Slaved By Mafia Master Lust

sion, white and sandstone with a castle kind

e circular driveway, st

is beautifu

stay fixed out front

mb out as I grip my handbag with white-knuckle force. M

insane amo

nce is around to the side," he says. I follow him up a path until we get to a door, whi

ints to the kitchen. "And your be

past him, into

esn't come in. "The bathroom

ng in here? "Okay,

er and..." He pauses, as if collecting his thoughts. "If

wn. "F

d about a problem for the first tim

appen before? "Of

e and meet the children...

ldings creating an atrium, and I smile as I look up in wonder. There is a large window in the main house that looks onto the kitchen. I can see beyond that into the living area from the co

, and I follow Mr. M

me and meet yo

ted, while the girl just looks up and rolls her eyes. I smile

he wraps his arms around my legs. He has dark h

Samuel.

illow," he

o." She folds her arms across her c

ze for a moment, saying s

ds her hand out for me

r. Masters. He can keep her under

ounge, grabs something, an

e a f

ck,

the

paper in front of him before he looks back up at me. "You're pretty." He smiles.

two," he instructs and they both complain. He turns his attention back to

urse." I go to walk back down to my apartment, and th

ne. "When you hea

it for him to say something else, but it does

odni

es, and Willow ignores me, w

close the door behind me. Then I flop

have I

a glass. There's no other option; I'm going to have to sneak up into the main house

arkened corridor, I can

as a glass of red wine in his hand. I stand in the dark, unable to tear my eyes awa

and I push myself b

e me here

hi

ng he's wearing is his navy-blue boxer shorts. His dark hair h

ldn't be standing here in the dark, watching him like a

to me as he pours himself another glass of red. He lif

f against the

he fridge and takes

ha

s on the counter

is he

ike I can

ont of his boxer shorts, and then he

yes w

the

unter and turns the main light off,

n his hand, he dis

e hell w

t went up to his bedroom

O

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G

k, k

but I frown and try

t again.

wards the door and I see

en, and I si

showered, and he's wearing an immaculate suit. "I'm looking for Samuel." His gaze roams down to my breasts hangin

?" I frown. "

whispers as he gest