Mafia Obsession

Rick

Five days have passed since Dan brought Alicia into my office. I haven’t been able to do anything about her other than take that damn photo. I’ve kept away from her out of

fear of what I’ll do if I go near her again.

The last time, I ended up forcing her over my lap and spanking her perfect, bare ass. It was ridiculous. When I realized she wasn’t wearing panties, it sent me spiraling out of control. I don’t want my uncontrollable attraction to her to distract me from what I need to do.

I can’t bring myself to harm the beauty locked up in our guest bedroom. What I should do is assign the task to one of my men to take care of it, but I can’t bring myself to do that either. The thought of any other man touching her makes me hot with possessive rage.

I sent the picture of her gagged and bound to her father. He is yet to respond to our demands and the fact we have her, which is odd. The most fucked up thing is that I’ve taken matters into my own hands a few too many times looking at the image.

Alicia Juliano gets me going like no woman ever has. She’s hot and feisty, and the way she moaned when I spanked her ass proved she loves being disciplined. I was moments away from tying her to the guest bed and having my way with her. I’m always in control.

Why the hell does she make me so crazy?

Leo is on the mend and out of our private hospital ward in the basement, but Kane is still far from fit. He took far worse gun wounds while he drove them to safety. He is always the hero, sacrificing his own safety for his brother and girlfriend.

Jasmine has been by his side day and night in the hospital room in our basement. She won’t even leave to get food or drink, but Ellie has taken to supplying her while she’s down there.

We use the room in the basement far too often for our men. We can’t use traditional hospitals, because it raises too many questions and heat that we don’t need. There’s only so much you can pay the police to look the other way.

I will need my brother to help me deal with her. If I go anywhere near her alone, it will be a miracle if I don’t end up balls deep inside of her.

“Sir.” I turn to see Dan jogging down the corridor toward me. “An incident has occurred with the Juliano girl.”

My heart rate spikes at the mention of her and incident in the same damn sentence. “What kind of incident?”

He pauses a moment, eyes fearful. “The girl escaped the room, and we’re searching the grounds for her now.”

I clench my fists by my side. “Why the fuck wasn’t she guarded?”

Dan pales, taking a half step backward. “I’m not sure. I believe Jason was on guard, but it was changeover. The guy taking over hadn’t arrived, so he went to search for him.”

I shake my head. “Why wasn’t the door locked?”

He bites the inside of his cheek. “It was, but she picked the lock with a hairpin.”

I growl, marching toward the exit of the house. Alicia isn’t slipping through my fingers. There is zero fucking chance I let that happen.

I can hear Dan’s footsteps chasing after me. “We’re out looking for her.

We’ll get her. There’s no way she’ll get passed the security at the gate.”

Dan is one of my best men, but he needs to learn when to back off. I say nothing, walking straight out of the front entrance and scanning the grounds at the front.

If I were Alicia, where would I go?

She is smart and the daughter of a man from this world. She is aware we guard the front gate and will try to find another way out.

I walk in the opposite direction of the gate, heading toward the boundary at the back of the mansion. If I was Alicia, that’s where I’d try to find a way out. My heart pounds hard as I remember there are a few holes in the fencing at the back. I meant to get them fixed, but I never have time for that shit.

“Sir, where are you going?” Dan shouts after me.

Irritation rises inside of me, forcing me to an abrupt stop. “Dan, you don’t want to be asking me any fucking questions,” I say, clenching my hands by my side.

He backs off, stepping away from me and walking back toward the driveway. I continue on, following my hunch where Alicia is. If she had taken the driveway, we would have found her by now.

All I can think about is losing her, and I know it’s not for the right fucking reasons. Once I get my hands on her, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself. A dark part of me longs to take her in ways I shouldn’t even consider. Nick Juliano wouldn’t take too kindly to a rival taking his daughter to bed-that’s something I’m sure of.

