Dinner With The Mafia
my head spun. When I tried to get on my feet, I collapsed
d the room I was in, and began to realize that I h
but my body felt heavier than before a
ened? Why did I feel like I was having the worst hangover ever? The bedsheets grabbed onto my body, and with great effort, I shifted beneath t
ng in a luxury cushion seat was Lorenzo, Don Canaan's second h
g have you been
, naive, almost completely innocent yet sure that you know what you're doing. Of course you
. "What am I? Some kind o
are anything he want
weak and so did my spirit. How exactly could
e and you were already as drunk as a wheelbarrow.
mber the wine; Don Canaan had given me a glass to drink and when I rejec
memory started to clear. Why had I fallen asleep on his shoulder? I hated him. R
inued. "Just be a good girl, do what he says. Be his sla
d a bro
There's nothing you will lack ever agai
e he knows how to punish his enemies. So don't b
pockets. "There's a glass of cold water on the table. Drink it, wear so
turned around and wal
orbing the weight of his words. I felt my heart start to beat heavily
was holding on to. My eyes caught the glass of water on the table and I hurried towards i
one. I knew it was honest advice, a survival guide to navigating this cunning web woven by the domineering Don Kane. Bu
ve
nice for Don Kane? I hadn't brought anything with me. What exactl
xpensive dresses were revealed before me. Different colors, different styles. It looked like heaven but felt like hel
t and straightforward. I was about to let him know that I wasn't going to be a whore or some kind of s
were m
he didn't reply, I slowly twisted th
ne?" I
ed the aura of masculine authority with the grand paintings and the r
ace nightgown adorning my slender form. I thought I looke
... No. I put the thought away and started to leav
slightly ajar and red light poured into his room from it. Int
I looked, my eyes widened with
tie was loose on his neck and his hair was rugged. I bit my lip
eyes. He looked so magnificent with his hands stretched out on th
as putting on matching lingerie. I watched as he grabbed her by her throat
ane was so dominant, so... strong. He grabbed her face and took her lips so
almost gasped at how hard and fat it was. This woman, whoever she was,
he wanted me
deep that I thought he had cummed inside her throat. But he hadn't, he grabbed
d again. Watching this made my mouth water for
weak. And just in that moment, Don Kane's e
ntelle," I h
about getting you the
he repea
eyes were waiting for me. He got on his feet and
standing before him with my hands clas
s?" Shantelle cried. "Who
tell she wanted to say something, she didn't dare, and
door after her and
asked accusingly. "You left the door op
ricans always think everyt
n't denie
alized I was all alone with this spectacle of a man. I knew my spirit was going to say
" he said. "I want
ed. "I'm stayi
aps I will
!" I warned, tak
to fall for any of his charms right now. "Why are you still persistent?
ion! I don't want to be your fucktoy, your slave, your nurse or wha
lips and slowly took a step forward, t
ke the clothe
kept for every woman wh
rand new. I ordered my maids to g
ee, American. This should let you know how important y
never g
into mine, sucking softly on my tongue as I tried to wriggle
red in fear. "What?" he grinned. "You t
wiped my lips and tri
I have you sucking on my cock or
rage to defeat his blaring green gaze.
mile on his face. "We will see, Americ