All Chapters of MAFIA'S BOSS PLAYTHING: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

When Lewis heard what Isabella said, his eyes lit up with joy."Yes, that is my greatest wish, Isabel: to go on a date with you," Lewis agreed without hesitation, even more excited about it.Isabella smiled at him and replied, "I will call you after school today."The electric bell rang, reminding them that break was over. They returned to their respective classrooms. Isabella did not find Cecilia in the classroom all day, even though she had sent a message to her, but it was never replied to.When school was over, she left the classroom and exited the school compound with Lewis in his car. The moment he drove out of the school grounds, another car sped in. It was Lorenzo's car. He got out and looked around. A man approached him sneakily and said, "Boss, she left the school in the General's son's car. They are planning to go on a date."Lorenzo's facial expression darkened when he heard this.His fists clenched tightly as he pulled out his phone and dialed Isabella's number, but her p

Isabella's heart clenched tightly because she knew Lorenzo wasn't just making a threat; he meant every word he had just said.She was so afraid that she couldn't even speak, but then she saw Lorenzo turn around, about to walk away.The thought of being subjected to being a sex tool by two different men she had no feelings for terrified her.Panicking, she called out to Lorenzo, looking flustered. "Dad, please, don't leave me. Please!"Lorenzo didn't look back; he continued walking away.Isabella struggled to her feet and wanted to run after him, but she was suddenly pulled back roughly and stumbled, falling to the floor.Two naked men stroking their dicks looked at her, while smiling evilly."She is very pretty; I would be a happy man entering her tiny butthole," one of them said with a wide grin.Isabella, upon hearing this, was so scared that she quickly stood on her feet and wanted to flee as far as she could.But she was slapped forcefully on the face, causing her to stumble and f

Lewis ran to the entrance door and tried to pull it open, but the door refused to budge. After pulling for some time, he realized it was locked, so he ran back to the window."Isabella, the door is locked. Do you have the keys? Do you know where they are kept?" he asked, bombarding her with questions.Isabella just stared at him, looking extremely confused. She couldn't remember ever seeing the entrance door locked; it had always been open. This was the first time it was locked, and she appeared lost."I don't know where the keys are," Isabella replied.Knowing how capable Lorenzo was and aware that they were already running out of time, Lewis anxiously urged her, "Go and search. Check the storeroom, even his bedroom..."The sound of a roaring engine in the distance filled the air as he spoke to Isabella. He knew Lorenzo was already making his way home."Damn it!" he cursed under his breath in frustration, running his fingers through his hair and pulling it in exasperation.Isabella's

One of them shook his head and then said, "Nobody will believe you, little girl. We control the authorities. What do you think they could do to us?"When Isabella heard this, her face became paler. She now remembered why Lewis was helpless against Lorenzo, despite being the only son of a general.After dressing up, Lorenzo leaned against a corner with his arms folded and watched quietly, snickering to himself.Isabella swallowed nervously and then threatened fearfully, "I will bite my tongue and kill myself."One of the men raised his eyebrow at Isabella and then chuckled. "I am a professor of psychology; this little lie doesn’t move me."Isabella felt lost. She didn’t know what she could do anymore; she just stood there with tears rolling down her cheeks.One of the men stood up and walked over to Isabella, standing before her. He ran his fingers over her face and then cupped her breasts, commenting, "Not bad; it's beautiful." He then bent down to capture her nipple with his lips.Bu

She clung to Lorenzo tightly as he brought her inside the clubhouse.To Isabella's surprise, unlike other clubhouses, there were many people present, but none of them were dancing. Instead, they were either picking up sachets filled with a white substance or moving around to arrange them on a table.The dance floor was empty, and the pole that usually had a dancer was also vacant; it looked nothing like a club."This isn't a clubhouse, Isabel, but my birds' nest," Lorenzo observed lazily as he noticed her looking around curiously.Isabella didn’t understand what he meant by "birds' nest." She stared at him with a questioning look, full of curiosity, but Lorenzo was too lazy to explain. Instead, he said, "Don't think too much about it; you should learn how to listen more and speak less."Having finished speaking, he tugged at her arm, and they both strode into one of the rooms. The private room had an office setting, but there were no books, and the table was filled with sachet package