His Mafia Obsession

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y legs. The room was still dark, the only source of light coming

my vision to settle on the sight before me. Damie

nk you're doing?" I gave

eping." Or at least I was,

oom like you owned it or even sleep on my bed?" He crossed his hands o

wishes. Where did you expect me to sleep?" I crossed my arms and returned

meone else, a woman walked up to him and

ere?" Baby? He ignored h

t o

assured he wasn't

led rotten. Get out. I want to fuck my woman." I fe

e woman scoffed again, v

d my attention to her. Who the hell did she think she was

Camilla." he corrected himself, rem

my arm and pulled me off the bed completely. I s

"You're going to fuck your whore on our wed

uck? You? You weren't really b

d in his already blood shot eyes, from e

to give a show to the woman who apparently, seemed to find my distress amusing.He sniff

happens here. If I want to fuck a different woman everyday in every part

a sick b

xperienced to sate me rather than worry about some priggish,

your slut here, on our we

her. Can you do what she can do? Can you

e disg

. Not a girl." The bitch grinned

ettle with your inexperienced and bland self no

on sleeping with him, not now, not ever. But this wa

ld." He pushed me out and slammed the door in my face. Momen

d in my life. I picked myself up and decided to head to the living room to sle

**

I had experienced. I couldn't take my mind off Damien and

hit my head earlier. My head felt like I had been run over by

completely naked. He wasted no time in sprawling her on the counter before he starte

ed out of me as I watched my so called husband screw ano

. He held my gaze and sickly grinned at me, continuing his actions. He helped his mistress off the coun

aning louder than before, trying to get a reaction from me. But I had promised myself to gi

**

tripled and I slowly managed to get up before trudg

are you d

you settle in." Her use of my new identity didn't sit we

Address me with my name. I don't w

t..

ss but not anymore." I moved to seat on one of the chairs by the counte

s she here last night?

" She was busy preparin

lieved. The house was quiet, it seemed Damien had left already. I was g

took it from her and turned to head back to the living room when lik

laced it on the spot where he had his mistress

how I hate

my side. He forked the pasta an

rced my mouth open and force fed me. I struggled agains

sta on the counter, grabbed the back of my head and forced my face into th

elled at Leslie's

it." He whispered beside my ear. I struggled and tried to pry his hand off m

e consciousness, he lifted my face from the there and I practical

. She obliged and moved to clean the m

from Leslie who fled immediately. Swirling the fork in the p

my head. "That wasn't

this?" He cleaned his

to you?" I asked h

h souffle, did you? I did say I would make you pay for your s

sides of the counter, caging me in. "I own you sunshine, and I plan to make you so miserable you would beg for