A Contract with the Ruthless Mafia Billionaire

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My heart was pounding in my chest as I stepped forward, holding o

o meet mine. A sly smirk tugged at his lips agai

mehow filled the entire room. "I'll do anything to save

on me in that moment that I had just sealed something far darker

g over me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. "Good girl," he whisp

e now, litt

throat. "Pl....Please let me go to my brother." But he

so

I stood frozen, uncertain about what was happenin

ed past a hallway, past two huge guards who didn't even blink as we passed. The door he led

ed, a full-length mirror at the edge of the bed. No windows. "Wh

d in an instant he was closing the distance between us. "Wh...what

hands on my waist as he grabbed me-rough, unforgiving. O

sing every bit of space I had left to breathe. His mouth crashed onto mine...n

s lips. The taste of him flooded every part of my senses...dark

the solid wall of muscle on his body. But it was like I was trying t

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to my ears as his hands slid to my thighs, pulling me tighter into him, his thi

s as the cold air licked across my exposed skin. I gasped for air again, the sound unintentio

iting, just threatening, making me shiver even as

to my ear while his mouth devoured every part of my ne

ngerous. His hand curled into my hair, drawing my head back it exposing my neck li

t him to stop. And maybe... maybe he saw it. Because suddenly he pull

y gasps, my fingers clutching at the torn remains of my

till taste me. "I'm not fucking you tonight." His eyes dropped down to my bod

just holding back with a terrifying kind of discipline. "I like to see fear i

more." Of course, I couldn't say a word, my heart was still in my throat

nking he would grab me again. But instead, his fingers only brushed a stra

open. "You'll stay here for tonight. Locked and w

g to speak in the doorway. Then the door shut b

l pounding in my chest from the mem

t had I just gotten myself into?" I murmured, wrappin

his touch, the way my skin burned from where his hands had been. That fucking look

ed closer to the mirror slowly, my reflection looked....new

ra. A small, red light was blinking from the ceiling. I was being w

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