MAFIA PRINCESS

MAFIA PRINCESS

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Sep 8, 2026
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Isabella Cruz ran away from a life she could no longer survive. A small-town girl with too many scars and too little voice, she steps into the shadows of Madrid-a city ruled by power, silence... and him. Alessandro Vazquez doesn't believe in mercy. He doesn't speak much. He doesn't feel much. Until her. ******** She's on my desk. Skirt hiked up. Panties gone because _I_ took them. And still, I haven't touched her. Not really. My thumb circles her clit - slow. Too slow. Just enough to keep her on edge but never enough to let her fall. It's torture. I know it is. I see it in the way her nails dig into my mahogany desk. The way her head thrashes. "Alessandro- _please_-" I tut. "Please what, Isabella? Use your words." My voice is calm. Bored, even. A lie. My cock is so hard it's painful, but she doesn't need to know that. She needs to know who's in charge. She sobs. Her hips lift, chasing my thumb, desperate for more friction. I pull my hand away completely. "No." The sound she makes nearly breaks me. _Nearly._ "You don't get to take. I _give_. And right now? You haven't earned it." "Please," she chokes. "Please, I want- I want you. Only you. I need you." _There it is._ The surrender I was starving for. I smirk against her skin. "Good girl." Then I sink two fingers into her without warning. She screams. She's so tight, so fucking wet, my fingers nearly drown. "That's what happens when you beg pretty for me. You get rewarded." I curl my fingers, hitting that spot that makes her see stars, and her back bows off my desk. "Alessandro- oh my God-" "Not God, sweetheart." I pump my fingers, hard, brutal, exactly how she needs it. "Say _my_ name. Only mine. Because no one else will ever make you feel like this. No one else _gets_ to." Y'all I'm still a student and my English aren't good enough please bear with me. And I know not everyone likes innocent weak girls but trust me Bella would get the upper hand soon.
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