The Mafia Don's Sweet Temptation
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Chapter 6 Six img
Chapter 7 Seven img
Chapter 8 Eight img
Chapter 9 Nine img
Chapter 10 Ten img
Chapter 11 Eleven img
Chapter 12 Twelve img
Chapter 13 Thirteen img
Chapter 14 Fourteen img
Chapter 15 Fifteen img
Chapter 16 Sixteen img
Chapter 17 Seventeen img
Chapter 18 Eighteen img
Chapter 19 Nineteen img
Chapter 20 Twenty img
Chapter 21 Twenty-One img
Chapter 22 Twenty-Two img
Chapter 23 Twenty-Three img
Chapter 24 Twenty-Four img
Chapter 25 Twenty-Five img
Chapter 26 Twenty-Six img
Chapter 27 Twenty-Seven img
Chapter 28 Twenty-Eight img
Chapter 29 Twenty-Nine img
Chapter 30 Thirty img
Chapter 31 Thirty-One img
Chapter 32 Thirty img
Chapter 33 Thirty-One img
Chapter 34 Thirty-Two img
Chapter 35 Thirty-Three img
Chapter 36 Thirty-Four img
Chapter 37 Thirty-Seven img
Chapter 38 Thirty-Eight img
Chapter 39 Thirty-Nine img
Chapter 40 Forty img
Chapter 41 Forty-One img
Chapter 42 Forty-Two img
Chapter 43 Forty-Three img
Chapter 44 Forty-Four img
Chapter 45 Forty-Five img
Chapter 46 Forty-Six img
Chapter 47 Forty-Seven img
Chapter 48 Forty-Eight img
Chapter 49 Forty-Nine img
Chapter 50 Fifty img
Chapter 51 Fifty-One img
Chapter 52 Fifty-Two img
Chapter 53 Fifty-Three img
Chapter 54 Fifty-Four img
Chapter 55 Fifty-Five img
Chapter 56 Fifty-Six img
Chapter 57 Fifty-Seven img
Chapter 58 Fifty-Eight img
Chapter 59 Fifty-Nine img
Chapter 60 Sixty img
Chapter 61 Sixty-One img
Chapter 62 Sixty-Two img
Chapter 63 Sixty-Three img
Chapter 64 Sixty-Four img
Chapter 65 Sixty-Five img
Chapter 66 Sixty-Six img
Chapter 67 Sixty-Seven img
Chapter 68 Sixty-Eight img
Chapter 69 Sixty-Nine img
Chapter 70 Seventy img
Chapter 71 Seventy-One img
Chapter 72 Seventy-Two img
Chapter 73 Seventy-Three img
Chapter 74 Seventy-Four img
Chapter 75 Seventy-Five img
Chapter 76 Seventy-Six img
Chapter 77 Seventy-Seven img
Chapter 78 Seventy-Eight img
Chapter 79 Seventy-Nine img
Chapter 80 Eighty img
Chapter 81 Eighty-One img
Chapter 82 Eighty-Two img
Chapter 83 Eighty-Three img
Chapter 84 Eighty-Four img
Chapter 85 Eighty-Five img
Chapter 86 Eighty-Six img
Chapter 87 Eighty-Seven img
Chapter 88 Eighty-Eight img
Chapter 89 Eighty-Nine img
Chapter 90 Ninety img
Chapter 91 Ninety-One img
Chapter 92 Ninety-Two img
Chapter 93 Ninety-Three img
Chapter 94 Ninety-Four img
Chapter 95 Ninety-Five img
Chapter 96 Ninety-Six img
Chapter 97 Ninety-Seven img
Chapter 98 Ninety-Eight img
Chapter 99 Ninety-Nine img
Chapter 100 One Hundred img
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Chapter 5 Five

LORENZO

"Fuck me, you're so good," the woman whimpered as I finally released her and removed the used condom from my cock, tossing it in the trash where it belonged.

A chuckle left my lips and I stood from the bed. I knew I was so good, but to be told that did stroke a lot more than my ego.

She was nothing but some girl I'd picked up at a bar to vent out my frustrations on. Since Talia had riled me up so much, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I wanted her.

