Make Me Wet Don DeMarco

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Amelia's POV

"Your boobs are fucking big, amoretto." Don DeMarco's baritone voice was driving me crazy.

Fuck, his Italian accent! He was there sucking the hell outta my tits and here I was, moaning like hell.

"D....don." I mumbled, my voice low. Bounded in chains that held me tightly to the pillar, the pains from the lashes I received earlier, gingered through my veins.

Ah, Don Alessandro DeMarco was doing things to me; worst, he was making me feel sweet pains.

"P...please." I whispered, my breath hitching as I gasped. I wanted him to stop yet I didn't want the pleasure to stop.

Esctasy, fucking esctasy. Amelia, you're going CRAZY.

He paused and I opened my eyes, almost begging him to continue.

"Amoretto, you taste so sweet." He whispered into my ears, his hot breath brushing against my skin covered with goosebumps.

"I didn't expect the Russo Underground Mafia to have someone as sweet as you!"

I shook my head, my fists tightening by my side. "This is the fifth time I'm repeating to you, Don Alessandro DeMarco; I'm not a member of their Mafia gr-"

Hardly had I finished speaking when the whip lashed on my skin, slicing through.

"Ah!" I winced, throwing my head backwards. I gritted my teeth as his hand reached for my thighs, his fingers sliding into my pantie.

A moan escaped my lips as he shoved his fingers in, moving in and out roughly.

"You're fucking tight, amoretto." He licked his lips, grabbing my jaw roughly, his fingers still in me. He said, each words after a finger fuck, "This is what happens to whoever messes with me, Amoretto."

Again, his voice drove me crazy. I was on cloud nine, enjoying the things he was doing to me. I didn't mind the pain and focused on the pleasure instead.

Fuck, he was good at this. Even my fucking boyfriend who got me into this mess had never made me feel this...way.

Ah, Alessandro DeMarco. There you go again. Yeah, I love it.

"How dare you lie to me that you're not part of the Russo Mafia, you work for them, Amoretto." Alessandro seethed, his claws curled around my neck almost choking me to death.

Fuck Julian for landing me in this mess. Two days ago, I was just a simple girl who loves nothing but maintaining a low profile.

A girl who enjoys journeying through the darkest part of the internet, hacking people's device. It gave me joy, and also fed me.

As an orphan, I had no choice than finding a way to earn a living and fend myself.

It was all good, hacking and getting money until Julian came with this deal- a shady deal that involved infiltrating Don DeMarco's Mafia organisation.

I never knew Julian- my innocent nerd of a boyfriend actually worked with the Mafia until two days ago.

Fuck that son of a gun, he took to his wings immediately I was caught.

"Don Alessandro, I swear by the heavens I'm saying the truth." I tried to convince him but the sneer on his face made me understand that he cared less..