My Desire for the Mafia King

"Fuck. You."

I watched as his brown eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes. Before I knew it, he had me pressed against the wall. One hand was above me and the other gripped my jaw, sending shivers through my body, but in an addictive way.

"Talk to me like that again, Anabelle, and I'll make you scream it," he whispered angrily. His words made my heart race and I felt a rush of arousal. I tried to push his hand away, even though I knew I couldn't. When I didn't respond, he let go and stepped back.

"Get ready, Anabelle, and if you're not ready by eight, I'll come do it myself," he threatened, walking away.

I would love to see him try.

Fuck him, fuck him, and fuck him.

Total Warning: abuse, intense sexual assault, violence, CNC, sexual content WITH consent.