My killer, my mafia boss

- What did you think you would come up here with me for? So we could play with dolls? You wanted to come up, so let's finish this and then you can go, but now, how about showing me how you fuck the other guys? My jaw clenched tightly, it's a wonder I didn't break a molar. What? What kind of girl did he think I was? I was still a virgin! I wasn't a hypocrite, I knew very well how things were done, but I thought it would be more relaxed, I didn't even have to be romantic. It was my first time, I wanted it to be different, not just any old fuck. I was not just anyone, and I had saved myself for a special moment. Okay, I was afraid to tell the truth, after all, what could a virgin offer a guy like him? My thoughts dispersed, I felt the warmth of the closeness of his cock as he pulled my panties aside and penetrated me. - Ahh! another scream. The impression I had, besides the feeling of being invaded, was that they had taken a red-hot branch and stuck it in me. Or a sharp dagger. The pain was excruciating, and I had to practice my doggy breathing, because it hurt like hell. I let out a muffled groan of pain and held his arms so tightly that I watched my knuckles turn white. I don't think he even noticed; because of the drinks or not, he didn't even stop, continuing to thrust one after the other, while underneath him, my tense body was writhing in pain. It was then that something happened that surprised me, he leaned in even closer, dragging his nose across my cheek and my breath caught. It was not a romantic act, it was an act of control. Soon his hand was on my mouth, lowering my disgruntled whimper. Of course, he didn't ask and didn't care if I liked it, he simply pulled out of me and my body screamed with relief, but it was only to roll me onto my back. His spit-moistened fingers poked at my sore and irritated entrance. Soon, he continued to penetrate me while pulling hard on my hair. I felt the first tear resulting from the pain involuntarily drip from my right eye. I never thought I would think this about Luck, but what I wanted most of all was for it to be over soon. - Ahh... girl, you are so hot... I'm gonna cum! He lets out a loud groan and finally pulls out of me. For a moment I feel stupid, dirty. But I can't wait to get away to my friends. I watch as he sits on the bed and removes the used condom. I get up with my dead body, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. -What do you think you're doing? - His voice is as hard as his body. - I'm not finished with you. Then I laugh a bitter little noise that doesn't belong to me. It's ridiculous. I'm smart, rich, well-educated. I can leave this room whenever I want. He leans into my space, so close that I can smell the spicy notes of his cologne, and with muscles trembling, I brace myself for the onslaught of insults and anger I see in his eyes. But he only repeats - I'm not fucking done yet. - Then he kisses me on the lips. I realized that Luck was an insatiable guy, since that night we fucked twice more before falling asleep.

Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...

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