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|Mafia boss×Mafia's son| Warning: extremely mature content. - Couple one: Despite her trying to sound cool, he could hear her slight pants. "What were you doing?" He asked, forgetting everything. That's how it was for them. They could be in the middle of the most serious issue yet the slightest change in their breathing would make the other curious. "If I say that I was, or more like, am fingering myself while thinking about you, would you come here and f*ck me?" She said while putting two fingers inside of herself. A moan left her lips and his d*ck hardened on the other side. "F*ck, Andrew, ah," she was moaning on purpose, to get a reaction out of him. She wanted to test him till he broke and later fulfilled her with his entire being. She knew that she wasn't supposed to want him and so did he but the heart wants what the heart wants. And forbidden fruits always taste better. - All of a sudden, he moved a little away and by not feeling the same sensation as before, she opened her eyes with an annoyed look. She was almost about to come. "Why did you stop -" she was cut off by her own moan. He did the most unthinkable thing. He slapped her pu*sy. She thought that it would hurt her but it had the exact opposite reaction. It ended up sending an electric shock through her body but one that was filled with pleasure. She was looking at him with pleading eyes. She didn't know what she wanted him to do but she wanted something from him and he understood even though she didn't vocalize her thoughts. He made a silent promise to fulfill all of her fantasies and with that, he slapped her again. And she moaned in pleasure again. Who knew that something that counts as a punishment could bring one so much pleasure? - Tangled by an interesting past, lust, and underworld matters. And most importantly heart. Both of them refused to fall for the other again but for how long? In this twisted game called lust, would they end up falling for each other? -- Couple two: "Stars are pretty," he said. She gave him a sad smile. "But people always say that you are going to lose the moon while counting the stars but the moon got scars and you can't stare at the sun for two minutes, you are bound to get blind by its light and how can you love someone you can't even look at?" "So we shouldn't love anything at all?" "If you are willing to take the risk then sure, you can." "Maybe I am or maybe I don't have any choice of my own. If you were given a chance, what would have you been?" "Dust probably," she said, not looking at him anymore. "Dust why? Don't they fly away?" "I wish to be like the dust so that I can fly away. Everything except the dust that flies is desired in one way or another, for example: A bird is caged in the name of love, just because someone wants to keep it. A flower that was torn away from its home and later toasted away in a place where the wind makes it blown, at least one person is going to like it enough to keep it with them till they don't like it anymore. Nobody can see dust, let alone desire it. Maybe being undesired isn't always the bad thing." -- "I trusted you but you broke my trust. You could have told me the truth." "You never seemed interested enough in my truth." "I wasn't? You never bothered asking me anything, you just assumed and ruined everything because that's all you can do. You don't deserve my trust." "I know," she muttered under her breath, fully knowing that he was too good for her to ruin him. -- "Don't do this to yourself just because you hate me. Don't ruin your life, I am begging you." "Because of you? Why would you think that you deserve any of my thoughts, my emotions? You don't even exist to me." And she was again feeling unworthy, a word that was never going to leave her side. -- In the midst of misunderstanding, complications, and hate, will they find love?
"Are you f*cking kidding with me right now? She ended up destroying my men and here you are saying that my father told you not to do anything?" Andrew's eyes were burning with a raging blaze.
His other man were looking down, not certain what to say anymore.
The only person who has ever been able to kill his men and get over with it till now is her.
Power oozes out of her body wherever she goes and nobody has the guts to do anything to her.
"Take out the cars. We are going to meet her," He said, grabbing his loaded gun out of a drawer.
"B-but s-sir, your father -" One glare from him and that guy stopped.
"You are not going to tell me what I can do and what I can't do. You work under me, not my father, "his eyes were as red as blood by now.
The made men didn't open their mouths again.
They knew that their underboss aka Andrew was going to have to explain this to his father aka the boss.
They also knew that he was not going to take this thing lightly. He would probably harm him.
The boss was known for his cruelness but the underboss was ten times more brutal than him.
If he wants to destroy someone, he would go as far as he needs to go, even if it means destroying himself on the journey. But luckily, till now he never had to go that far.
The made men got into one car and Andrew got into another.
He started going at such speed that the others were anxious that he might result in an accident but this was an everyday thing to Andrew.
They ultimately reached their destination.
A large villa was standing proudly in the middle of a huge ground. Guards were everywhere with firearms.
He halted before the different cars. Around 15 Porsche was lined together. All of them were black in color, the signature color of the boss of the 'Black Rose' gang.
The most powerful gang besides the 'Hellfire' gang which belongs to the Romanos aka Andrew's family.
The Volkov wasn't this large even five years ago. They only had one successor and that was a daughter.
Her father became incapable of producing kids after her and this resulted in lots of drama in the underworld.
He was known for his delicate heart, another reason why others thought that he should be withdrawn from his position.
'He was not eligible for this title' is what they said. His daughter proved that whoever attempts to ill treat her family shall only have one destiny and that was an unbearable death.
She was known for her unique ways of slaying, and her good looks that are enough to pierce a guy's heart with only one look.
As beautiful as she was, she was more merciless. Hence, nobody tries to approach her.
The guards stopped Andrew and the others at the gate.
"Who do you want to meet?" One of them asked.
Andrew knew who it was, It was Perri, the right hand of their boss.
Another thing she was known for is her clear preference for choosing women to hand over the most powerful titles than men.
"I want to meet your boss, Veronica Volkov," Andrew said.
"You can't meet her now. She is busy," she said with so much intensity that the others thought that Veronica was signing a contract to purchase the moon.
But Andrew knew how occupied she was. She just loves to make people suffer by waiting.
"Busy doing what? F*cking one of her lovers?" He spat.
"No, I was busy swimming but since you, my favorite visitor came, how can I miss the opportunity to meet you?" and here she comes.
Water was dripping from her hair, a thin robe was wrapping her body through which he could see the outline of her curves and her bikini.
He was furious at himself for having such responses over her body. She always manages to make him go wild with her body.
The urge to touch her, to punish her for messing with his mind was making him go crazy.
He took a breath to calm himself down. As frustrated as he was, he wasn't here to eye*uck her.
"You shouldn't have done that," he said, the veins around his forehead were popping out and so were there veins of his hands since he was clenching them so hard.
"You are right, I should him destroyed him as well," she said while shooting one of the made men who came with him.
Everything was so fast that nobody could catch what happened. One second she was smiling, the next she pulled out the gun from Perri's pocket and shot someone.
Andrew's anger raised even more.
"You just killed my men before my eyes. Do you understand the circumstances? I can kill you if I want to. I can declare war against your gang if I want to," Andrew said, pointing his gun directly at her forehead.
She was in the same position, her gun was on his forehead.
Made men from both side point guns at each other as well. It seemed like a war was going to break in, anytime soon.
"Declare a war? I don't think your father would approve. Well, he doesn't approve of anything either way. You can try your best to manage him but win a fight against my gang while I am still alive? Honey, you are daydreaming. Nobody could ever win against us, and nobody would ever be able to win against us," She said with a proud smile.
"One day, just one day, I will have you on your knees," he said in a venomous tone.
"You can't have me on my knees unless I want the same. And even if I were to get on my knees, you would still be the one begging for more and you know that, love."
A bloody smile was still playing on the edges of her lips.
