The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

61 – The Masked Ball- Part 2

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I ignored her and tried to leave the room only for her step in front of me and her possie stepped on either side of Bon

blocking my one and only exit.

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“Please let me pass.” I asked politely. I just wanted to go home.

“You are the one with OUR men.” She made sure to emphasize ‘our‘. Her nasal voice was like acid in my wanted to hurl.

throat. I

“Look, I don’t want any trouble. I just want to leave.” I tried to sidestep them only for the leader of the group, Jason’s supposed fiancé, pushed me back hard. I stumbled backwards a few steps and she started to creep towards me like she was a huntress out for her nightly snack.

bitch. Jason O’Donnell is mine. He belongs to me. I will not let some slut near him.” She was in my face. Her

them and almost got to the door when I felt a sharp pain hit the side of my head and I fell on the floor with a sharp thud, the other side of my head hitting the marble floor. My vision was very blurry. I felt

my eyes and

I tried to lift my head only to

to survive overpowered every other feeling. I started flailing my arms and tried

down only to be

my head was pulled out of the water and a piercing pain shattered within me as oxygen tried to fill my

were strong and warm. I looked over and saw Jason, Charlie, Ben, and few others standing around, looking murderous. I could make out a silver gun dangling in Jason’s hand. Darkness once again filled my vision as I felt exhausted. I welcomed the darkness knowing I was safe

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her so upset over those sluts sitting with Jason and Charlie. Delilah McCallister has her claws in Jason’s shirt and no doubt trying to seduce him. She’s a decent fuck, but she sleeps with anyone who is willing

Charlie throw those hussies off of them and continue

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Masked Ball Part 2

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our staff whores on his lap. She was kissing his neck and he was ening called a waiter over and ordered refills for everyone. My guys bank a moment to ask me about the

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before. What company are you with? He reaches out to shake my hand. I just stare at him and ignore his last question. “I don’t like guing nut much.” I reply and take another sip of