All Chapters of MAFIA'S BOSS PLAYTHING: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Isabella stopped trying to convince her mother when she realized her words weren’t being taken seriously.“Isabel, your dad is waiting for us. Let’s head to dinner,” Laura called from the doorway. With a sigh, Isabella set the book she had been reading on her bed and followed her mother out of the room.Lorenzo was already seated at the dining table when he spotted Isabella, and a smile spread across his face. "I've prepared dinner for us. My cooking may not be perfect, but I promise you'll enjoy it."Laura returned his smile warmly. "I've tasted your cooking before; you're the best I've ever known. If every man cooked like you, women would fall in love every day," she said, playfully flattering him.Lorenzo chuckled, his gaze lingering on Isabella for a moment before he spoke again. "Enough of the pleasantries; let's eat."They all sat down and enjoyed the meal in comfortable silence.After they finished eating, Laura turned to Isabella and said, "I've finalized the transfer. You can

Laura's face was etched with distrust and doubt; it was clear she didn’t believe a word Isabella had just said. She suspected that Isabella didn’t like Lorenzo and was trying to convince her to abandon their relationship.Taking Isabella's hands, Laura sat her down and, locking eyes with her, said earnestly, “Isabella, Lorenzo is a good man. He will be a wonderful father to you. Please give him a chance. He even welcomed us into his home—remember, this isn’t just ours.”Hearing her mother's response, Isabella felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. She hadn't expected her mother to doubt her."If you say so," Isabella sighed, resigning herself to the situation."Come on, let’s have dinner," Laura said, offering her daughter a warm smile.They both went out together and had dinner with Lorenzo, who kept stealing glances at Isabella, making her feel uneasy.She avoided his gaze and ate quickly. After stacking the used plates, she took them to the kitchen to wash them.As she was bus

Isabella knew that without tape evidence, her mother wouldn't believe a word she said. When she pushed the door open, the moaning became louder.To her shock, her gaze fell on Lorenzo, who was sitting in a chair, staring intently at the television. The couch he was sitting on backed against the entrance door, so he didn't notice Isabella's arrival.Then Isabella shifted her gaze toward the direction he was looking, and to her shock, she saw a man with a BBC pinning down a young girl while hitting her from behind.The way the girl moaned and how the man handled her roughly filled Isabella with a tingling sensation she had never felt before. Her nipples suddenly hardened, and she clamped her legs together, feeling a rush of heat.Her clumsy gesture caught Lorenzo's attention. He paused the video he was watching and craned his head toward Isabella's direction.He gasped in shock and pretended to turn off the television. "Isabella, you’re back from school?" he asked, stating the obvious.I

The moment Cecilia heard this, her eyes widened, and she gasped audibly.Isabella, feeling uneasy, quickly covered her mouth with her palm and gestured at him, "Sssshhh!"Cecilia shook her head before Isabella let go. When she could finally speak, Cecilia asked, looking curious, "Is it big?"Isabella blushed in embarrassment but still nodded, her face red as a tomato. Cecilia wanted to say more, but the electric bell rang, warning them that lessons were about to start for the day.Cecilia pulled her to class, and when it was break time, both of them walked to the canteen. As they were walking, they heard Lewis calling out to Isabella, "Isabella!"When Cecilia saw her walking toward them, she smiled and muttered under her breath, "Isabella, the school hunk seems to be crazy about you. I’ll grab our lunch."She left the two of them to discuss privately.When Lewis walked over, he stood before Isabella and said, "Hey.""Hey," Isabella replied.Lewis stuck his hand in his pocket, appearing

"Looking at Isabella's perky breasts, Lorenzo swallowed hard. He could barely hold back, but he didn't make a move; instead, he instructed her on how to stimulate herself to climax."Rub it faster!" Lorenzo said."Then put your nipples inside your mouth," he added, warning sternly, "Don't stifle your moans. Daddy wants to hear you moan loudly while you do it.""Yes, yes! Aahhh!" Isabella's moans grew louder, her chest heaving as her fingers rubbed her clit faster. She grabbed her breasts and moaned, beads of sweat gathering on her forehead.Then her legs started shaking as she cried, "It is so sweet, it is so sweet!"She trembled and almost fell off the chair as she squirted. Lorenzo chuckled and praised her, saying, "You are a squirter; that is great. Go and wash off so that you won't be late for school tomorrow."Isabella stared dazedly. She felt weak yet satisfied; the feeling she had just experienced was heavenly—one she hadn’t felt in her entire life.Although Isabella was relucta