Page 46 of Mafia Boss

He grunted and stilled. When he pulled out, his thick cum leaked out of me. He caught some on his fingers and stuffed his fingers into my mouth, watching me suck them off willingly.

“All fucking mine, Marco. Nobody makes myprincipessafeel good, except me. Don’t overstep again, or it’s your life.”

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cristian

It was getting so fuckingdifficult to ignore Roxie. Ever since I’d tasted her, I had been craving her more than I should. I had waited so many years for her, had gone without her for so long, that I’d stupidly thought I could touch her and hold myself back.

“You understand me?” I asked Marco, stuffing my fingers deeper into Roxie’s mouth.

She sucked them so willingly that if I didn’t know better, I’d say she was submissive to my touch. But Roxie hated me for everything I was—she reminded me of that every time I saw her.

Marco looked between Roxie and me, then nodded. “Yes, boss.”

I waved a dismissive hand. “Go. I don’t want to see you.”

When he disappeared into the hallway, I looked back at Roxie. Eyes hazy with lust, Roxie continued to suck on my fingers and leaned back against the desk, chest rising and falling quickly.

“Cristian,” she murmured, eyes shutting softly. She grabbed for my suit jacket and pulled me toward her. “Cristian …”

I loved the sound of my name on her swollen purple lips.

“Yes,principessa?”

She reopened her eyes and relaxed underneath me. “Take me home.”

Roxie wanted me to take her home? Me? She had always angrily stomped out of my club and down the street as I watched from the windows. She never wanted me to bring her home, but I wasn’t going to make her ask me twice.

After re-buttoning my pants, I ordered the guard outside my door to start the car. It was a three-block walk back to the building, but I wasn’t taking any chances with Alessa being the crazy bitch she was. For all I knew, she was outside the door, waiting for Roxie to leave to kill her. I grabbed Roxie’s hand, and she surprisingly let me take it.

“Boss,” someone called as I stepped out of the office. “Boss, there’s something—”

“Have Marco take care of it,” I said, ignoring him and walking to the car through the back door. I opened the passenger door for Roxie, then slid into the driver’s seat. “Don’t bother me tonight. I’m busy.”

Roxiewantedme to do something for herfor once.I wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass me by. Maybe I was whipped. Maybe I just wanted her to love me as much as I’d loved her since we had just been children. Maybe I was stupid for it.

She glanced at me from the other side of the car as I drove her home, then looked away. “What happened between us means nothing to me,” she said. “I’m not going to be submissive to you, just like all your men are. You don’t and will never own me, Cristian.”

I clenched the steering wheel hard and pressed my lips together. “You’re a terrible liar.”

“I’m not lying,” she snapped, glaring at me as moonlight glimmered in her eyes.

I pulled into the garage and parked my car, looking over at her.

She flared her nostrils and crossed her arms. “It didn’t mean anything. I still hate you.”

“If you hated me, you wouldn’t have begged me to fuck you.”

Roxie exited the car and stormed to the elevators. She stood in the elevator and pressed her floor number. I followed behind her and pressed the top button. When the elevator reached her floor, she went to exit, but I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back in with me.

“You’re not staying there anymore.”

She struggled against me, fumbling to get out of the elevator, but the doors closed, and we continued up to the top floor.

She yanked herself out of my grip. “I’m not staying with you. I hate you.” Fire in her brown eyes, and an angry frown on her lips.

The doors opened, and I gripped her wrist and yanked her out of the elevator with me. “I don’t care what you think. You’re staying with me tonight, tomorrow, and all the nights after that. You’ll be inmybed, by my side, sleeping with me. No more getting yourself into trouble.”

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