Trapped with the Mob Boss - A Mafia Romance

k sneaking over his shoulder and towards his neck. Tattoos. "Yes, hostage. If you haven't noticed, t

es of extreme stress have always been my coping mechanism, but as soon

close enough so I can feel his hot breath on my face. I turn my h

beaut

once one of the highest angels. He was beautiful, but evil existed inside of him, and he

is. When he leans forward, I think he might kiss me, but he stops an in

ning my face robotically, looking for any signs of weakness. "If you want to enjoy your st

corner of his mouth lifts in a

nds up, and stalks out of the room. The door sla

I'm alo

pte

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rough the vents. Every bang of her hand against the door is a blow to my control, my power. My fat

mble away and cower. She stands in the middle of the room, feet planted firml

ke care

in a single stride. Her blue eyes widen, but she doesn't mov

ncrete with a whoosh, the air in her lungs being forced out. Her he

er before she can

nything," I growl. "

rly terrifying her, she wouldn't even be able to manage that. If

e, enjoying the way her waist flares out. I dig my fingers into her fles

she glares at me with more hatred than I've ever seen before. "Beat me if you w

bodies are flush. I can practically feel the thrum of her pulse a

I want t

the further I move under her skirt. She tries to smooth down her skirt, but I use my other hand to pin hers a

as well be lace for the way my body reacts to the discovery. I'm only trying to frighten her, to let her understand what kind of conse

here's an undeniable fire there. She burns

es to stretch away from me, but I don't let her. "I'm more th

movement, drawing my face close to hers. Her nose is a button, her chin point

ys than once, and I'm shocked by the effect she's having on me.

to steel myself. Don't react. Don't give her that

hest. I feel the sense of calm, of power, radiating through me once again. Looking at the girl,

. My

m surprised until I feel the wetness between her legs. She's turned on. And when I feel her excitem

ingers in and out of her. She's straining against my hold on h

er ear. "You aren't

es and she snar