Bred by the Mafia Monster (Breeding Season Book 7) by Sam Crescent (best management books of all time .txt) 📕

Lifting up her negligee, he exposed her nice round ass. The panties were easy to tear off her body, and he spread the cheeks of her ass wide. Staring down at her pussy and her anus, he wanted to be in both places, but tonight, he had to come deep inside her cunt. To have her swimming with his cum.

He placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and slowly began to fill her. Taking his time, relishing every single inch as she took him.

Her pussy was so tight. It was like she was swallowing him whole.

Klaus reached between them and stroked her clit. His name spilled from her lips as he brought her close to orgasm. Each touch had her tensing, thrusting back against him.

He wanted her to come first before he had his fun. She begged to come and he gave it to her. Not prolonging her arousal, allowing her to explode.

Klaus had no choice but to close his eyes and grit his teeth in an attempt to gain control. He was so close to blowing in her pussy.

Returning his grip to her hips, he began to pound inside her even before she’d finished coming down from her orgasm. He couldn’t get enough of her. The sounds she made. Licking his fingers, he pressed against the puckered hole of her anus.

She tensed up but didn’t stop pressing back against him.

He released a growl as he pushed his finger into her ass and took her pussy at the same time.

When she was pregnant, he’d enjoy her ass more.

He was so close.

Klaus wanted this to last, but he couldn’t contain himself.

Slamming balls deep inside her, he filled her up with wave upon wave of his cum. There was no way she wasn’t going to be pregnant after he’d finished with her.

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Isabella sat in the back of the car and stared up at the large house where the final meeting would take place. The outfit was gathered. For two short days, she could imagine life was normal with Klaus.

Her brother was hidden in the basement, and even though she couldn’t hear his earlier screams, he was there.

“You okay?” Renzo asked.

She jerked her head up to look at her brother-in-law. She nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“I can’t imagine what you’re going through. Either way, your father is going to die tonight. You do understand that, right?”

She looked out the window. “And if that doesn’t happen?”

“Your father has spread some pretty shitty rumors. To him, you’re dead, and now he believes his son is dead. Tonight, the truth comes out. Klaus and my father have everything that’s needed. If Lastra survives tonight, then the entire outfit will fall. There will be bloodshed. There’s no other way. The Boss will be there tonight.”

The Boss, Aldo Vitcorio. She’d never met him, and the truth was, she never wanted to meet him. He was considered to be one of the worst men alive. He controlled all elements of the outfit, every capo and soldier. His word was law. The rumors about him were rife.

Fear ran up her spine.

“Do you think this is really necessary?” she asked. The last thing she wanted was for anything to happen to Klaus. Her father had never been close to the Boss, but she didn’t know all the inner workings of the life she’d been born into.

“You’re afraid.”

“Aren’t you?”

Renzo shook his head. “Tonight, we deal in justice.” The sound of a car pulling in close filled the air. Rather than arrive together, Klaus had arranged for her to come before him, sitting in a blacked-out car.

Klaus climbed out of the car and looked every part the capo he’d become. The leader. From the passenger side, his father exited, as did his other brother, Carlo.

He came toward the car and she waited as he opened the door and held out his hand for her to take.

She shook a little as she stepped out. Klaus pressed her against the car after he closed the door.

“Don’t be afraid.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s not possible. Once this is all over, I’m taking you away from the city. We’re going wherever you want to go.”

At that moment, she wanted to run far away and force Klaus to follow her. He took her hand, and still, she was scared. Not for herself, but for her husband.

“Are you ready for this?”

“No,” she said.

Renzo chuckled. “Your wife thinks this will be a lot easier if we just carry on living with the threat of retaliation and death.”

She frowned. “Not like that. It’s worse when you say it like that.”

He held his hands up. She turned back to Klaus. “I don’t want anything bad to happen to you or your family because of me.”

Klaus cupped her face, tilting her head back so he was the only person she saw. “You’re worth everything to me. Your father needs to be punished. I will always protect you. You have to know that.”

“I do.” She covered his hands with hers. “I’m scared.”

“Don’t be.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

Klaus looked to Renzo holding up his cell phone. “You know the drill. Text me and I’ll bring in a very alive Mario.”

“My brother is here?” she asked. She hadn’t seen or heard of him in the past two days. She believed Klaus had secretly killed him.

She looked from Renzo to Klaus.

“He’s been traveling with you. We gave him a sedative to help keep him quiet. I didn’t want you upset during the car ride, but you shared the car.” Renzo winked at her.

“This is not ever going to feel normal.” She felt sick, and Klaus’s hold tightened on her.

“Let’s go,” he said.

With his father taking the lead, she and Klaus followed, and his younger brother stayed behind them.

Staring up at the large, imposing house, knowing Aldo Vitcorio was there, scared the crap out of her. None of this was good. They were going in with accusations hanging over