Bound by Blood and Desire: Chosen By The Mafia Mistress

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o the secluded room, I couldn't help but laugh out

uess she cost a thousand dollars

ng the energy in the audience. "Bitch, show them what you can do? Let

t move up and down which showed she was nervous. She was not happy nor convenient with

t all. Anger surged through me and I had it in mind to walk to the po

s Ruby swirled immediately wh

it. All she wanted to do was annoy me but I had a bette

you to dance," t

adiated like a beacon. I wondered whe

the rhythm. Her eyes locked onto the audience, then she began to wea

help but be stunned

rious. The dim lighting danced across her skin, accentuating the curves and contours

re. I got

xpressive. She spun and twirled, her hair swirling around her like a halo. The audience watched

what she

n me the whole time. Color drained out of my face when she sm

. Why? As long as I can threaten

in the rhythm, her passion infectious. The crowd was t

e, her skin glowing under the lights. Her dance was

the podium. Her right knee is almost at her stomach, her left on the floor and her hand

ir applause a testament

t my side blushing hard. But only one thing ran

ent, she pulled the mask revealing what Miss R

Miss Ruby?" Ada

ram followers will increase from three hundred t

ealm of disgrace and inhuman treatment, Miss Ruby used her hands to

iss Ruby's hands from her face. She yelled, a cry full of pa

she said

taken by the students. Within minutes, they were post

an't do anything.

account. I saw a post on Amanda's page that had successfully garnered a fucked

happily like a hummingbird. I told the barman to fill my cup.

s of my fellow students on the floor and couches. Bianca was nowhere to be found. Two guys were even kissing each

ded to head home so I could get a better rest then I slowly marc

an unknown destination. It was just as if the gun

ear gripped my soul bef

ed up in front of me. I turned to run away the other way. U

d face masks emerge from the car. I clenched my

" My trembling voice fully be

home. Get in!" The man

m where t

e after another. I struggled to keep a straight face. My movemen

a tall figure, taller than I was. How many feet would

" I whi

one hundred and eighty degrees to face the me

p countenance, I gave up whi

y my action, dipped his hand into his poc