"It's all yours for the night to do as you please." With that, he released his grip from his cock which slapped her face, and she held it firm in his hand, marveling at its largeness, which her hand couldn't wrap completely. His skin was hot, as she worked her hand up and down his length, maintaining eye contact with him. Matilda spat on him, wetting his dick with her saliva, and she continued pumping him, concentrating on the gleaming crown. Her actions turned her on, and her nipples hardened in response. Leonard moaned in pleasure as she continued working her skillful hands up and down his length. "You have no idea how many times I've thought of this.""Countless number?""You bet," he said between ragged breaths. "Remember the time I snapped at you, one night when you came to tell me something about the deal?""My day off? The night you told me to fuck off?""Arggh. I didn't use those exact words, but yeah, that night." Leonard held his waist and shut his eyes in pleasure.
What?" "I said, shall we?" "Sure," he said with a smirk. All through the ride to the mall, Matilda fought the urge to steal a glance at Leonard , who occasionally looked at her. The ride was quiet, but for Leonard 's hums and randoms, which Matilda paid little attention to. The drive to the mall was about thirty minutes from the hotel, and all through the drive, Leonard thought about the blissful moment they shared last night. She turned what would have been a melancholic night for him into an orgasmic one. Before she called at his door, he'd spent the evening thinking about his past, drowning in sadness. He saw another side of her last night. When he turned their conversation around, he'd expected her to avoid it, but to his surprise, she'd partaken of it. She also took control of the entire process, and he just let her do her thing. He hadn't foreseen that she'd leave his room. When he woke up to an empty bed, his heart sank a little, and he'd been worried. He confirm
The moment I stepped out of the moving vehicle, into the huge building that laid before my very eyes, Matilda couldn't help but take in everything before my very sight.Standing right before me was years of hardwork, coming off that horrific relationship with Jaxon.A lot of people would have gone into the state of depression, after everything Jaxon did, but I was never the type to back down. While strolling through the hallway, deep in contemplation, I was greeted by a familiar voice saying my name. "Ayla!" he called out. "It's been a while since we last saw each other!"I looked over and saw Bruce, a friend and marketing analyst, walking towards me with a friendly grin. "Great to see you again Bruce! How are you?" I asked extending my arm for a friendly hug.Bruce has been one of the main men to push me to the limit with the business and I always found a way to show him gratitude for that."How is Finn and Feris doing? I bet they are really big now " he said with a smile on his
Evening had come quicker than I had expected and I was grossly frustrated by the amount of calls Jolie has been making. Never had I seen a woman so triggered by the little things. Her anger were justifiable, for even I couldn't understand how a marriage without a child would work. The doctor claiming I was impotent was the icing on the cake.I had just met with certain investors, who had informed me of an important guest in my hotel and I was glad to know that it was going to fooster our business further.Upon stepping out of the hotel and headed for my black mustang, I noticed two kids circling round my car. For a moment I wanted to yell at them to get away, but I noticed something peculiar about these They had a look of curiosity and excitement as they walked round the car, almost like they dreamt of getting one like it."Hey Kids." I called out and they were startled for a moment.When they looked at my direction, I was taken back by the striking similarity they shared with m
When your wife died, sadness and despair were the expected emotions, but I felt only anger and resentment as I watched the coffin being lowered into her grave.Nine and I had been married for eight years. On the day of our anniversary, death ended our marriage. A fitting end to a bond that had been doomed from the very start. Maybe it was fate that today was the hottest day of the summer. Sweat trickled down my forehead and temple, but the tears wouldn’t join in.Father tightened his grip on my shoulder. Was it to steady himself or me? His skin had been pale since his third heart attack, and Nine ’s death didn’t help matters. He met my gaze, worried. Cataracts clouded his eyes. Each day that passed had him fading away even more. The weaker he got, the stronger I needed to be. If you appeared vulnerable, the mafia would eat you whole.I gave him a small nod then turned back to the grave, my expression steel.Every Underboss of the Famiglia was in attendance. Even Luca Vitiello, our Ca
After yet another night full of screaming, I called Felix in the morning. “Hello, Felix. It’s Leonard .”“Leonard , what a pleasure. I assume you’ve come to a decision regarding a bond with my daughter?”“I’d like to marry her.” That wasn’t exactly the truth. She was the only option to save my sanity. “I can’t wait long. You know I have two small children who need a mother.”“Of course. Matilda is very caring. We could set up the wedding for early November, a day after Matilda ’s eighteenth birthday?”I gritted my teeth. “All right. That’s reasonable.”“I’d like you to meet her before so we can discuss the details for the feast. It’ll be a lot of work to set up a grand wedding on such short notice.”“You insist on a big celebration?”“Yes. Matilda is our only daughter, and my wife wants to organize something special for her. With our son, she couldn’t really plan as much asshe wanted. Not to mention considering our status, it’ll be an important social gathering, Leonard .”“I
Mom had been very clear that I wouldn’t meet Leonard until our official introduction during dinner. I was supposed to stay in my room all afternoon while my parents and my future husband discussed my future as if I was a two-year-old without an opinion.Dressed in my favorite denim overall dress, and beneath it a white tank top with sunflowers, I crept out of my room when I heard the bell. Barefoot, I made no noise as I tiptoed toward the upper landing, avoiding every creaking board.I knelt down to make myself smaller and peered through the banister. From the sound of the voices, my parents were exchanging pleasantries with two men. Dad came into view, smiling his official smile, followed by Mother who radiated delight. Then two men came into my field of vision.It wasn’t difficult to guess which one was Leonard . He towered over Dad and the second man. Now I got why they compared him to Luca. He was broad and tall, and the dark-blue three-piece suit made him appear even more impo
“I’m sorry, sir.”I looked down at the girl before me. She watched me with huge blue eyes and parted lips. Then I realized who the girl was. Matilda Rizzo, my future wife.I stared. Beside me, Faro was holding back laughter, but I wasn’t close to fucking amusement. The woman—the girl—who would become my wife in less than three months had just called me “sir.”My eyes raked over her body, taking in her bare feet, slender legs, ugly denim dress, and the flowery atrocity she wore as a top. Finally, my eyes settled on her face. She still had bangs, but the rest of her hair was long and wavy, trailing down her bare shoulders.She raised her eyes when I didn’t make a move to let her past and stiffened, obviously surprised by my unwavering attention.I had to admit that the bangs didn’t look half bad. She was very pretty. A lovely girl. That was the problem. Dressed as she was, she looked like a teenage girl, not a woman—definitely not a wife and mother.She touched her bangs with shaking