At least a fuck would let me taste her just once and I'd let her go. Talia was meant to be nothing more than a fucking escort to me, just another woman who was a pawn to use. Nothing more. But now, I had begun to crave her presence, to feel intrigued by her.

If only I fucked her before now, I wouldn't be so drawn in, right?

I got dressed and tossed a couple of hundred dollar bills at the naked woman who lay in bliss. It hit her breasts, fanning over her torso.

Without a word I left, entering the Aston Martin I had driven to the bar and driving back to my mansion for some much needed sleep.

The headlights illuminated my path as the gates shut behind me, and I noticed Matteo speaking with Marissa at the front of the house.

My lips curled down with disapproval.

While I loved Matteo like a brother, the last thing I wanted was for him to be with my baby sister.

I exited the car and my arrival had caught their attention.

Maria's eyes shone with love as she rushed to greet me.

"Ciao Lorenzo," she effused with love. I accepted the hug and patted her on the head. She wore an elegant dress, and her hair curled in ringlets. "Where have you been? I thought you'd be back before dinner?"

"Yeah Don. Where'd you go?" Matteo's teasing tone caught my attention as he moved to stand beside Marissa. I wordlessly gave him a warning glance as Marissa leaned slightly towards my best friend and his eyes flickered to Marissa and then to me, before surreptitiously shifting away from her and clearing his throat.

"None of your business Matteo," I replied to him. Then to Marissa, my voice softened considerably, "I had business to take care of, and it was urgent. I do apologize, Marissa."

Marissa sighed, tutting and shaking her head.

"Of course, you're always busy. At least Matteo came to keep me company."

My glare turned icy and Matteo looked away, chuckling nervously.

"I only came here to see you Lorenzo. But you weren't home and it would have been wrong to leave Marissa alone, so..."

"I see."

My voice was blasé on the surface yet entirely not happy.

One thing I didn't want Marissa to get involved with was the world of the mafia, which I had been in since I was 13. She was a good girl and wanted to be a doctor, so I got her into the best university possible. Maybe one day she could make her choice once she was more independent, but I would be damned if I let her get too close to Matteo, who was not just a friend, but fully involved in our mafia's activity.

"Enough about all that and come inside," Marissa sighed, before yawning. "It's time to have dinner. You are lucky I waited for you."

Briefly I felt vestiges of guilt trail my words. She had waited for me.

"You should have eaten," my voice went gruff. "Don't you have a fucking 6am class?"

"Yes, Enzo. I do. Now if you'd come back early then I wouldn't have to wait. At least for once can't we have dinner together as a family?"

I sighed, unable to say anything to her frustrated expression. Damn it, I hated having to make her upset.

"It's fine. You're right, Marissa: Let's go inside," I gently held her shoulder and nodded to a knowing Matteo. His hidden smirk at my softness towards my younger sister never failed to make me roll my eyes at him.

"Goodnight Don, Marissa," Matteo began to head to his car.

"Goodnight Matteo," Marissa's voice was soft as she beamed at my friend. I groaned internally. One day, she would get over this crush she had on Matteo and finally find someone who I would approve of. Not my best friend. Not him or someone like me. I wasn't going to allow it.

Good girls like Marissa didn't need guys like me.

My mind turned to Talia unwittingly. Her behavior reminded me sometimes of a timid girl, not a woman who had been in the escort industry for at least half a decade. Almost too innocent for me to touch, like the dirtiness of escort work didn't break her.

It was a conundrum. Did she deserve the life she had? Or was I just overthinking it? Why did her behavior intrigue me so much?

"What are you thinking about? You've been silent throughout dinner?" Marissa's concerned tones reached my ears and pulled me out of my reverie. We had just finished dessert and I had drifted off again, distracted by my thoughts of that girl.

She was everywhere: in my head, in every girl I fucked. In everything I did, I was starting to think of her more and more. I didn't like it.

I didn't KNOW what to feel about it except a faint sense of embarrassment and a lot of frustration.

All I knew was that I had to have her. All of her.

I had to taste those lips to feel her body pressed against mine. To tie her up and fuck her until she became a pleading mess with my cum inside her, and all over her pretty body. To mark her until she knew who she belonged to: me, and no one else.

And I wouldn't rest until she was mine, body and soul.

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