Jasmine is a bad ass with an attitude. She's the daughter of the king of the French Mafia. She's forced to marry the scariest, sexiest, and youngest mafia king of the Italian mafia, Marco.
"Oh honey, keep up the attitude and I'll be forced to punis...
"Marco, are you mad at me?" he pulled away from the hug and looked me in the eyes.
"Jasmine must we talk about this tonight?"
"No but we should."
" No Jasmine I'm not mad at you, but you should have told me that you were going out tonight so I could have someone go with you." I took a step back out of his arms even though I didn't want to.
"Marco I shouldn't have to tell you. I'm 19 and I'm well trained. I'm not your girlfriend and I'm not your wife. And I don't need a babysitter."
"Well apparently you do because every fucking time you go out of this house I have to come and save you!"
"I never told you to come and save me, you did that on your own fucking will!"
"Yeah but what would happen if I didn't come?!"
"I have been training since I could walk!"
"That doesn't mean shit! You were forced on your knees tonight! He could have really hurted you Jasmine can't you see that!"
"Yes I can see that! But I wasn't hurt and I had a plan! Do you even know why I went out there with him?! I went out there so your fucking sister wasn't brought into this! The man said that if I didn't go to the bathroom with him he would hurt her and I couldn't let that happen now could I? So I said that we should go out back so it would be only me and him and no interruptions! And then I cut of the tip of his dick!" Marco didn't speak but something flashed through his eyes.
"Wanna know why I got into the fight with those assholes from school?! Because her boyfriend was talking trash about us so I punched him, then his fucking buddies joined and then you seen what happened after that! You can't fucking judge me for putting your sister and my best friend above myself because I would do the same damn thing for you!"
"Damn it Jasmine!" He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, my body was pressed against his and he soft lips met mine hard with passion. The kiss was hard and slow, one of his hands where in my hair and the other on my waist, my hands were around his neck pulling myself closer. His hands went down to my ass and he pulled me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and deepened the kiss, he pushed my back to the wall by his desk. He started to move his lips to my neck and I took a deep breath. He kissed up and down my neck and on my chest, I started to kiss his neck too, I left him hickeys and love bites all over his neck.
"We need to stop"
"But why Marco?"
"Because if we don't stop now then I won't be able to control myself and I'll end up bending you over my desk and making it so you can't walk tomorrow."
"Oh. Yeah I think we should stop." he still held me against the wall, and gave me one last deep and passionate kiss before placing me back on the floor.
"Jasmine will you be my date for the annual mafia ball?"
"Yes I would love to Macro!" I reached up and grabbed his neck and forced his end to lower and I planted a kiss on his lips. "come to bed with me?" "Of course Jasmine." ----------------------------- a few week later -----------------
Tonight was the ball and I was so excited. I was never allowed to go to these things because of my father. I had taken a shower and done my hair, now it was time for my dress and heels. I had to go shopping with Layla to get a dress and we went with Maylie to help her pick out what suit to wear, I got myself a new red gun and knife to wear underneath. Here's what we all chose: (it goes Jasmine, Layla, Maylie)
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