The cover of this book was not made by me and I would like to give credit to her/him.
Their Instagram is: newjersey_boyzz
But yeah anyways um just read the story haha😂
I woke up sore and Mattia helped me get in the shower.
My outfit:
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M: *chuckles* what are you wearing? A: clothes tf? M: Your not wearing that, your fucking tits are going to fall out. A: who's wearing it, me or you? Me love.
Mattia glared at me but knew I wasn't going to take it off so we drove to the Mafia mansion.
Maid: capo... M: Pulisci la casa, è un casino! (Clean the house up, it's a mess!)
Mattia held my hand and we went upstairs to this room, full of older men. They all looked at me up and down before smirking, fucking perverts.
M: non è una spogliarellista, è la regina, quindi stacca i tuoi occhi da lei. (she's not a stripper, she's the queen so take your eyes fucking off of her.)
The men looked away and Mattia kissed me before pushing me slightly on the couch. He got on top of me and started kissing my neck.
M: Don't move, all these men won't hesitate to kill you my queen so I suggest you don't try them. A: where are you going? M: to get some things from my office, I'll be back.
I sighed and he left. I looked at everyone before yawning and playing with my phone.
?: quando vi siete sposati tu e Mattia? A: um... I don't speak Italian sir. ?: oh sorry, when did you and Mattia get married? A: *scoffs* married? We're not married. ?: oh, don't say that so loud because everyone thinks your the queen. A: queen? Nah i just accompany Mattia here. ?: If anyone finds out your not married to him they can kill you and take all the power. A: oh..
He smiled and walked back to his seat I looked around and felt a cold metal thing on my stomach. I looked down and saw a knife against my stomach. Mattia turned me around and traced all my curves with the knife slowly.
