Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

A scream ripped from her throat at the painful stretch of his size and the roughness with which he thrust into her. Tears sprang to her eyes, but her scream eventually faded into a string of mindless whimpers and squeals.

“Yes… Master!” Lucretia groaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

She didn’t even realize the word that slipped out and didn’t care if she was breaking his rules. The only thing that mattered to her was how good he felt inside of her. How he stretched her and filled her up completely. How he kept hitting the spot that sent an electric spike of sensation spearing through her. Nothing felt so rough and painful yet lovely and beautiful.

Enzo went still and stopped moving inside of her. She mourned the sudden pause and expected him to pick up the pace but he didn’t. Instead, he pushed his lower body backward, retrieving his c? ck from inside her.

“What… No!” She cried and turned back to find him staring at her round a*s. “Give me more… Harder!”

He looked up and smirked at the sight of her eyes, red and her face a bit swollen. He didn’t know what pushed him to stop but he just did. Maybe because she called him “Master”. And maybe because it made him remember the story she told about her past and how she was broken from the inside out.

“Tired of f*cking me all night already, huh?” Lucretia asked, jerking him out of his thoughts. “Or thinking about how to make me scream harder?”

Enzo glared at her and she smirked, expecting him to do the worst but he did nothing. Instead, he lowered his hand to her p*ssy and stroked it lightly, earning a moan from her. He gathered her wetness with his fingers while circling her cl? t slowly.

“I know a hundred and one ways to make you scream harder, Cari? o, I do not need to think!” He answered, replacing his fingers with his c? ck. Instead of diving inside her, he slowly slid the head of his c? ck over her wet folds.

“But I changed my mind. You have to f*cking beg for it!” On hearing that, Lucretia stilled and whipped her head backward. “Yes, Cari? o. Beg for it. Beg for my c? ck, I know you f*cking love it. Beg me to f*ck that wet p? ssy of yours. Beg me to f*ck your brains out!”

Lucretia laughed at his words but at the same time, she felt herself going wetter and dripping around him. Who was this man and what was he doing to her? What was he turning her into?

With her late Master, she never felt pleasure, she didn’t even know it existed. But with Enzo… Everything was different. He pleased her and made her feel what she had never felt before. His voice and words alone were enough to set her soul on fire.

“Bending your rules already? What happened to f*cking until I get back to my senses?”

“That is still part of the plan, Cari? o!” He answered and continued stroking her wet folds with his hard c? ck. She released a throaty moan and arched into him mindlessly. “But first you have to beg for it!”

“Master…” The word replayed in Enzo’s head, making him realize how much her late Master still dominated her thoughts. He hated it and hated Grasso Romon even more. If he had his way, he would’ve brought him back to life just to torture him slowly and kill him once again. Leaning closer, he whispered into her ears. “Beg for it. I know you want it!”

But she refused. Yes, she craved him so much but her pride wouldn’t let her bend to his will. Why should she beg to be f*cked??? She had not evaded her horrible past just to start begging for a man’s c? ck. That was one thing she would never do. She gasped and her eyes rolled into the back of her head when he pinched her n? pple. “My c? ck is death itself, Cari? o!”

He lowered his hand again and began f*cking her with his fingers. She swiveled her hips and rode them, chasing the wildfire burning at the base of her spine. Before she could trip over the edge, he pulled his fingers out and she cried out in agony.

“I can do this all night!” He smirked and sucked on his fingers. “Beg for it. I will not f*ck you until you beg me to!”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Never!” She gritted out angrily. Enzo went on and on, driving her to the edge until she couldn’t hold it back anymore. She needed more. “Please…”

He smirked. “Say it!”

“Please I need… I… Oh…”

“I am listening!” He groaned impatiently, his c? ck hard and angry.

“Please f*ck me!” Lucretia rushed out and arched her back into him in despair. She was still pinned on the wall with her hands above her head and her back against him. “I need your c? ck inside me… Please!”

Exactly what he wanted to hear.

Without words, he slammed into her with a vicious thrust. A scream ripped from her throat at the painful stretch of his size, the length and level of his arousal brutal. Tears sprung to her eyes but she blinked them back. There was no need to cry because that was what she begged for and he was giving it right to her just as she craved.

Their bodies angrily slapped against each other and her screams were the only sounds that echoed in the room. He was indeed f*cking her brains out because she was slowly losing her mind.

“I am yours!” She cried out, sweat trickling down her body. Enzo slowed his thrust and she managed a shaky breath. “I am all yours…!”

“Going back on your words already? We aren’t even started yet!” His next thrust was so savage she lost whatever breath she had left.

“No… I lied… Please, forgive me! Take me back!”

“You always belonged to me, always!” He slammed Into her again, and again, and again, as a sudden wildfire consumed her, racing down every limb. Angling his thrusts, he hits the right spot causing her to explode in a powerful climax.

“Oh my God… Enzo!!!”

A few more hard thrusts and he came right after her, his body shaking powerfully. He carried Lucretia to the bed and laid her gently. After standing for so long, she was weak, especially her legs.

“I already told you you belong to me, Cari? o. Nothing can change that, not even you!” He stated coldly. “For your sake, I would advise you to take it as it is. Trust me, you do not want to see my angry side!”

Lucretia stared at him with weak eyes. She didn’t even realize he was still clothed while she was n@ked. His dark hair was damp with sweat but he still looked very hot and handsome at the same time. How many girls does he bring to his home and claim her this way? She wondered. She could bet on a thousand because he was the charming and handsome Enzo De Niro. Any woman would kill just to lay on his bed.

“Is this what you do to the other women?” The question slipped out before she could even prevent it.

“No, just you!” He answered with utmost solemnity.

“I do not believe you!”

“Why would I lie to you?”

Because… She paused and racked her head for so many reasons but couldn’t find any. Not wanting to feel like a loser, she answered. “Because you are Enzo De Niro.”

“And I am all yours!” He said and gently kissed her forehead. The tenderness was a contradiction to the way he had dealt with her some minutes ago. “I will protect you. No one will ever harm you again!”

There was something about the look in his eyes that consumed a part of her. It melted her slowly. But then a disturbing thought resurfaced in her mind. One she couldn’t stop thinking of since when she got the news.

“Why did you k*ll Grasso’s men?” She asked and prayed he gave her the answer she expected. He couldn’t have killed those men because of her right? “Get used to that, Cari? o.”