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The Mafia King's Girl

SYNOPSIS ‘’You can’t keep doing this princess, you make me ache for you. I want you, I want everything about you, not just your company but your body, all to myself. ‘’he says to her, his hard naked chest brushing against hers. She looks up at him, nervous and confused. Oh, how many things would he have given up to have those rosy lips right where he wanted them. ‘’But you are a dangerous man, you told me I shouldn’t trust you,’’ she says to him innocently. ‘’Oh kitten, I really am a dangerous man, but when it comes to you, all I want to do is fu…’’ ………………………………………….. He is the dangerous mafia king of new york, his world revolves around guns and drug shipments, murders, and everything illegal. The overly handsome lad that owns the heart of all women. But does it help, when a beautiful innocent woman sees something she shouldn’t have. A woman whose memory she lost, has no idea of what danger is, even if it’s a walking masterpiece. Can love prevail where betrayal stands, can lust overcome treachery? Tag along to unravel the mysteries in; THE MAFIA KING’S GIRL

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Chapter 82

Enzo's breathing deepened as Jessica's hand settled over the bulge in his pants. His whole body tightened, fighting the desire that was threatening to overtake him. For a moment, he stayed still, just letting himself feel the weight of her hand, the heat that radiated between them. Every cell in his body screamed for more, but he kept his gaze steady, watching her every move, every breath. Her eyes flickered with uncertainty but also with a hunger that mirrored his own.

"Jessica..." His voice was rough, full of restraint. "We don't have to rush this. We can stop whenever you want."

But she didn't pull away. Instead, her fingers pressed down lightly, exploring the ridge of his cock through the fabric. She was curious, hesitant but determined. The way she touched him made his blood pound in his ears. She wasn't experienced in this, he could tell by the way her hands trembled, but it only made it more intense—raw and unfiltered.