There’s an unspoken, unwritten code between rival families. Family members of mob bosses don’t get touched in that way no matter what, but I can feel the powerful desire for her mounting by the minute.

I shut my eyes, inhaling a deep breath to calm myself, but it’s no fucking use. Alicia’s beautiful face infects my mind.

My eyes shoot open at the crunch of light footsteps running through the woods a good few yards to my left. A flash of bright red fabric has my heart racing into overdrive. She is wearing a dress we supplied her-the sexiest one.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

The excitement inside of me stirs as I stalk toward her. The anticipation of hauling her over my shoulder makes my heart rate spike. It’s clear that with her, I’m a mess.

A flash of dark hair this time catches my attention between two trees. She thinks she can outrun me, but she can’t. There is no need for me to run. Slow and steady wins the race.

She glances over her shoulder, meeting my gaze. It all happens so fast.

The moment she takes her attention off the ground in front of her, she trips over. I watch as she falls, quickening my steps out of instinct. A part of me hates to see her fall, wanting to be there to catch her, but I’m too far away.

She clutches her ankle, face twisting with pain. Her attention returns to me, and she purses her plump lips.

I can feel my careful self-control slipping through my fingers the closer I get to her. As soon as I smell her sweet scent and touch that perfect soft skin, I won’t be able to stop myself.

There’s a reason I stayed away from her room for five days. I crave her like a starving man craves food. She’s an addiction. A bundle of snarky, brattiness that pushes all of my buttons.

I loom over her, crossing my arms over my chest.

She gazes up at me, licking her lips and drawing my attention to them. “What do you want?”

I shake my head in disbelief. How can this girl escape and then have the audacity to ask me what I want when I find her?

She astounds me as much as she turns me on. “You,” I rumble, shifting to grab her hand and force her to her feet.

She winces, trying to put weight on her ankle. The moment I let go, she falls toward the soft, grass-covered ground. This time, I’m there. I grab her hips and pull her into me, anchoring her. My muscles coil with tension as her hands rest on my chest.

I glance down at her small, delicate hands. The sight of her touching me sends my mind into overdrive. My balls ache for release. I’m harder than I’ve ever been. It’s ridiculous. A man like me can’t control himself because of a single, innocent touch from a stunning, young woman.

I return my gaze to her face and her lips part. Her irises dilated as she gazes up at me, desire painted in every line of her expression. The first day, I wondered if I’d read the signals wrong. I’d been sure she was turned on, but as I stare at her now, I know I was right. My instincts are rarely off.

Alicia Juliano wants me. My stomach tightens. My cock is so hard it may rip through the fabric of my pants. A deep longing to be inside of her driving my conflicted mind insane. Her kidnapping was a business transaction. I cannot touch her.

The moment that thought pulses through my brain, I long for her more. She’s the forbidden fucking fruit. The bratty daughter of a rival crime boss, who I’m drawn to. She may be her father’s princess, but for some insane reason, I want to make her my queen. That’s what she is.

“What are you staring at?” she asks, eyes sparkling with playful fire.

I clench my jaw. Rage and passion flooding me and battling inside. “I’ll stare at what the fuck I want.” My hands tease down her curvy sides to her hips, sending a visible shiver through her.

She arches her back in a way that makes me long to fuck her right here out in the open. If it wasn’t for the fact all my men are out here, searching for her, I might have considered it. The way she pouts at me sends me wild.

Even now, she remains standing inches from me, keeping her hands on my chest.

I break the tension, shifting to throw her over my shoulder. Alicia gasps as my hands grip her hips, lifting her with ease. She fists her hands and beats against my back half-heartedly.

My hand remains on the back of her thighs, steadying her. It’s unnecessary for my hand to be that far up, but I know deep down that any excuse to touch her like that I’d take.

I’m rarely tempted to break the rules since I’m the one who enforces them. Alicia is something else. She’s worth breaking the rules for. As I march toward the house, I know that’s what I’m about to do.

It’s about time I taught this temptress a real lesson.