Mafia Daddy?
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Last published Wed, Apr 26, 2017
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There he was, looking at her in that sickening way. Lust apparent in his eyes. She hated it, hated how he could be with someone like her. She despised how he could go around having sex with so many people while she raises their child, but I guess that's what you get when you get knocked up by the Russian Mafia boss.
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I put my hands on the bathtub and lean in,she stops breathing for a second and I smile in satisfaction."You're a little jelaous, now you know how I felt when you were eye fucking that waiter"She rolls her eyes at me."I wasn't eye fucking him at all,you just hate when I am close to anyone that's a man"I nod slowly while staring at her lips. "That's right,and do you know why?". "Why?"She asks with arrogance in her voice. "Because from the moment I walked in your house,you were mine, nobody on this fucking planet will have you except me and if someone tries to take you away, I'll die fighting, understand?"She nods slowly,stunned by my words. "You don't have a choice my love, you're mine for eternity,every life we live, we'll live it together,the afterlife we will live hand in hand,and if you don't feel the same way,then I'll prove to you that you should". ««««««««»»»»»»»»»»» 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨,𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥,𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐨,𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝,𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨Complete
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