MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 5: Who Is She? Chapter 5: Who Is She? Riccardo

For years now, we have been trying to find the perfect slave for us, I was tired and bored with all the searching. You would think owning a dungeon would help the cause but no one caught our attention at least, not all of ours. It happened that either Marshall or I found one we wanted to give a try but that person rarely held our interest for more than couple of fuck.

I rubbed my neck in frustration, looking down at the sea of people and not really registering anything or anyone.

"Are you coming to the wedding this weekend?" Marshall asked, dragging me out of my thoughts. "What?" I turned towards him, disregarding the people downstairs.

I should probably go down there and make sure the open house went smoothly but that is why I had people working for me, so I didn't need to. Marshall was the most charming man out of the three of us, with his dirty brown hair, warm hazel eyes and easy smile, he was a hit with women. People always gravitated towards him, they couldn't help themselves. He had a charming presence and he always looked relaxed but I knew it was only a facade. Sure, he was more carefree than Kingston and me but he could shift his demeanor by the snap of a finger. Not many saw that side

of him.

"My father's wedding, are you coming? Please don't leave me to suffer alone, Adanna will be there." He shuddered at the mention of Adanna. He tried his best to avoid her but it wasn't so easy when she worked at the club and was his sister's best friend. "What is it, his fifth wedding?" Kingston's gruff voice was low, I could almost not hear him.

Kingston doesn't like to talk but when he does, it is always a whisper. Being a mountain of a man, with tattoos on almost every surface of his skin except his face, his voice constantly came as a surprise to the people lucky enough to hear him speak. His voice didn't match his appearance, his calm was like that of the calm before the storm, you could just sense there was something violent.

underneath.

"Sixth wedding. Marshall corrected.

"And he is marrying a twenty year old girl this time." He added, looking disgust like the thought repulsed him. His father is sixty-five years old.

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it, that pig gets around. It pays to have money." 1

close to was his sister and none of his family members knew about his devious sexual side

below and

gaze, landing on a woman I

lot. The woman raised slowly from her chair at the bar, revealing a deliciously sinful body, an hourglass figure meant to tease every man crossing her path and leaving them panting as she passed. She hid nothing with a tight corset and damn, she even wore a garter belt, making me want to see what it looked like on her naked with nothing but that belt

definitely stay on too.

Looking

have absolutely no idea, maybe someone is looking to join?" I guessed, hoped that was

my friends could say anything! else, I was on the move, walking purposefully down the stairs and towards the bar. I didn't need to turn around to know both of

but not our type and I could see the appeal. Her markup was flawless, hiding her

of age.

to?" I went straight to the point, I didn't like to beat around the bush, it took too much time. Her brows shot up, surprise written on her

one who rushed out here so fast you would think she saw the devil. My voice was

was Angelia." She

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