Star is a shy 20 year old girl, she is educated and has a bright future, that is until the mafia king Roman Alnsour falls deeply in love with her and takes her to be his wife by force.
This story is extremely rated R, contains rape, violence and...
Fine I won't drink I guess baby. I walked away faking to be sad.
Roman grabs my hand gently, and pulls me back. Ok ok here take one drink, but only one ok love.
I looked up at him smiling as I grabbed the drink.
I placed the glass to my lips, but Roman placed his hand on the other edge of the glass preventing me from bringing to liquid to my tongue.
First I need a kiss for my generosity love.
I pout once again, and give him a kiss on the lips passionately, leaving Roman frozen from the kiss.
Giving me the opportunity to finally drink up. I placed the cup on the table.
Roman smiles, pulling me in, my chest pressing up on his upper stomach due to our height difference.
You look so cute today, how are you feeling love?
I feel better a little it still hurts from time to time but not nearly as bad as it was before.
So I was thinking we can go out onto the deck, lets sit and relax love.
Romans lips touched against mine, as his tongue entered my willing mouth.
His arms roamed my low back and hips, I could feel his erection coming to life, causing me to get aroused.
Roman releases me and guides us outside to the deck.
Roman takes off his shirt, his muscles ripple as the sun shines its reflection on his perfect body.
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Come here he orders me. I walk over a little tipsy (that was very strong alcohol). He grabs me turning me to Face the ocean as his warm bare upper body presses against my back.
His one hand placed on my left hip, while his other hand reached down my panties, slowly he begins to kiss my neck.
His fingers separate my folds getting wetter with every stroke of his strong hands rubbing against my heated clit.
I don't think I ever got to take you on a boat yet love. I have a mission you know.
I moan the words. Oh yea what is that mission?
My mission is to make love to you everywhere in the world, in every place, leaving behind a imprint of our love for each other.
My eyes widened and my cheeks turned rosy red. I held onto his large forearm caressing the surface of his olive colored skin.
Roman starts laughing, lifting my hand up to our eyes. What's so funny Roman?
Hahaha well you are just so white compared to me, I don't think I ever noticed that before.
Shut up, I am not that pale. No no baby it's cute your not pale, your just perfect for me. But, you know that is why I brought you out into the sun today.
I playfully elbowed him in his chest and he released me moving back exaggerating the pain.
Oh my god you almost killed me, he laughed sarcastically.
Whatever I rolled my eyes and walked passed him to lay down on the plush sofa. The sun felt awesome. It's surprisingly a beautiful day today.
Roman comes and lays down next to me, grabbing my hand to gently plant a kiss on them.
Do you want another shot love? Roman pours me a drink, and then another until I start feeling really buzzed.
Roman continued taking more and more shots. I got up and held my hand out for him to take hold of.
Dance with me baby. He looks up at me and smiled as he walks with me to our so called dance floor.
He grabs a remote laid out on the table and he turns on the stereo.
Roman wraps his arms around my waist pulling me in. You haven't danced like this with me in so long love.
I looked up at him blushing then I lowered my gaze and placed my head on his broad chest as we moved to the rhythm of the beat.
Roman looks into my eyes a grin appears on his face. You are gorgeous my love. I hope our child will have your eyes, and that smart mouth of yours.
I smiled politely back at Roman, knowing how I felt about having a child with him. But instead I buried this dark feeling deep inside the pit of my stomach. Everything will be fine I kept reminding myself.
A few minutes have past since we began dancing, it felt like hours of bliss.
It was starting to get dark the sun faded but for some reason the heat remained.
Roman releases me, and grabs my hand, walking me over to the bed laid out on the deck. It was huge, enough for four people to fit comfortably it it was all for us.
We laid together under a blanket. It was supper warm now.
His arms wrapped around my tiny waist, I placed my hand on his broad chest.
You are so cute when you get a little drunk, Roman laughed at me I'm a flirtatious way.
Mhm, and don't you think maybe you drank too much tonight Roman?
I replied in a playful tone but Romans eyes turned dark, his grey began to fade.
His large fingers wrap around my arm, jerking em towards him. My eyes widen and a small gasp released from my mouth.
Why are you talking shit about how I drink. I told you, never tell me what to do.
I looked at him confused and scared. Baby no, I- I meant it as a joke.
Roman slurs is words, letting me know how intoxicated he truly was.
HEY!!! Roman raises his tone even more as he begins jerking me forward by my arm once more.
Your so full of shit. Why do you always have to start shit with me Star!
I move away from him, as his grip remained on my arm.
Where the the fuck do you think you are going Star?
R-Roman I - I don't like it when y-you g-get li-like this.
His eyebrow raises. Great now he is getting even more pissed I thought to myself.
Get like what?! Everything was fine until you decided it was ok to judge me on what I am doing.
You don't tell me what to do, only I am allowed to order you around .
His grip tightened now making me squirm.
Tears flowed down my cheeks, I knew he was going to throw another one of his tantrums eventually. Good things never last with him. I thought to myself.
