Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Rosana stood in front of the window, watching as five black cars drove in at once. Alfonso stepped down from the second car and opened the third car for Sergio while Enzo alighted from the fourth. They both wore black suits with white shirts and black shoes.

Turning away from the window, she walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. Being contented with the appearance she had put up, she wore her black coat and walked out of the room.

“Do not speak to me” She snapped at Alfonso before he could utter a word. Quietly, he bowed and stepped away from the door.

After knocking twice, she let herself in. Sergio was sitting behind his desk but there was someone else with him. How did she manage to get to him sooner than she did? Had she also been waiting for his arrival? Did he send for her? Rosana wondered, glaring at Vicenta who was kneeling in front of the desk, waiting for Sergio to finish whatever he was doing.

She was blinded by fury and did not realize that Sergio had looked up and was now staring at her, starting from the crazy red heels she wore to her long slender legs. The coat didn’t allow him to see much of what she was wearing underneath so he skipped to her beautiful face.

She looked different, he noted, his eyes taking in all the contours of her face. Her blonde hair, slender brows, long thick lashes, prettiest set of blue eyes he had ever seen, parted red lips… She was a sight to behold.

Beautiful, bold, fierce!

Rosana avoided his intense gaze and walked over to him. She didn’t want to focus on it or the light behind it as they sent shivers down her spine. She was there for a different motive and didn’t need any distractions.

Vicenta was boiling with anger as she resided on the floor, waiting for Sergio to give her his attention. She had followed him immediately when he returned and was hoping to impress him like never before. But suddenly, Rosana showed up! What was she doing there? She wondered. What business did she have with Sergio?

“Master…” She called out and crawled on her knees towards him. An idea had just popped in and she decided to follow it up without waiting to think for a second.

With her head bent, she placed her hands on his things and caressed him gently. When she didn’t get any reaction from him, she slid it upwards towards his crotch.

Rosana watched quietly, fretting with irritation. She glared at Vicenta’s hands and wished she could cut it off from her shoulders. How dare she lay her hands on him? She turned back to Sergio who sat quietly, watching Vicenta with an indecipherable gaze.

Why was he not sending her away? Rosana wondered, frowning at him. Why would he let her touch him in her presence? Was he enjoying her touch?

From the corner of her eyes, Vicenta saw Rosana’s fisted hands and smirked inwardly. She wished she could raise her head and see the look on her face as she unbuckled Sergio’s belt and unzipped his trousers.

Just when she was about to remove his c? ck, Rosana’s cold voice broke in. “Leave. Now!”

Vicenta’s head shot up and she glared at her. It was at the tip of her tongue to lash out at her but she maintained her peace, knowing she couldn’t misbehave in front of her Master.

“Master…” She ignored Rosana and palmed his hard length through his trousers. “Let me please you”

She moved her hand to touch him one more time but Sergio grabbed it firmly, causing her to tremble. His hold was powerful and assaulting, almost crushing her hand.

“If she says leave, you disappear”

“Ye… Yes, Master”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Get lost” He released her hand at once while she scrambled to her feet and rushed out of the study.

Rosana peeled her eyes away from the closed door and finally walked over to him. She was still furious but decided to put it aside. No bad energy was needed at the moment.

“You got back” She said and slowly began to unbutton the coat she was wearing. “I have been waiting for you”

Sergio watched the motions of her fingers quietly until she was done with the buttons. Slowly but seductively, she shrugged it off her shoulders and it fell to the ground, revealing the red lingerie she wore underneath.

It was a red-lace garter with strappy underwire, satin bow, leg strap, and G-string. He caressed her with dark lustful eyes, dragging his gaze from her full, firm chest, down to her body. She looked so hot in the lingerie but it wouldn’t matter anymore if he laid hands on it.

“Take off your shirt. Now!”

He looked up at her and smirked. She was bossy and he loved it. Quietly, he unbuttoned his shirt but didn’t take it off. Rosana took that as a clue, knowing he wouldn’t be easy to deal with but she was going to try.

She dropped to her knees in front of him and grazed his broad tattooed chest, perfectly sculpted muscles, and abs with her fingertips. Her mouth watered as she ate him up. He looked delightful. Ultimate masculine embodiment!

She played with his nipples, grazing them with her calluses, then rolling them between her thumb and finger. He groaned. A deep, male, and primal groan that sent sparks of pleasure shooting to her cl? ts.

She lowered herself and inched closer to him. Then she licked him from his abdomen, up to his chest. He tasted male, raw, and powerful. She smoothed her tongue on his n? pples and teased them with her tongue before suckling them gently.

“You are so hard!” She gasped and palmed him through his trousers. “I know you cannot wait for me to take you deep down my throat”

He fisted her hair and forced her head backward so she was now staring into his heated dark eyes. “Be careful, Bambolina, do not tease me”

“Or what?” She asked daringly and smirked.

“You could just try and see” He answered in a neutral tone, but there was nothing neutral about the danger emanating from him like the heat of the sun.

“Then let me try”

Once he released her hair, she lowered her face and licked him through his trousers. Satisfied with the tease, she pulled his c? ck out and ran her tongue up and down his length, sucking him from tip to base.

Sergio gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as a wave of euphoria smacked him. If she kept going at the pace, taking him deep and fast, he was going to explode into her mouth. But Rosana had other things in mind.

Just when he was close to finishing off, she pulled away and stood up. Grabbing her coat, she wore it and spun on her heels, heading for the door like she wasn’t on her knees a minute ago, moving her hand up and down his hard c? ck while sucking on it.

“You are not finished” He growled, his eyes red. Rosana smirked and walked back to him, keeping a distance. She looked down at his hard c? ck and smirked.

“I am finished. Welcome back, Tesoro!” [Sweetheart] With that, she turned around and walked away with a satisfied smile on her face.

Payback is a b*tch!