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Synn's Caramel Queen

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Reads 87,518
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Parts 8
Time 1h 46m

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Synn Amato was not a nice man and he never proclaimed to be one. Heading one of the most ruthless crime rings he and his siblings are feared by all that know of them. His sole purpose was to garner the respect and fear of others while expanding his family's empire. He never needed anything else and finding a temporary pussy to wet his dick in was never the problem. 

  One faithful outing with his siblings will change his outlook. He hadn't gone out with the intentions of finding anyone, but that was exactly what happened. It had been a while since Synn had wanted to possess someone in the way he instantly did her. There was only one word he could think of to describe her, Mine.

    Nyela Everett, wasn't your average woman. She ran her own business along with her best friend who was more of a sister. What they truly did, no one knew, and she liked it that way. It was a night after completing their latest job that she saw him. 

  He screamed danger. He was everything her mother had ever warned her as a teenager about and she was sure she should have stayed away; but danger had always called to her and she had always went head first. She could see that he was used to getting his way, but Nyela was prepared to show him that he had met his match.
~~~
    Her hand flew out and she slapped him across the face. She could see the slight surprise in his eyes before those green eyes narrowed at her. The look held within would have been enough to send her running if she were a lesser woman, but she was not scared of him.

    Synn advanced on her, his hand shooting out to wrap around her neck tightly. Instinctively she went to hit him again, but he caught her hand. When she tried with her other one, he simply blocked it with the arm of the hand he had wrapped around her throat. 

    He was fast in shifting them around and Nyela found herself leaning over his desk, with his grip on the back of her neck. 

    "You'll pay for that." He whispered in her ear.All Rights Reserved

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