Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

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able to sleep at dawn. She had expected Sergio to join her in b

She didn't have enough sleep and that was because she didn't want any. How

her eyes lazily. She was not fully awake but she could sense another presence in the room. Someone else w

lic eyes. Rosana forced herself not to stare at him. He was shirtless and beautiful, even with the inks all over him b

rning, A

osana asked instead, raising

hing

ing to believe a word from his m

onger without uttering a word, Rosana had to check what he was looking at

mouth as she immediately grabbed the duvet

rom her body. Before she could think of slipping away, he gr

t she couldn't. His upper body was now above h

u understand? Every fuck

er heart was beating wildly in her chest and her pulse pounded violently. His c

om me?" She quivered

and nuzzled the hollow between her neck and her shoulder, sending goosebumps

hat he was doing to her, she didn't want it. The only man who had made her feel this way was Allen

red and started fi

er to her cup her bare bre@st. He grazed her nipple with h

top... P

him stop. She never wanted any other man to lay hands on her, not even her husband, Sergio

yes pinned on hers, he watched her breath cease while he lic

p! S

th her bre@sts, they were engorged and her nipples looked l

er limbs. She was helpless. She already knew that no amount of struggle wo

body stiffened beneath him. She started thrashing and yelling on the bed bu

. Sergio

fingers under her panties. "Sei così fott

middle finger into her wet pûssy. She arched her back off the bed

. Ser

Still stroking her clit, he began thrusting his finger insi

drew his middle finger and licked it, along with the pads of his thumb. His actions cause

cking

yed. Sergio had released her and was now

oice was shamefully quiet

n my orders, Bambol

hy

not be this ni

the wardrobe but she refused to wear any because she didn't want to look like the rest of them. She had noticed that

transpired between her and Sergio. How d

g funny. She shook her head, clearing out the thought from her mind. She was never going to

*

are Ros

nded, staring back

h his mother, she had started imagining what the woman would look like.

r going to be possi

's mother. Welcome t

Sergio. "Non mi fido di

." Sergio responded, still facing the w

married that girl after I told you not to.

d inside his trouser pocket. He was dressed in black neatly tailor

ask you one more time. Go up to your room an

She knew she couldn't push any further because the next

do not regret this later, my son" Sh

nd you will treat

oice. Without turning, she nod