Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

??? UNITED STATES OF AMERICA???

Lucretia looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw a version of herself that had been long buried. Instead of the dull, pain-filled eyes, it was now clear as the day with a glint of happiness behind it. Her face didn’t look pale any longer. It now had a little bit of color and was more defined.

Before, a day wouldn’t pass without her getting a mark on her skin but now, it was all clear and flawless, except for the hickeys Enzo had planted on her neck, shoulders, and chest. Her skin flushed as she remembered all the times they made out over the past few days. It was always hot, breathtaking, and one that left her craving for more.

After telling the little story about his past, Enzo left her to finish her breakfast while he made some arrangements. After that, he took her to the mall and spent time picking up her clothes, shoes, bags, and accessories. All she had to do was try the clothes on and give him a little but sexy runway.

She had turned stubborn and started teasing him which earned her several spanks on the b*tt while he f*cked her in the female bathroom. Before then, he had ripped off her lace panties and stuffed it inside her mouth, muffling her cries and moans.

The next day, they took off on one of his private jets to Spain. When they arrived, they had lunch in one of the best restaurants and retreated to Enzo’s house where they f*cked all night long. The next day, they went around, visiting popular places in the city.

They left Spain and flew down to America. When they arrived, Lucretia couldn’t hold back her tears as she visited the high school she attended with Rosana. With the way her life had turned out to be, she had never thought she’d go back there.

Now, she couldn’t help smiling after receiving a massage in one of the biggest SPAs in the city. When Enzo booked the appointment for her, she bluntly declined but changed her mind when he decided to honor her wish and f*ck her the whole day instead.

Taking a deep breath, Lucretia grabbed her bag and walked out of the building to Enzo who was waiting outside for her. She got to where he was leaning on his Bugatti and frowned.

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“I already told you this is my second favorite thing. The first is hearing you scream my name while I am balls deep inside of you, Cari? o”

She should be used to his dirty words by now but she wasn’t. Not when it was always directed to her no matter the place or people around. Shuddering, she looked around just to be sure no one had heard before turning back to him.

“I wish it f*cking burns your lungs till you cannot breathe anymore” She turned to get into the car but he held her back.

“Say that one more time, Cari? o, I dare you”

Lucretia looked into his eyes which had turned dark and smiled. It was funny how she always managed to bring out the dark side of him. To every other lady, he was an angel, a prince Charming. But she knew better than to fall for those because they were only facades.

Enzo De Niro was no angel. Just like his brother, he was dark but hid his beast side perfectly. He covered it up with smiles that melted hearts faster than anything else could. A charming and cunning devil was who he was.

“It does not matter if I say it a thousand times. That sh*t has never been good. It is like a venom. The more you keep smoking, the more it poisons your system”

There was amusement in his eyes but it disappeared almost immediately. He released her arm and raised his hand to caress her cheek gently. Lucretia shuddered and couldn’t ignore the flame flickering between her legs or the way her breathing shallowed under his touch.

“You are smart, I would give you that” He paused and stared down at her parted lips. “But I still think you should have repeated those f*cking words and we would have seen who would not breathe anymore”

Despite his words, Lucretia licked her lips and wished he could just kiss her. He had kissed every other part of her body but not her lips. And now, she wondered why. Why hasn’t he claimed her mouth yet?

She burned to know what he tasted like. How his mouth would feel against hers. Would it burn the same way it did whenever he touched her? Would he ravage her lips the same way he did to her body?

Her thoughts were terminated when he stepped away and opened the door for her. “Get in”

Disappointment flashed across her features but she covered it up immediately. She took a step forward and got into the car. What was even wrong with her? She wondered and watched him turn over to the driver’s side. When did she get so needy? So desperate for a man’s kiss and touch on her body? Sergio remained in the car which had pulled to a halt in front of the mansion. He sat listening to Vladimir Ivanovich, crying and pleading for his mercy in the Russian language. The latter had been trying to reach him but to no avail. “Boss, it is all set. The Soldatos in Russia have locked all of Vladimir’s men inside the container. They have also gotten all his assets and everything he owns.” He paused and stretched out his phone, revealing an ongoing call with one of the men “They are waiting for your command”

Sergio nodded and started walking away. “Blow everything up”

As he walked into the mansion, he already knew all of Vladimir’s men and properties all over the world were on fire at the moment. He could even imagine the men trapped in a container and yelling in pain while their bodies burned and till they turned into ashes.

He stopped in front of the bedroom and smiled when he remembered how Rosana clung to his side in the morning. After making him feed her like she did the past four days, she refused to let him leave.

Finally, he opened the door and walked in to meet her sitting in front of the mirror, lost in thoughts. She didn’t notice his presence until he walked over and planted a wet kiss on her neck.

“Holy…” Startled, she trailed off when she looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror.

“What is occupying your head, Bambolina?”

She shook her head immediately and stood up. “Nothing”

“Nothing, huh?”

“Nothing” She affirmed and moved away from him, creating a distance between them. “I… Uh… I should go to bed”

Sergio accessed her closely and didn’t take long to discover that something was wrong. “Bambolina…”

Instead of responding, she hastened her footsteps till she got over to the bed. Without glancing up at him, she climbed on top and laid down.

“Stai bene?” [Are you alright?] He asked and walked over to the bed. “F*cking talk to me because I am almost losing my mind here”

Rosana tried to avoid his gaze at all costs. Her heart was heavy and her eyes threatened to spill tears. The last thing she needed was to break down in front of him. Would he even care if she did? All she needed at the moment was space. Everything had happened so fast and she didn’t get enough time to grasp it.

“Bambolina, do not make me ask one more time”

“Sergio, please…” She whispered and squeezed her eyes shut, holding the duvet tight to her chest. “Please leave me alone”

“The hell I will” He thundered, his eyes bloodshot and fist clenched. Did someone hurt her? What was she hiding from him? “Rosana, what the f*ck is wrong with you?”

She winced at how he wrapped his lips around the vowels in her name. It wasn’t sweet but dark and dangerous, causing shivers along her spine.

“Please…” She begged again and couldn’t help it this time. Tears flowed down from her eyes freely and she couldn’t even stop it. “Semplicemente… lasciami stare!” [Just… Just let me be!]

His chest tightened at the sight of her crying. What was going on with her? “As you wish. But not for long”