Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (funny books to read .txt) 📗

“Lana, come here..” A sound again echoed and this time I recognized its owner; the thug Armando. “Or should I come..” Again but this time, a warning,

Before he again decides to do something torturous to me; I followed the way where his voice came. It was so hard to walk straight in the pitch black without bumping into things, I finally reached to the corner of the bed,

I was carefully trying not to hurt myself then a sudden force pulled me towards it and I landed in someone’s hands,

He was all wasted and sitting on the floor with the bed’s support,

I struggled hard to get away but those pressed arms were tight enough to keep me in an immobile position,

When my nostrils captured the familiar manly cologne; my mind again ticked the mark that I’m once again in the hands of danger, I was sitting on his thigh. My sobs start taking over my senses,

“Please.. Leave. Me,” he wrapped his arms around my waist and I felt his head taking rest on my back, I tried to free myself from him but he pushed me more into his chest with a more tight grip

“What *sob* do you want *sob*” I lifelessly threw my head down in the air and continued sobbing, “Let me go, pl-ease,” I muffled those words, due to my sobs, my body was reverberating.

His head left my back. His hand from behind came and held my neck gently, he pulled me back to the extent where his lips touched my earlobe, “Please, stay with me,” he whispered his heat in me; fanning his hot breath on my skin, a shot of goosebumps traveled in all over my body,

I tilted my head where my nose touched his jaw and inhaled his intoxicating cologne,

There I was again signing myself to him, I was losing my mind with him.

“Oh kitten,” he muttered and caressed my cheek with his rough thumb. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touch;

My hatred for him was fighting with what I’m experiencing. It was asking me to call it all a trap but how can I call his touch a trap when the peace in his arms is my home. Eventually, pleasure won the game and I was left as his.

“I’m sorry baby,” his voice held shakiness like he will cry anytime now. I turned around and completely faced him, His fingers were caressing and playing with my hair, he pulled my head near to his face and placed a kiss on my chin,

“I’m so sorry, my kitten”

he again placed another kiss on my cheek,

“I was angry,”

a kiss on my upper lip,

“I thought you left me,”

on my nose,

“tell me, you won’t leave me,”

a final long kiss on my forehead,

“Tell me, baby, that you forgive me” 

The sense of protection was a new add-on in my feelings; the man who holds a whole empire of criminals is begging me to forgive him, Somewhere inside me wanted to forgive him but a question raised its brows at me; did he?

he didn’t spare me a single minute to catch my mind

A war within me was chanting opposite of what he wants me to say to him, 

I brushed my thumb on his warm lips, my skin registered his uneven hot breaths, a current of sudden love rushed down to my spine

These lips bruised my body, 

I removed his hand from my head and held in my hands, 

This hand was wrapped around me when he thrust inside me and I shouted sorries, 

A tear left my eye and dropped on his hand, I sensed distress in him, He tried to get his other hand on my face but I stopped it,

I left his hands and routed mine to his muscular chest, he let me touch his body without saying a word, his breaths were getting heavier,

This was pressed to my skin when I was breathless,

My heart was asking me to trust him and give him a chance 

but

Mind suggested I run away from this piece of disgust, what he said can’t justify my pain. I again struggled to get out of his hold but he abruptly pushed me more in him,

My hands repelled his force and pushed his chest but no result occurred; I lost the battle because he was stronger than my mini-strength.

“Baby.. Don’t do this. I’m really sorry baby. Please... stay with me, don’t fight me,” he pleaded and due to darkness, I couldn’t see his face but his broken voice confirmed those tears on his face.

“You were a monster!” I snapped with a clenched jaw

“I won’t be next time”

“…”

“I don’t want to live like this anymore; I want a life with you, my kitten. I want you to correct me; to teach me how to be gentle with you... only for you” he said lowly with a perfect Spanish accent, he rubbed his nose with mine while furring his last words,

“…”

“Baby, I know you’re angry but I’m ready to do anything to pay for it,” his fingers traced my tears and wiped them.

“Will you?” my tone was daring

“Ye-ah” he muffled, it was almost out of my earshot

“Then forget me and let me go because I won’t live with a man who loves to end lives,” this time, it was my hatred speaking with him,

“Lana,” he voiced a warning but I refuse to catch,

“Let. Me. Go.” I tried to push his hands from me but they didn’t move from me

“Never!” he snapped me, “Don’t you even think about it!” he warned me again

“Wh-,” I was interrupted by a groan,

“Oh daddy!” an unknown seducing moan interrupted us

It was so dark to see around but a voice came from the bedside, 

“Wha-who is this?” I anxiously asked him,

He raised me up in his arms and got up from the floor, “Whoa-what?” I inquired,

He hoisted me on his shoulder and I resisted this act, I punched his back but he seemed like it didn’t bother him at all, he kept heading to somewhere while I threw my fit of tempers, he ignored it all.

“GO FUCK YOUR WHORES,”

“LET GO OF ME, YOU MANWHORE”

“WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? PUT ME DOWN!”