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Beauty and her Beast:The Don's obsession

(Warning:Mature content,Raffaele is heavily obsessed with our little bella) Beauty they say is in the eyes of the beholder. Everybody desires beauty and love it. What if it becomes a curse. Bellarosa(Beautiful rose)Romano is the daughter of the cook of the powerful mafia Vincenti family. She has been cared for and looked after since young by the Vincenti family when their eldest son and Don of the family decides to take up her and her mother's responsibility. Bella has always been scared of the Don who criticises her at every mistake she makes. Don Raffaele Vincenti is a man with IED intermittent explosise disoder. An incident of the past led to this disorder of his and only few can calm him down. Raffeale finds himself in a lustful obsession for the little woman who is in his care and with every growing day he desires her like a drug,oxygen and breathe. Bella is terrified by his madness Will she be willing to help him. Secrets get unveiled on the way ~~~~~ Groaning he takes her hand and places it on his buldge his eyes clouded with desire and lust. ''Please Bella,Touch me''Raffaele growls out gasps escaping his lips while tears fall out of Bella's eyes as she tries to retrieve her hand from his grip.

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Chapter 36: Ahhhhhgh

Bella's pov

Hearing the ringing of my alarm, I choose to ignore it since I had barely gotten any sleep last night but the persistent ringing makes me open my eyes.

"Baby" A deep voice whispers close to my ear and I choose to ignore it.

Turning my back against the voice, I decide it's better I just sleep off but fate seems to have other plans.

With the speed of lightening, I feel myself being turned and something warm on my body.

"Wake up baby" The same voice say and though it sound familiar, I am too sleepy to try and guess who the voice belongs to and at that moment her head starts ringing as the realisation starts setting in.

"Amore mio" She feels it, a touch starting from her ankle and trailing upwards to her knee and slithering it's way into the inner part of her thigh, not only the soft touch of rough hand but also the touch of something soft touching her skin like it's the most delicate thing the earth has to offer.