Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Mireille felt her heart breaking into a million tiny pieces. This was the worst day of her life. She had been through so much too in the past in the hands of her stepdad but none of those pains she felt back then was comparable to the pains she was feeling at the moment.

Realizing that she never truly knew the man she loved, knowing that his identity was the same as danger and still finding out that she had lost their baby.

What could be worse?

“My baby… Our baby.” she sobbed.

“I am sorry.” Dante apologized but his apologies only made her even madder.

He knew what he was involved with and he still let all of this happen. Mireille could not help but blame him even though she knew he was hurting too.

She could have sworn that Dante had forgotten what it meant to shed tears but she had seen him shed tears when she had been shot that night and just a few minutes ago when she asked about their baby.

“Dante.” it was James’ voice and Mireille slowly pulled away from Dante’s embrace.

“James.” she sobbed out his name and James rushed over to her and hugged his sister.

“My baby is gone.” She cried and James knew Dante had informed her.

Things were going according to his plans and as much as it did hurt to see his sister crying this hard and hurting so badly, James was sure he was doing the right thing.

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“It’s okay, Mireille. You have me. Everything is going to be fine eventually. It’s okay.” James cooed and pulled away from the hug, cupping her face in his hands.

“Get out, Dante.” Mireille screamed at Dante.

Seeing his face at the moment wasn’t helping her in any ways. She wanted to be away from him at the moment. She hated being reminded by her heart that she could not stay away from him forever. She hated knowing for a fact that she still loved him and would want him by her side desperately but for now, she wanted him to be far from her.

“You heard her, Dante. You have hurt my sister enough! Get out now! Get out of her life! Or do you enjoy seeing her in this state? Do you enjoy seeing Mireille suffer?” James said to Dante.

“Please Dante, leave! Your presence is killing me at the moment.” she cried harder and Dante could not stand it anymore.

He walked out of the ward with his heart aching. Ditto was waiting just outside, by the door.

“There are still four men left, boss. Would you like to unleash your anger on them?” Ditto questioned but Dante raised his hand and shook his head lightly.

“The only person I want to unleash my anger on, right now is me.” he walked on further and Ditto sighed softly.

*

“Don’t cry anymore, Mireille. Please.” James wiped away the tears that had just rolled down.

He had managed to calm Mireille down but Mireille could not help but cry every now and then when the hurt struck her heart.

“I am trying but… Dante and my baby.”

“Dante doesn’t deserve you, Mireille. He doesn’t at all.” James assured her.

“You knew about it, didn’t you? That Dante was in the mafia?” Mireille asked and James lowered his head, giving a short nod.

He wondered how heartbroken Mireille would be if she realized that he was also involved in it. It would break her way too much, knowing that the two men in her life were involved in this and had hidden it away from her.

“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” Mireille asked and James raised his head up.

He had to kick out the softness insure of him. Mireille was vulnerable at the moment and this was the best time for him to manipulate her mind and make her want to stay away from Dante as much as possible.

“Because it is much more dangerous than what you think, Mireille. I could get killed for exposing them. Dante could even be the one to kill me.”

Mireille shook her head, a sad smile appearing on her face.

“Dante would never kill you. We both know that.” Mireille replied.

“You are wrong, Mireille. They don’t care about human lives. They will kill anyone who gets in their way. Dante is not just involved in the mafia. He is a mafia boss, the biggest one in the country. Do you think he got to such a position by keeping people alive? No.” James took Mireille’s hand and stared deeply into her eyes.

“He got there by getting rid of whoever got in his way and if I… If I do anything against him, I could be killed too.” He finished his sentence but Mireille shook her head.

“I don’t know about whatever the mafia really is about but I… I know Dante, I really know him. He would never kill you.” Mireille replied.

“He almost killed you and he killed your baby, Mireille.”

“That was…” Mireille’s eyes swelled with more tears.

“He didn’t do any of that intentionally.”

James could barely believe his ears. Mireille was still defending Dante despite everything. She was supposed to be hating him badly at the moment.

He knew he had to try harder so he took her other hand and flashed her a small smile.

“Why do you think I never wanted you to be with Dante? It is because I knew this could happen anytime and it did happen. I don’t want to lose you, Mireille.” he raised her hand and made her cup his face.

“I lost mum already. I don’t want to lose you, Mireille and for me not to lose you, you need to leave Dante. This would happen over and over again if you remain with him.” he added and Mireille felt drawn deeper into some sort of turbulence.

This was hard. Way too hard on her.

“Look, I know you love Dante but Dante is not the right man for you, Mireille. He made you lose your child, he could make you lose your very life tomorrow and he would continue with his life.”

“Stop!!” Mireille yelled and jerked her hands away from James grip.

“No…. Do you have to remind me over and over again that I lost my child? This is hard on me, James. Can you take it easy on me, please?” She begged.

“I wish I could, Mireille but you have to make a decision quickly. A good decision which would be for you to leave Dante and start up your life somewhere else, someplace better. Dante might love you, Mireille but he loves his position as a mafia boss even more. If he needs to get rid of you to do better, he will do it, Mireille.”

“No! Dante would never ever hurt me deliberately. I might be in this right now, I might be hurting right now but I still know how much he loves me.” Mireille mumbled, her lips quivering.

James groaned, throwing his head back. How could his sister be so stubborn in love?

“Mireille!” He raised his voice slightly.

“You are trusting a man who killed his own father!” He let out and Mireille’s eyes widened.

“D-Dante killed his own father?”