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The Mafia's Crazy Obsession

"I think you enjoyed at least part of your punishment last night, sweetheart." "No," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my eyes still on his hand, on his fingers as they drew small circles that made my toes curl on my exposed, sensitive skin. He moved closer to me, making a small gasp push past my lips as I looked up, our gazes colliding. "Relax. Do you know what the fun part is, Lana? It doesn't always have to be a punishment. It could be something... exciting too. Something you'll most definitely like." - To save her entire family from the Stravkos Mafia - which was the most powerful Mafia family in Tuscany, Italy - Then sixteen-year old Solana Williams agrees to take her sister's place and becomes a sacrificial lamb - becoming Abel Stravkos' wife. Theirs is just a mere marriage of convenience, but now older, wiser and twenty-three, Solana vows revenge for all they did to her family by making Abel's life a living nightmare. Abel Stravkos does not need a wife, but with his cold-hearted father handling the helm of affairs, he's helpless to object. His heart isn't tied to this strange, beautiful, vengeful woman who's been forced down his throat. But the line between love and hate is thin, and Solana's staunch disobedience to his orders fuels his need to control her in every way possible. Driven by revenge, and an undeniable passion sizzling just beneath the surface, it's only a matter of time before their attraction for each other becomes apparent, much to the dismay of his father as well as both internal and external forces trying to pull them apart. Will they ever rise above obstacles lodged in their paths and get their happily-ever-after?

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Solana - Love On Top

Abel moved to stand behind me and knelt between my legs, his powerful hands cupping my ass, gripping and spreading me wide. I swallowed, nervous with anticipation.

"Eyes on me," he rasped.

I turned my gaze to him and watched, turned on, nervous, excited, embarrassed, wanting. I hated my body for wanting this. Something trickled down my inner thigh. My arousal, I knew.

Fuck.

His eyes lit up mischievously. I suppressed a groan. "You're dripping hard for me, Lana." I hated the sexy way he said my name. So delicately like he had peppermint candy in his mouth and he was trying his best not to sink his teeth into it.

He leaned his head down. His tongue must've caught the drop. He slid his hot tongue up all along my thigh until he reached my core. My ass cracks.

I made some non-committal sounds, quickly burying my head in the mattress, squeezing the sheets above my head as he buried his face into my pussy.