The Mafia's Angel Ordeal.

hing away exhaustion. The shower was my refuge-a brief escape from ever

nce, was only available to me on days he allowed it, and even then, I couldn't text anyone without his permission. My father's betrayal of my m

r broke the silence. I paused the show

ans

with frosted glass. My breath caught; the ensuite bathroom

's house, that sound would have terrified me. But here, in the Blade's

d there, bare-chested, a towel around his waist, his dark eyes roving over me

deep and laced with amusement, his eyes u

Heat flushed through me, and I instinctively covered myself wi

s voice soft and earnest

body. I felt vulnerable, but there was something in the way he lo

my eyes fixed on the feast before me,

u one." He smirked, stepping back slightly, a mischievous glint in h

ve knocked first?" I managed,

You just didn't hear me. Besides, this is my hou

water kept cascading over me, but it did not

me here to chit-chat, this session's over. I need to scrub my b

ng up the shower gel from the

don

s tone low and insistent.

my back. His touch was firm yet tender, and I couldn't suppress the shive

whispered, but my voice wa

sary," he pressed, his mout

touch that set fire to my nerves. The tension between us

me around. "You

trel

oom for hesitation. It was deep, yet not rough-dizzying, lea

hands roaming my skin. I breathed loudly, my heart

" he gr

He stared at me intently, watching how his fingers made me curl. I gasped when his mouth found my collarbone, then moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses that burnt a

his voice thick with des

t they slipped on the wet surface. His strong hands

o his knees, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder. His hands g

clit, the sensation overwhelming. He explored me with deliberate,

gged, my hands tan

per, his tongue delving into me with relentless precision. My legs t

ke from the involuntary pleasure; I w

is life depended on it. My grip on his hair tightened. His hands moved to my breasts, and that was it. I came with a sc

and strong-so much so that my heart raced with the thought of it. If he got inside me, I wouldn't be able to handle it; I might even pass out. I fought

r argument. I obeyed, sinking to the floor as he guided hi

d, his voice that o

my hair as I worked him slowly, my tongue teasing the tip. His movements were deliberate, his hips rocking forward in rhythm.

red through clenched t

irk playing on his lips only fuelled the fire inside me. I hollowed my cheeks, deep-throat

loosening just enough to let me set t

my tongue around his length, savoring the taste of his precum. His br

anding and insistent, his hands roaming my body as though he couldn't get enough. He turned me around, pressing

my ass. My breath became s

grip loosened, and I thought he'd let go, but then his fingers tightened

owled. Before I could react, he

ssed harder against me, the tip of his cock teasing the lips of my pr

my voice shaking as te

u now-I can't hold it in any longer," he hissed, his tone venomous. His breath was hot ag

at cost us? Millions, gone in an instant. She was worth more than you can imagine, and he let her slip through his fingers like she was

in a brothel, repaying your father's debt with your dignity. You'd be nothing but a to

ed in my mind. She wasn't just a ghost of my father's past-s

cutting. "I married you. Saved you. And this is how yo

eeks. Why was I apologizing? My vision swam wit

t, his palm striking my wet as

" he growled, his t

his tip rubbing against me. Tears fell as his grip on my thigh