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Falling for the devil himself

Harley's life as a 17yr old girl was never easy, she came from a poor family in New Jersey and had to anything for her family to have money. Under unfortunate circumstances She was sold into the Sicily Mafia. Harley was forces into an arranged marriage with the one and only Devil himself. What happens when love gets involved and complicates everything. Read to find out what happens to Harley and the Mafia Capo of Sicily. Mature language and scenes Contain sexually themes Rated 18+

HayleyRowan6868 · Fantasy
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Chapter: 6 Caught

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Chapter:6 Caught

Harley's POV

I woke up by the sun beaming through the blinds onto my face. I tried to move when I felt something heavy over my body, I look to my side to see a very sexy Gabriel still asleep next to me with his arms still protectively around me. I tried to remove his hands from me so that I could go to the bathroom but his grip just tightened by the second my hands went into contact with his. After trying to remove his hands from my body for over 10 mins I heard his incredibly sexy, husky morning voice growl a low whisper "Stop trying to move"  I felt his tattooed arms snake around me and grab my waist to pull me closer to him, I was now against his chest with my ass on his member and his arms still positioned snaked around my waist. I felt his member grow under my ass, me being the over thinker I am I couldn't help but tense up.

I decided to give up on the trying to get him off me approach and try something else. I turned myself around so I was now straddling his waist, I guess I shocked him from my sudden change of approach but of course him being cocky he opened his big ass mouth, "If you wanted me this badly you could of just told me" I laughed at how incredibly cocky he really is " oh please, if I really thought you were hot I would of jumped your bones already, but I guess you just not my type" I watched his emotion change into a cold glare and him sit up so fell more into him "so then what's your type ugly dumb fucks with small dicks and dense personality's" I could help but chuckle at how jealous he sounded "Nope, because that would mean you are my type" I swear he is bipolar at how fast his emotions change because just before he looked furious from what I said but know he was laughing and smirking and I swear all he does is smirk but never actually smiles "if you really think my dick is so small then, I guess can show you and let you be the judge of that" is that really all he gets out of that conversation "fuck you" I said and with that I shoved him and walked off his lap and into that massive bathroom that connects to a walk in closet. "I know you want to princess, and love those shorts you should wear them more they make you ass look good" I heard him call from behind me.

I locked the door of the bathroom and turned on the water for the shower head to spray our the water . I sat on the shower floor and washed my hair with what looks like fruit scented shampoo and conditioner, it felt nice to feel clean again. And with that I decided to think about everything that happened, I finally away from my father but I'm also being forced to marry a mafia boss, I guess you wins some and you loss some. But right now I just want to drink and smoke a joint until I pass out that's what I have been craving to do in these past two days but I don't know where any is.

I hopped out of the shower and grabbed a towel that was near the sink, I have just relized that I don't have clean clothes to change into so I guess a towel will have to do until I find something. Unlocking the door I walked out and I see on the bed is some clean clothes that are in my size with a letter that pretty much just says that the clothes are for me. I scan through the outfit that is placed in front of me, there is red lingerie set with a thong and bra and a cute tennis skirt and simple top to go over the top of the under garments, I seriously don't know what I was thinking or expecting from Gabriel but definitely not this. I feel very uncomfortable being in a thong and tennis skirt, what if it's windy and the skirt blows up, then I'm absolutely scar and embarrassed for the rest of my life. Thank Gabe, really appreciate it (note the sarcasm)

I walked over the the room door and tried opening it wasn't budging, He locked it. Because I'm an impatient bitch and if I wants something I get it, I walked to the bathroom and opened the draws under the sink to see if there is anything I can use to unlock the door. I look through the draws but I see nothing that will work to unlock a locked to door. As I was about to give up I sit on the floor and in the corner of the room I see a Bobby pin that probably belonged to a thirsty girl that fucked Gabe one night but who cares.

I quickly scurried to the bedroom door and fiddled with the lock and Bobby pin for a good twenty minutes until I heard the door swing open. I look up and see a very unimpressive Gabriel down at me. I quickly jumped up and tried to justify what I was doing but before I could say anything Gabe grabbed my arm and pulled my towards the walk in closet and closed the Bedroom door behind him.

A/N: hope your enjoy my book I will be trying to update more regularly and constantly instead of randomly. Thanks for reading my book and hope you enjoy the rest of it :)