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TAKEN BY THE MAFIOSO

Chapter 2 Maxweel Benevant

Word Count: 1674    |    Released on: 16/05/2023

g the best product on the tray, I went from one side to the other, sitting in the middle of them accompanying them, the women doing their best dancing sensually to attr

it been up to me, we would have been married long ago. I have loved her forever, but it was with several women who worked f

ept to have her in my bed, in my life. I get up from the couch leaving my clients, the women who work for me have come, since my courtship and engagement I remain faithful, intac

hatever they want, and how much they want. It is a way I have found to move the trade of women, although women do very well, what they like. I am a pimp of women, drugs and

n my nightclub there can be anything but mess, my customers don't like it, besides being bad for business. It's also bad for commerce. Besides, most of the men wh

lanka, my beloved, but her good eyes. I looked around, the average man, Caucasian, half-fat with green eyes, held by the collar of his shirt, had two g

l the dealer wearing a classic suit approached me fearfully, and I stared at him for an answer. - The gentleman here bet big, and now he says there is not so much to pay. - I sighed, upstairs I

how he managed to get into my casino. - Lord have mercy, I have no money to pay them. - I looked at him seriously, from his attire and appearance

yes, my girls were working giving their best to my clients, I spun on my heels when I saw one of my clients in his intimate moment of pleasure, feeling the maximum pleasure with an oral from Lavinsky, his eyes doing that

s, pushing his head to penetrate her throat, the others also played their part, devourers of men and certainly

face. - Tell me, John, what's the problem this time? - He shook his head in denial. - The son of a bitch has nothing, and one of the bettors at the table is one of the Maleastes - I sighed seeing

sponsibility doesn't belong to him, everything belongs to his stepdaughter who lives with him. - I sighed, it was just another night with problems. -

peace away from all that I inherited, from my family, I am an Italian mafioso. So every sacrifice, to own her sweetness and ingenuity will be little, it was not easy to conquer her, it could be years of waiting, since

graceful and sweet as her, but she was a beautiful girl. - What do you suggest with this photo? - I questioned, looking at the lights on the dance floor, people were consuming the best products, drinking the best whiskey, and other

arn you a fortune every night, you will have men at your feet. - I looked at him, taking a cigar out of his pocket, he took out his lighter and lit it for me. - Are you suggesting to me that the

that smelled of nothing but sex, and he sat down beside me. - A beating as usual, but we can do better. - I ag

with his head down. - Many clients ask for younger girls, and no one needs to know how old she is. - I nodded, nothing that a little make-up and a dress and heels wo

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