Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

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"The girl in the painting... Who is she?" ....... He loves art, she is art. He's a mafia Don and she's a multi-talented model. Two souls that stumble upon each other and both their lives turn into a rollercoaster ride. All because of one particularly unique painting. NB: story is under INTENSE editing. RANKING - 14.Jan.2022 > #1 - Art > #1 - Leader > #1 - Donna > #7 - Artist > #15 - Bwwm > #66 - Danger > #90 - Wife > #244 - Rich > #256 - Feminine > #321 - Mafia > #456 - Climax BE PATIENT, READ FURTHER AND I PROMISE YOU WILL LIKE IT!! *Just so you know, this is a very romantic story. ;-) *pics used throughout story are not mine!
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Alessandro Morino. The third son to Don Dominaco. Being raised in this life isn't easy nor is it for the weak. For him it's perfect because a natural demon, a pure savage who will do whatever he deems necessary. Alessandro never thought of a future in the way most people do consequences of his duty to his family but when he meets the District Attorney's Assistant Avalon Heights it drives him even more crazy then he already is. With immobilizing secrets, threats from every corner, and chemistry so hot it could blow up Alessandro's estate how will these two ever fare in each other's path? "And here I thought you forgot about me." Laying on her back her long hair splays across the edge of the foot of the bed. Directly I stand over her with my crotch right in front of her face. "You plague my mind every second of the day. There's no forgetting you sweetheart, though you haven't been acting like one much lately." She rolls to her stomach to then grip my thighs. "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about." Using the grip of my thighs she pulls herself to her knees. French tipped nails graze across my chest. The look in her eyes tells me how haywire she is. Frenzied and ready for me to be inside of her. Too bad for her I still haven't had my fill of playing with her yet. Once I do I'll give her every single thing she wants.

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