The Mafia And His Angel: Part 1 (Tainted Hearts 1)

“This does not make me feel any better,” I said, closing my eyes and rubbing my forehead in slight agitation. This man would drive me crazy.

“Sorry, babe. It’s the truth. He is interested in you and he isn’t giving up. When he wants something, he takes it. Doesn’t matter how hard it is to get or if something is in his way. In his book, nothing is impossible.”

At her words, my heart stumbled and I felt panic coursing through my body. “So, you are saying he isn’t giving up?”

“Nope.”

“Maddie, I don’t want him. Why can’t he understand that? I hate it.” I felt tears at the backs of my eyes and my nose started to tingle. Why was I crying?

“Ayla, sorry for making it worse.”

“No. I would rather hear the truth. But I just don’t know.” Swiping my tears away, I closed my eyes tightly. Taking a deep breath, I counted to ten before opening my eyes again. “Sorry. I have been getting emotional on you a lot.”

“It’s okay. I got this, babe.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Okay. Get your ass up. We got some cleaning to do before dinner.”

Chapter 21

Night had fallen and almost everyone had gone to bed. The house was silent and peaceful.

I lazily climbed on the bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, my eyes closed and I was already half asleep.

Burrowing deeper under my cover, I sighed in contentment as my muscles started relax and sleep took over my body and mind.

I was bent over his desk, my dress pulled up to my hips so that my ass was completely bare to him. I was never allowed to wear panties. He said it was for easy access.

He said he wanted to be able to take me whenever or wherever he wanted. And if I disobeyed, I would be severely punished. I had learned in the most painful way that I shouldn’t go against him.

I felt his rough, cold hand running over my bare cheeks. And then a hard slap fell on one side, so hard that I flinched and tears quickly built up in my eyes.

A second slap fell on the other side. Just as hard.

“I love your ass like this. All red from my palm. So beautiful,” he murmured huskily in my ears.

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t move. I wasn’t allowed to do either.

I heard him unzipping his slacks from behind me. I sucked in a deep breath as fear coursed through my body. I knew what was coming next.

He nestled himself between my thighs and when I felt his tip at my entrance, I shuddered in disgust. In panic. Pain. In absolute crippling fear.

I closed my eyes, my tears silently flowing down my cheeks. I bit down on the inside of my cheek to keep myself from crying out in pain when he slammed into me, burying himself to the hilt.

My inside was burning. It felt like I was being cut open from the inside.

His groans of pleasure filled my ears as I was stripped of my purity and dignity. Over and over again. Every single day.

He fucked me. Mercilessly. Painfully. Ruthlessly.

And all the while, two of his men were watching.

I heard their groans of pleasure too. Opening my eyes, I saw that they were rubbing themselves, their eyes filled with lust as they stared at me.

I couldn’t take it anymore. Humiliated in the worst way possible, I closed my eyes again and sank deeper into the darkness.

Alberto came with a groan and he slipped out of my body. I felt his come run down my thighs but stayed still as I waited for his next order.

“My fiancée is so beautiful, isn’t she?” Alberto said.

“Fuck yeah, boss. Sexiest woman I have ever seen,” one of the men replied.

“Yeah, boss. I gotta agree. You got yourself one pretty lady,” the other man added.

“Hmm.” Alberto hummed while running his palm over my ass. His fingers dug into my skin and I winced. “I share, you know,” he said.

My eyes snapped open and my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach.

No. No. Please God. No.

“Do you want to fuck her?” he asked, his voice cold as always.

No. No. Please. Say no. Please.

“Yeah, but only if you allow us,” one of the men said.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Come here, then.” I felt Alberto move away and I saw the two men standing up, walking toward me, their eyes filled with lust and hunger.

They walked around the table and out of my vision. I felt them standing behind me and Alberto came to stand in front of me. He grabbed my chin and pulled my head upward so that I was looking into his eyes.

“You will keep your eyes on me as they fuck you. And you will take it like a good girl,” he hissed in my face. His nails bit into my chin and I winced.