The Midnight Mafioso [#2]

10|how to know you

-we are back, yeah!-

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All hail to every firstborn out there. They are all obliged to care for their siblings. To some of those who are caught in a situation like mine, respect be upon them.

I was the only person that Cole had. He had all the trust in me with his immature life. And for that, I was going to give him what I could offer with every strength I had. 

Some things were not going as well. The lawyer I paid a good amount of money to investigate my case, was murdered. And the same men who killed him were after Cole and me to kill us. But the man caging me under his mighty physique assassinated them before they got to us.

I knew something out there was not right.

I got the information about the lawyer before I walked down the aisle back at the gala. There, I knew I needed to stay under Dmitri's wings. He was rich, so he could offer protection. And marrying him assured me of the possibility of finding my parents. I was going to use him in every way possible.

If it wasn't for Cole, Dmitri's protection couldn't have been useful, so I knew all this was for my baby brother.

Dmitri's breath warmed my face. He was an inch away from me but my eyes were shut. His fingers crept into my inner part, every touch causing an alarming feeling to surge through my nerves. 

Maybe he thought I was wet because of him, but the idea of being fucked was what made me wet.

His middle finger traveled between my pussy lips, making me push my butt away from him and collided with the wall. I gulped from his touch. He paused when he nearly slid into my hole. Then his silent chuckle sufficed in the little space between us.

He won, I knew it. I knew a smile of victory was hoofing on his lips. The hungry wolf inside him was probably triumphing, ready to devour. It angered me because he was a manwhore and I was gonna open my legs and let him taint me. That brought tears to my closed eyes but there was no way I was to let him see me cry.

"Afterall, you don't hate me, hm? See, you are wet, just the way I like." He began sliding up and down making it hard for me to keep up. 

I swallowed the painful naughty lump. The way my throat constricted meant I was holding my sobs and tears. But he did not need to know just how I felt sick by offering myself to him. 

"Tell me you have a condom." I was an expert in speaking straight even when I was on the verge of breaking down. I learned it when I realized I was the nanny to my family. I never wanted to show Dad just how much I hated the life of staying at home and forgetting I had a career job. 

I always put a smile to hide the pain in my chest. But the pang I was feeling now felt so much like it was tearing every tissue in my heart. Shredding my fragile heart into pieces