MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 30: Yes, I Will Be Your Submissive Chapter 30: Yes, I Will Be Your Submissive

Angelia

They all listened while I talked about my hobbies which included reading, I was bored. What could I say? I told them about Andy, basically my only friends outside of school and how I had always wanted a dog. I told them pretty much my entire life story and only realized how long I had spoken until I finally stopped.. "Sorry, I really didn't mean to talk so much, what about you guys?"

They hadn't said a word since I started talking and the truth was, they didn't need to ask anything to keep me going, I babbled when I was nervous.

"I didn't mind." Marshall smiled and bumped me on my shoulder with his.

"I am a professor, something my father hates. He is a successful business man and wanted me to follow in his footsteps but f***k that. I always wanted to teach, so that is what I chose to do. I have a younger sister and I would do anything for her." I smiled at that, I had always wished I had that kind of bond with someone but my mother couldn't conceive any more children. I was their miracle baby, at least that was why they had called me. Marshall told me some of his childhood, about all the nannies growing up and the woman parading from his father's bedroom. It sounded like a sad childhood but I was happy he had his sister at the very least. He didn't turn out bad which was kind of surprising, considering his father sounded like a d***k.

"Kingston own a nightclub and he hates to talk." Marshall said about his friend, earning a scowl from Kingston but he didn't say anything more about him.

"What about you?" I asked Riccardo.

"Not much to say." I me****lly rolled my eyes are that, I was sure there was much to say.

"I like vintage cars..."

"Like?" Marshall laughed.

"Dude has like twenty vintage cars and he doesn't use any of them. They just sit in his garage collecting dust."

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"Shut up, man. They are for appreciation, not for driving." Riccardo defended himself.

"Anyways, most of my life is at the Pleasure Palace. That is mostly where I am from the moment I wake up to when I go to sleep."

to do that anymore. We talked for what seemed like hours, trying to get to know each other in record time. It

my own social

As we spoke,

mature and experienced

between us, something

talked about my age or

older than I actually was. How awkward would that be if I admitted to my age

was met with

even made it

that a problem for you Now, when

befor

them as my dominants. They seemed like the perfect practice, they had to be trustworthy given Riccardo owned the d***n club. I had also seen how people respected them at the club, the way people couldn't help but look at them with admiration. They could teach me how to be the perfect submissive before I found my Dom but

think me and Riccardo being thirty-eight and Kingston being thirty-nine is too old for you. For us, it doesn't

given their owned businesses. Not to mention, they looked nothing like the guys I went to school with, those were boys and they were men. I shook my head. "I

age difference, isn't that right,

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f****k me, he

attractive than boys my age. There was this kind of power they held, the authority, the boys lacked it. Not to mention what they might have learned in bed, they had already proven they knew more than any man I had ever slept

happened whenever

"Say it," Riccardo demanded.

Sir.

I hesitated.

!

the word as if he knew I had made my decision ready even if had said it outloud at venit as admited to myself, the tensionin the room went up notch, turing the asy atmosphere into something more. Marshallpur his hand on my thigh and squeezed it slightly. The

as if they were holding their breath, waiting for me to either say yes or no. The day I stepped foot in Pleasure Palace, I made a choice to go after what I wanted no matter how scary it might be. I didn't want a boring life, I didn't want to be boring. I wanted excitement and change and the thrill of waking up each morning to something