I felt his nose run up and down along jaw and collarbone. Every few seconds he left soft kisses that made shivers run through my body. His arms were wrapped around me tight, still they were tightening around me pulling me closer to him.
"W-what d-do you w-want?" I whispered to him. I hate that I stuttered. His arms tightened even more making me let out a whimper. he chuckled.
"I want you" he said humorlessly.
"N-no,-"I was gunna say more till he cut me off.
"Do not defy me if what I want. I always get what I want and you are what I want" he said harshly in my ear from behind me.
Suddenly a cloth was placed over my mouth and nose. I started to cry as I held my breath. I kept telling myself not to breath in or it will be all over.
"Shhh" he cooed. "Just breath in like a good girl kitten" he commanded.
I breathed in seeing as I couldn't hold my breath forever, and he told me too. Hey, I didn't want to get hurt. I felt my eyes get droopy as I lost my balance and leaned into the man behind me.
"I'm sorry princess. But good girl. I'll give you a great when you wake up". Was the last thing I heard before it went dark and I fell into a sleeping bliss of horrible dreams.
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Katherine smith a 17 year old girl who lives all by herself.She is quiet, jumpy, obedient, and kind person. She is very beautiful and innocent. Katherine now works at a small café as the cashier. When Melissa, one of the waitresses didn't show up for work, Katherine took over her shift for the night. That's when she met Mr. Román.
Mr. Román Bass Fransisco, a terrible 26 year old man who is a ceo of Fransisco CORP also the Mafia leader and gang leader. He owns half of all the cop stations, FBI, and other stores. He is a heartless, cruel, evil, emotionless, strong, dangerous man. He doesn't care about anyone, well not until he ran into Katherine at the ca
Belle has lost everything to the Mafia. The culprits are lurking to pick her off as well. While life is losing its luster for Belle, Marcello is thriving.
Marcello runs several legitimate companies, earning him millions. On top of that, he is considered the Mafia King. Marcello has some type of control of any and every business in his vicinity. And several around America and back in Italy. Staying on top has been his life's work.
When returning a favor for an old friend turns into saving Belle's life, the favor turns out much more long term than either expected.
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"That doesn't matter Belle! Do you not realize you completely disregarded your safety!" His veins popped out at he reloaded and ducked low. We were down to two cars.
I licked my lips in worry as I tried to shake them.
"Mother fuckers," he curses as our back window was blown out.
"I can't loose you!" He suddenly screamed as he shot the second to last driver.
I avoided going home because I didn't want them getting any leads.
"You're not loosing me, Cello."
"It felt like I was," his voice cracked as he chucked a grenade towards the car.
I lurched at the explosion and silence followed after our pursuers were eliminated.
"Marry me."
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This story will follow a couple trying to navigate the world of organized crime. There will be MATURE scenes so beware, hopefully you enjoy it as much as I do writing it.