyelids shut in pleasure and I arch my back into him raising my chest up, he mops up every drop until I am spotless. His knuckles run up my nipples then circles around them searching for the right spot. Damn the things it does to my body. His palm sla