Loving the mafia prince ( book #1 of loving the mafia)

Chaptor 11

"That hunk of a man is here again." She says, licking her red lips, Cecilia simply rolled her eyes. This man was more dangerous than She would ever know and not someone to be taken lightly of, Cecilia knew that the moment that man walked in those doors

The energy he gave off was so deadly, she bit her lip. Pushing her self off the counter swaying over to the tall man, luckily she was quite tall herself. Her high heels making her even more so, her slender fingers grab onto his tie as she pulls him towards her.

"Mr. Romano what a pleasure it is to have you here once again, what pleasure do I owe this visit?" She questions, her big black eyes staring into his dark grey ones. He smirked putting his arm around her waist moving her towards him. "Meet me upstairs in ten and I'll show you." He says his accent thick and deep.

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Akira laid silently as the man , rips off His pants, "This won't be the first time Akira! Be a good boy so you don't get hurt!" His mother cries out from the floor. Her fist turning white from watching what was happening, why couldn't she do anything! She was so useless!

Soon Akira felt an familiar pain as he thrusts into him. All Akira could do was lay there, silently crying from the inside, his fingers went around Akira's face making him look up at him "Don't act like your not enjoying this! Stop that ugly expression before I give you something to cry about!" He spits out

Akira tried not to show his emotion as his father hated when he cried, he would hit him. Akira was use to it, he was use to the ass grabs and he was use to using the bathroom with the door open, he was use to showering as his father walked by watching, He was use to this horrible man creeping into his bedroom.

He was use to all of this shit! Yet it still broke his heart. He felt disgusting, he wanted to disappear from this world. He wanted to kill himself finally easing the pain, but if it wasn't him. It would be one of the twins. Or his sister. And he didn't want that

So until then, he'd suck it up. And take it like the good boy he was.

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"Fuck yes! Harder!" Cecilia screams out bouncing on the man from down stairs, he was dangerous but it turned her on so much, her fingers gripping his loose dark curls as his hands laid on her waist.

"Be a good girl and cum for me Cecil." He groans out darkly, not knowing what over came him, when it came to this mysterious annoying women. He couldn't control himself, he wanted to fuck the shit out of her. He wanted to break her, to lock her up in the basement where only he could see her. And he could, he wanted to so badly.

Her grip on the leather red couch grew tighter, her other hand in his hair pulled back making the man look up, her lips meet his. The two fighting for Control, neither winning as pleasure came over them. She screams out gripping both hands into his hair pulling him down along with her laying straight onto the couch, her legs trapped him leaving him no choice but to come inside

As he came into her, she couldn't help but smirk at the win on her side. "You fucking bitch!" He moans out releasing himself into her.

They both laid still, not able to move. He lays next to her after she releases her grip, "fuck you better be on something or I'm gonna fucking murder your ass." He groans his fingers going through his hair. The sound of a phone ringing interrupts making Cecilia get up grabbing her phone from the table, she kept it on her at all times just in case.

"Just a sec, it's my little brother." She says, Vincent rolls his eyes laying back his fingers going through her red hair. "Hello?" She questions carefully, crying was heard on the other end of the line making her panic, "Akira!? What's wrong? What happened!?" She questions, alarming Vincent. Making him get up from his seat, his hand meeting her waist as he looks up at Cecilia.

"Juno, Is that you? Where's Akira, What's going on?!" She questions noticing her little sisters cries. "It's Akira and mom, come home!" She cries from the other line. Making Cecilia hang up and jump up hurrying to put on her clothes, "Whats wrong?" He questions, she stares back at Vincent seriously. "Give me your gun." She says, making him sigh "Cecilia." He slowly says, his tone serious.

"Fuck, just give it to me." She says desperately grabbing into his belt, running outside, with the gun in hand "Fuck women!" He growls in Italian chasing after.