The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize

96 – My Big Mouth, Part I

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Aurora POV

Ever since I came home from the Marco compound fiasco, all the guys have been a little more on edge. At first, I thought they were being extra cautious since the events were still fresh. It’s been nearly 6 months and I can sense there is something they are not wanting to talk about. I can only presume it has to do with the Mafia world. If they are talking and I come in the room, they immediately switch the topic or stop talking altogether. I asked them to keep me at arms–length with the mafia stuff for a while and I thought they were just keeping their promise, but something is just not adding up.

It had been about three weeks since we had dinner with the Tsolomytis clan. I spent my days in the library, finding solace in fantasy and romance books. Kai and Jason were spending a lot of time in the warehouse, always training, or testing out new products. They only came back when I was already in bed and usually left right after breakfast. Ben was usually sitting with me. I had started my self–defense training again and when I wasn’t with the guys in the various gyms, I would either be here at home in the library or Ben let me hang out with his nerd herd.

Charlie, however, was practically non–existent the last few weeks. He had been more reserved the last few months too I noticed, not participating and more watching. Even when I tried to be a brat, he wouldn’t be nearly as harsh as used to be. He was distant and I wasn’t sure what was going on. I honestly was missing him.

It was another typical Friday afternoon and raining heavily outside, the contrast of the amber lighting in the library heavily illuminating the dark furnishings against the grey–black sky outside the floor–to–ceiling windows. Ben was tapping away on his computer and I was just staring outside watching the trees getting pelted with water. I had spent the morning at the warehouse with Kai and his omega team, my muscles were still sore from eating the mat for hours.

I was feeling overwhelmed and I guess the storm was putting me on edge until I finally blurted out to Ben “Did I do something wrong?”

He looked up at me and raised his eyebrows. “Why are you all keeping me at arm’s length lately? Do you not want me anymore? Am I that bad in bed? Do you not like my company?” I went on and on and ended up breaking down saying I missed everyone and I felt like I wasn’t good enough. Ben let me have my meltdown and tried to reassure me that nothing was wrong but I ignored him and pushed him away.

I was mad and still upset. I didn’t notice him step outside with his phone in his hand.

Maybe an hour or so later, the double doors burst open and in walks Charlie with a purpose, like he was on a mission, his face stern and emotionless. And he was heading straight towards me. Without so much as a word, he comes to me and I see a fire in his eyes: mischief. All of a sudden I am thrown over his broad–suited shoulder and we turn around to exit the library.

“Charlie! Put. Me. Down!” I screech out, I start banging on his back and swinging my legs, trying to inflict some sort of pain or just a reaction, but all I got was a very hard SMACK on my ass.

the hall and saw Ben following behind with a smirk on his face

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Big Mouth, Part I

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we continue to walk through the space. Suddenly I am airborne and find myself tossed on top of a cloud. But not a cloud, nope the very familiar black satin

submit he commands while pointing to the marked spot on the floor in the middle of the room; a spot I have become very familiar with. I lick my

quickly follow his command getting off the bed and going to the center. Before I lift my sweatshirt over my head I hear Ben say “Slowly mio Angelo.” I mutter a quick “Yes sir!” And proceed to strip my sweatshirt off slowly over my head. I wasn’t wearing a bra so my ladies giggled freely, my nipples

Charlie in the shadows rubbing his hardened dick over his pants. I have to admit, it feels good to know I can

down my legs and step out of them, giving Ben an extra view of my bruised ass. I was wearing a purple thong that Jason insisted I wear this morning. Just yesterday

look at him. He commands silently with his fingers for me to tum around and I

entire princess area was on full display for one of the most famous, richest scariest men in the world, in a literal spotlight too. I felt my insides clench and wetness pool down in my core. The humiliation of

sweetheart? Charlie teases. His familiar

response. Words love,”

my head is rushing, making my senses

moment to settle myself, the blood draining from my head

close my eyes, kneel in the submissive pose, and wait. I hear both men rise from their seats and shuffle around the

so close to touching

on my head casts a deep shadow on their

over me,

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Big Mouth,