The Mafia's Queen

glanced at him and naively tilted my head to examine his motivations. "I'm surprised you d

ed and the tent that grew in his pants. Even though he was on the verg

own his chest and onto the increasing tent in his pants, my fingers brushed against i

ine of lust and intrig

oesn't do se

heart, and I twist the knife, causing

his white shirt, I smile triumphantly. Wi

dripping from the knife's tip prompted me to take out one of the sanitary wipes I had stashe

t him, would hav

heard the most attractive voice i

th an Italian accent. It exuded power and confidenc

f his voice was so fucking addicting, that the few w

ver fantasy I was in a

all I saw was a lurking shadow, rough

guy was more than a god in his own right. He appeared to be leaning against the

ask, my voice so

ld ask you the same thing," he said coldly, his tone dead, dev

s you'll never find ou

sound to envelop my ears, he let out a deep, me

y thighs clench

p Jessica

e building, and the aroma swept through my nostrils

ything else, interrupting this lovel

t out of my purse, I answered

el

r you outside the club." On the o

done, I'll see you in

lade back beneath my dress. My gaze is drawn

you again soon?" I mention moving awa

tte to the ground, treading on it

I see h

art walking out of the alleyway. My heels clattered against

ton Martin parked on the side of the

opened the door, stepping insid

to face my twin brot

him to turn away from me and

in my seat. He started the car and

t go wit

seconds without caving in," I s

s head shaking with amusement. "Of course, h

Pathetic,"

was more like a mansion. I'm not going to lie

't even know what the word 'please' meant, my mother made s

hey unlocked the gate, we passed through, and h

t of the car and walked

ing?" I ask, the elevator d

was there as well." Leanin

ses a training day with you,

e wall. We stepped out and went our separate wa

ook off my heels since my feet were starting to hurt. I took them in

e had already entered the room, and I was correct as I wi

two so-called parents, who act as though their two teenage kids

e corner of my eyes, I catch a glimpse of him roll

was going to walk in," Mum m

ake the water bottle from

to her arms, whispering, "You loo

way from her before cracking open

From across the k

It went well, he didn

f the counter, "Knew he

ff, he just died instantly," I gri

ood with technology," he mumbl

ve and return to my favourite

e flight of stairs. I flung my shoes to the side

my built-in bathroom, c

s size. I had my room with a king-sized bed, a walk-in closet,

was identical to mine b

ess. The silken, navy blue, short dress I was

ym at least once a day to maintain my fitness. My eating habits were fine

ze shifted from my little waist to my wide hips and thighs. My figure was som

identical to my father's, and soft natur

one on my finger and one

hing significant, but we were both bored and decided to visit a family friend's tattoo studio. Then

ing and a belly piercing

kin and cleanse it with my regular body butter. After showering, I changed into my

ticed, I had a s

back in my bed, allowing my mind