Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia

Lucretia woke up with a beautiful smile on her face and proceeded to take a shower. That was one of the few mornings she woke up feeling extremely happy and relaxed. The last time she felt this way was on her graduation morning, five years ago when she received her admission letter into college.

Sadly, the happiness was short-lived because that was the same day she was taken by Grasso’s men. That was the same day she was turned into a s*x slave. She erased the sad thoughts from her mind and started taking her bath.

It was a surprise she could still walk properly after the ordeal Enzo had put her through the previous night. After they left the clubhouse, he had taken her to one of the famous Italian Cuisines where they had lunch together and later drove around town. They got back home in the evening but Enzo had to leave for an important meeting.

When he returned at midnight, he took a cool shower and joined her on the bed, filling her up with his c? ck from behind. He was slow and gentle at first so as not to wake her up but the moment a moan slipped from her throat and he realized she was awake, all hell broke loose.

“Beautiful morning, Cari? o” Enzo greeted her once she walked into the room, his eyes traveling down to the short towel wrapped around her.

“I need clothes” She replied grumpily and walked further into the room.

“Then let’s go shopping”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“I do not have the money. I have been saving up for something better” She replied and folded her arms beneath her bre@sts.

“Like what?” Enzo asked and moved away from the window. He was shirtless, his beautiful tattooed body on full display.

“It is none of your business”

“Just so you know, everything you f*cking do is my business. So you better start talking before I force it out of you”

She chuckled and fought hard to keep her eyes on his face, instead of looking down at his body. “You mean by f*cking my brains out?”

“You know you love it when I do that”

“You wish!” She replied and walked over to the wardrobe. “My fingers do a better job”

“That is not what you f*cking said when you were scratching my back and coming all over my d*ck.”

She halted at once as her steady legs began to tremble. A flush covered her skin from her cheeks all the way down her chest underneath the towel. When Enzo saw her reaction, he smirked and went to stand behind her.

“Now, I will give you five seconds to tell me what you have been up to. Once the time is up, do not blame me for what will happen afterward.” He paused and trailed his fingers to the tip of her towel. Yanking it away from her body, he counted. “Five…”

He moved his hand to her lower region and she shivered. “Four…”

“Three…” She added and rolled her eyes when he circled her cl? t with his thumb. His next action had her screaming excruciatingly and panting heavily as he pinched her hard on both her n? pple and cl? t. It felt like he wanted to cut them off. Completely.

“Two…”

“Okay… Okay, I will tell you. Just… Stop”

Enzo smirked and moved away from her. “As you wish, Cari? o”

“I… I have been saving so I can leave this place and start a new life elsewhere. This place holds a lot of bad memories and I can never find real happiness here.” She paused and turned to look at him with tears in her eyes. “My life has been ruined already. There is nothing I or anyone can do to fix it”

“I would have graduated from college, just like my best friend and everyone else that graduated from high school. I would have had a better job, instead of dancing at the club. I would have had a place to call home, and a dog” She wiped her tears and chuckled dryly “I love dogs. I had one named Mylo”

“Maybe I would have found my Mr. Right…” She shrugged and continued. “Had a ring on my finger and had babies. But… Just look at me. A stupid b*tch with no class and nothing. I am nothing. The only thing I have to offer is my p*ssy”

Enzo watched as tears fell freely from her eyes. He let her have her moment before he pulled her into his strong arms. She fought him but he didn’t give up. He held her tight until she succumbed and gave in to him completely. No words could explain how she felt at the moment.

“You are not nothing, Lucretia. You mean something to me!” That was the second time he was calling her by her name but this time, it sounded different. It held a little bit of emotion. He was about to say more when her tummy growled. “Time to eat, I made breakfast”

Did he just say he made breakfast?

After dressing up in his sweatpants and oversized t-shirt, she followed him to the dining room. She couldn’t stop admiring the whole house even though she had spent the previous evening going round and round until she got tired and retired to the bedroom.

His house was beautiful but she wasn’t going to say that out. She preferred keeping it all to herself and not getting too comfortable. Maybe one day he’d wake up and discard her as he did to the other women before her.

“What are you thinking about, hmm?” Enzo asked, jerking her out of her thoughts.

“Nothing”

“Then get your a*s over here and start eating”

Without another word, she walked over and sat down. She was hungry and the food looked delicious. Did he prepare it himself or did he have a chef? She wondered and started eating. Surprisingly, it was more delicious than she ever thought.

“I bet you like it”

“Your chef is good,” She replied and continued eating. When he didn’t respond, she looked up and found him smiling at her. “Why are you smiling? Because I said your chef is good?”

“Because I am the chef” He replied and smirked mischievously “And you just said I am f*cking good. Do you wish to know other things I am good at?”

“No. I would probably get bored and stab my throat with the fork”

“The fork would be too good for you, Cari? o, how about my c? ck?” Lucretia choked on her meal and started coughing. He laughed and poured her a glass of water which she took without hesitating. “Easy there, Cari? o. I do not like the idea of anything else choking you other than my c0ck”

After eating quietly for some time, she looked up and asked. “How did you learn how to cook?”

“Carmencita taught me” He replied and sipped his wine. “I loved how she was always smiling while cooking. And instead of sitting around and waiting to be called into the underground, I asked her to teach me”

“What was it? The underground?”

“A place where people were trained to fight, kill, and torture others. Anytime I was forced to watch, I ended up having sleepless nights.” He paused and looked into space. “One time I was whipped because I ended up puking when a man’s intestines were cut out and fed to another. My brother begged on my behalf but they would not listen. Besides, he was just a ten-year boy who was nothing compared to his father, the Don”

“He fought hard and tried to make them stop but they would not. Instead, they reported to the Don who ordered his men to whip him until his skin peeled off. I can still remember him smiling and assuring me that everything would be okay before they dragged him away”

Why would their father do that to them? Lucretia wondered. They were just kids who knew nothing about the evil world they were born into.

“I was set free while my brother was held captive and starved for days. The only thing I could make were pancakes which I gave to him whenever I managed to sneak into the underground cell” He took a deep breath and smiled. “Let me not bore you with my sad stories. Eat”

“You went through a lot”

Enzo looked at her and paused for some time. “Not me. He did”

*****

??? Four Days Later???

“Vicenta, what are you doing?” Munika called out and followed her out of the room. “Get back here”

“I am tired of following your orders. Now, I will do as I please” She replied and stalked off before Munika could utter another word.

Once she got into the dining room, she paused at the door and watched Rosana with all amount of enmity. That w*tch. She had succeeded in snatching Sergio away from her and now, she was at peace.

Angrily, she stomped over to where Rosana sat, eating her fruits, and snatched the bowl away. “You unbelievable b*tch”

Rosana sighed and leaned back in her seat. She was angry that Vicenta took away her fruits but refused to show it. The last thing she wanted to do was dance along to her tunes.

“You are not going to say anything, are you?” Vicenta asked, curling her hands into a fist.

“Nope!” Rosana replied popping the P. “You can enjoy the fruits, I am leaving”

“Don’t you dare”

Taking a deep breath, Rosana closed her eyes and asked. “What the f*ck is your problem?”

“You”

“Me?” Rosana asked and laughed. “Unf*ckingbeliavable”

“Yes, you” She gritted out. “You are in my f*cking space. You are trying to steal what is mine. I should be the one all over him. He should be with him because I am carrying his child”

Before Rosana could process what she had just said, she opened up her robe, exposing her baby bump. “I am carrying his heir!”