L'ULTIMO BACIO

L'ULTIMO BACIO

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I parted my lips in a shuddering breath. "I won't do it, " I said, because I couldn't bring myself to obey anymore. I glared at him with tears threatening to fall down, "I won't undress for you." One of his eye brows raised. His cinder eyes piercing through my body and undressing it of its skin. "Che cosa hai detto?" he asked, his throat rumbled like the one of a beast waiting to bear its fangs and feed on its pray. (What did you say?) I shivered at his words. I could feel the fear building in my stomach. I couldn't be stupid anymore. He had no feelings hidden inside him. Not for me... "I.. can't do it..anymore, " I sobbed, my voice coming out shaky. His expression shifted and he gritted his teeth. The beast had returned. It never left. "listen to me, piccola, you know what happens when someone decides to disobey me" (little one) he told me, his words caressing my skin like the tip of a blade. He suddenly grabbed my throat with one hand, his tattooed fingers wrapping around the soft skin with force. I choked under his grip. His other hand went down and slipped into the opening of my skirt, right between my thighs. I squeezed them close as I felt him stroking me. Pleasure burst into my lower abdomen and I bit my bottom lip. His lips reached mine and his breath danced with mine. "he receives the last kiss. The promise that mafia leaves for his enemies." He smirked. "And you will receive yours." ____________________________________ Lilianna kowalski.. The girl who got nothing in life but pain and misery Wearing her beautiful white dress Waiting for the grim riper who called her name But her destiny would change As she meet the beast who would make her life more of a hell Alvaro Moravia The most feared mafia of the time
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𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said, stroking my face, "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your ol

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