THE MAFIA OBSESSION ( LUCIEN AND NATALIE)
Natalie a young and naïve girl was forced into a mafia family she never wanted by her mother, and now she loses her mother after the marriage of her mum and the mafia boss, she has no choice but to now live with her stepfather and brother. Her brother, Lucien on the other hand is a psychopath who loves her differently from ordinary brotherly love, the kind of love that can kill if anyone dares to breathe the same air as his step sister Natalie, he’s obsessive and possessive with Natalie and she feels somewhat suffocated by him not letting her talk to other guys and also not be clear with her about what he always do
Every day comes with a different kind of bonding and intimacy between them, where he tortures her intimately as a form of amusement to him
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What do you mean…” he hits me with the whip again, harder this time
“You only speak when spoken to”
“But…” Another hit harder than the last across my skin, it stinged so badly, he spun me around to face him while my blindfold was still tied firmly
“You seem to enjoy this, don’t you? I clearly said, disobedience attracts punishment, and you seem to still do it anyway”
“I’m sor…” Another hit across my skin
“Open up” I was confused thinking of what he meant then I felt his finger on my lips, slow and deliberate with each stroke “Open…up”
I opened my mouth slightly, my heart racing in my chest then he stuck one finger in, I tried tilting my head backwards then he hit me with the whip one more time
I let out a soft faint moan
“Careful” He murmured behind me, his voice low and calm. “If you make noises like that again, I’ll take it that you are enjoying yourself”
I could hear his breathing, feel the warmth of his body, and smell the faint scent of his cologne
His fingers slid deeper into my mouth stroking against my tongue slowly, My breathing become uneven instantly
“Look at you” he said mockingly. “Disobedient one second… obedient the next” I tried pulling my head away but he swung the whip across my skin one more time, I gasped as my body jerked forward from the sting.
“Ah- it hurts”
“You don’t move unless I allow it natty” Tears burned at the corners of my blindfolded eyes. “You’re trembling” He whispered to my ear calmly like this was one of the things he does for fun, torturing people
“You were acting all though and brave earlier where did all that attitude go?”
I couldn’t even respond because his fingers was still on my mouth, he chuckled softly before putting the second finger in
“No” I whispered weakly; he tapped the whip once more on my thigh as a silent warning
“Open” I reluctantly did as he asked “There” he murmured approvingly. “Much better… such pretty lips and yet all it does is to argue with me”