Semua Bab The Mafia's Angel : Bab 1 - Bab 9

Julia shook a wave of blonde hair behind her ear as she wiped the table vigorously. Her mother, Mrs Bianchi, had gone out to get some stuff. They just had a few minutes till the restaurant would open. As she wiped each table, her gaze surveyed the entire area. Her father had built the place with her mother before passing away. She could still imagine him juggling the customer's orders while her mum does the cooking. A tear fell from her eye. Those days are long gone; they are now simply memories.Soon she heard a vehicle approaching, it stopped in front of the restaurant building. She was surprised to see a customer this early so she removed her apron and walked quickly to the door.Approaching her from the vehicle was not just one but three assumed customers.“Good day, sirs. We are not fully open yet; would you want to-”Her words were cut short with a quick shove from one of the men. The three men dressed in dark suits entered the restaurant and began scanning the whole space as if

Brittany brought Julia to a room, it was huge and aesthetically pleasing in comparison to the house she and her mother lived in. She felt as if it had been deliberately designed for her, but that thought alone was horrifying.A minute later, someone knocked on the door and peered inside. It was Marcello. He signaled to Brittany who walked out with him.A few seconds later, she returned to the room and approached where Julia was standing.“You're quite lucky on your first day,” She started then threw her hands round the room, “This would be your room.”Julia shot her a look, “Why am I lucky?”The brunette looked at Julia, then laughed softly, “If you want to survive here like the other bitches, you need to tone your character down. All these shits you're displaying won't get you anywhere,” She paused, then added, “Don Rossini is the boss here and he gets whatever he wants, the earlier you learn that, the better it would be for you.”Julia said nothing. She knew Brittany was right, judg

“How dare she try to fool me?” Don questioned himself, indignant and unable to comprehend his emotions. He had caught her talking to another man. Her boyfriend, maybe. “The audacity!” He spat. His thoughts were racing and he couldn't concentrate on the documents before him as he paced around his study room. What was she doing to him?, he asked himself. He had never felt this way before, not even for a servant. After hours of not focusing, he gave up. He realized he had to act quickly or the situation would worsen. “A punishment would do.” He said to himself with a smirk. She was his and his alone; no one, not even her boyfriend, could change that, he reasoned as he shouted out to Marcello. “Yes, boss” “Get the girl, she will be coming with me.” He ordered. “Yes boss” Marcello answered, knowing well not to ask a question. *** Julia was seated in her room having nothing to do. She laid on her bed, looking at the ceiling while she plotted her escape route. She h

Julia let the boss undress her, she could not wait to feel his body on hers. As her gown fell to the ground, she was engulfed with kisses. Then suddenly, he carried her to the bed and laid her on it, still exploring his body with his lips. His tongue traced her earlobes, then down to her neckline before arriving at her belly button. Swirling his wet tongue on it, he made way into her vagina, his lips were absorbed in it as he sucked all of its liquids slowly. Julia moaned in passion as she raised her legs above his back and used her hand to prevent him from stopping. When he was sure he was satisfied, his lips moved back to hers, his tongue gliding in and out, entangled in a fire of passion. Then he stopped. Julia wondered why he stopped but when she caught sight of him pulling his pants, her heart raced even faster. His pants fell to his ankles and he stepped out of it exposing his groins. Julia's eyes widened. She was surprised at the size of his manhood, her pussy was tigh

"A servant attempting to flee?" The voice inquired as he inspected her with a torchlight.“I was not trying to.” She lied.“Would you mind explaining what you were doing out here by this time?”She did not respond.The man bent down towards her; Julia could not see his face, but she knew he was a guard. She could feel his grasp on her arm as he lifted her up.“Who is she?” Another guard approached them and asked.“A servant.” The man replied.When Julia was on her feet, she caught sight of the one that raised her up. He had a cruel expression on his face and a scar on his left eye.“Take her to the room until the boss requests for her,” he said to the other guard. *** It was 8am in the morning. Donatello sat in his office, his face buried in the paper before him but he couldn't concentrate. He had just received a message from one of his men confirming all the things Martin had said. Marco Morano has taken over his father's business and is now in c