Resisting my Possessive Mafia Husband

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ensure all outstanding payments are cleared." Miguel shook

o dust the chairs or serve food and drinks to the gue

myself as some "buffer" to make the guests less angry

back to the kitchen, and Mr. Ramirez nodded absentmindedly as

ighs. Maria told me to put on the shortest maid

el would pique with excitement as they gladly told the guests

use I still craved the attention of men. As they said all this to the guests, I'd bow my head in

tuation I c

hest, showing my cleavage that wasn't covered due to the very low cut of

knowing look, as if proud his plans of "prostituting me" were working. So far, Maria and Miguel haven't a

ut with the way Mr. Ramirez looked at me

ce I was a class topper and took my studies seriously. When I graduated, I thought I'd finally get the c

the one to die

guel whispered conspira

lips once more and nodded, h

ez's eyes became dark with

dad died, I've never left the house. I've asked for permission from Miguel countless times, but

leave the house because they don't trust that I will

e that an adult woman like me is being treated like a slave i

rs couldn't make much of. From their hushed tones, I knew they were no longer ta

guel gave him a gentle slap on the shoulders. It was

to grab my butt from underneath the short gown. My blood ran cold. I've been in this type of s

s to let the male guest feel me up and harass me until they were satisfied. Sometimes, a few of them wo

there was nobody by my side. Not even the universe. As if mocking my silent prayers, the male guest,

er. He grunted when I landed on his butt, then began to fondle my ass fr

g would soon be over, and all these disgusting men would finally leave. That was my onl

oke loudly in

he wasn't for play. W

he laughs tightly like that, it means he wants to

Miguel answered quietly in a deadly voice t

, but I knew he might look a bit terrified because, even though Migue

ing lightly. He was always serious and intimidating

everyone with no shred of humanity in them, only Miguel

y terms. It will no longer be in my hands once the state of the law i

d," Miguel s

otsteps withdraw from the living room. The pervert currently harassing me began

He was about to come. I shut my eyes even tighter and started t

to sing in my head, I still heard the perve

harsh, hot breath and collapsed

d to himself, his voice

still in his lap, but Mr. Ramire

e have to

he adjusted his trousers. After zipping up his fly, he stood up and thre

d Mr. Ramirez out, the house became instantl

guel's next cou

e'd seemed to be in a good mood these days, and Miguel b

as. I haven't been outside the house in two years, and I had no access to a

around them, so I have no sliver of

treats me like I'm a washed-up leper

ce I became a maid for the twins, all I've ever done is slave away on chores and

mouth tightened in an annoyed frown. What has made him so angry? I wondered

re going?" Miguel spoke

uttered, at a l

predator who had

no escap

s six-foot height. I won't deny that Miguel is a handsome man. At six feet, h

me face look like a man tired of all of life's difficulties. Like a m

lted into a smirk as he r

, sweet s

efer if he calls me gremlin like he usually does. It also reminded me

waited for him to

with the way these visitors always ask for your body to warm their beds