
Between Us : Bound To The Hot Mafia Uncle
" let that wetness drip. I want to see what I do to you without even touching You "
He stared at her trembling fragile figure who stood naked in front of him with wetness dripping down her thighs making her cheeks burn in shame and embarrassment and he just sat there, staring at her.
" Please ...... daddy "
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He was my father's best friend and a very close family friend. I had been in love with him since I was fifteen. He was the man of my dreams but Also a man I could never have. A man who could make me feel tingles.
One night and It changed everything.
I was in bed, letting my hand satisfy the needs and desires of my dark fantasies when he had just walked in, catching me disheveled and messed up. That night he had helped me and that was the first time I had gotten off.
I thought it was a step closer to our relationship but He made it clear, he wanted to be a father figure to me. But his body opposed his words. I knew Luciano Morelli wanted me just as much as I did or maybe more.
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Chapter 3
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LUCIANO
The fuck did I just do.
I cursed at myself as I looked at the fragile figure passed out from exhaustion. Her dark brown naturally wavy long hairs sticking to her body like a piece of art.
Her chest heaved up and down and my eyes travelled from her neck to the perfect size of those mountains and the erect nipples wanting to be pinched so badly.
I clenched my fists as my eyes dropped to her waist and the curve of her hips making me want to take her right now but I had to control. She was my late best friend's daughter who was only nineteen and I was twice the age of hers.
I was her uncle.
Lastly, my eyes dropped to the mess she created in between her legs and I closed my eyes, gulping down the lump formed in my throat.
I was Lucian Morelli. A man who was aware of his needs and wants. Who knew when to control himself but at this moment, It was getting hard. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before feeling my cock twitching inside my pants.
I knew she was not in a good state of mind. It was her father's second death anniversary and I was aware she would not handle it well knowing how madly she loved and cared for her daughter.
She had run away from home and everyone was scared and worried sick. I was going crazy when I found out she was nowhere to be seen.
I fucking lost it.
She was my responsibility.
After her father, she was mine. Mine to protect and to take care of.
But seeing her in this state, My mind was going crazy. I recalled the expression she made while cumming. That was fucking sexy and such a turn on.
Her soft voice calling me daddy and begging me to help. It was all what a man would want to give his .
I know I should have stopped but its desires and seeing her ...... hot and desperate made me feel her too. She was so fucking tight and untouched.
" god Adeline "
I cursed under my breath before getting up from the bed and dialing a number in my phone. I rubbed my temple in frustration and waited for the person to pick it up.
" tell everyone, I found her "
I did not wait and hung up before putting the phone back into my pocket and looking at the bed. She was indeed a gorgeous girl. A simple lovely girl loved by everyone.
I let out a frustrated sigh and plopped my body on the couch. She was still on bed, naked, looking like a meal ready to be devoured by me.
For fucking sake, Luciano control.
My hand dropped to my pants. Unzipping them and pulling them down as my cock sprung out. My hand wrapped around my cock as I continued to pump it feeling an urgent need to cum, to release.
" she is so fucking beautiful "
The image of her trembling and shaking with just a finger was driving me wild. What would she do when she gets to take my cock in her ? The thought of begging me to fuck her over and over again was driving me mad.
I gritted my teeth as I bucked my hips, wanting to feel the friction. Wanting to feel her, so tight and so perfect.
" fuck- "
I cursed as I imagined her small mouth taking my cock just perfectly looking at me with the brightest glossy eyes.
" damnit- shit! "
I grunted feeling the pleasure building in and reaching to shoot out. My chest heaved as I cummed feeling my mind and body coming back to relaxation. I laid back on the couch looking up at the ceiling as the thoughts of what I just did, coming back to me.
I just touched myself thinking of my friend's daughter. No one has ever been able to make me this horny and make me touch myself and cum this fast.
I sat up and looked at her and sighed. How was I gonna cop up with this all now?
I was a powerful and respected man but no one has ever made me drop my pants so quickly and cum by not even touching me.
Fuck it all, she was all over my mind. She was all want I could think and she was all what I wanted to think of.
And I was losing control.
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THE NEXT DAY
ADELINE
" d-did it happen- "
I gasped and sat up looking at my naked body. I checked the time and it was 7 in the morning. A gasp escaped my lips as I felt a bit of soreness in between my legs.
" h-he couldn't be here- "
I quickly got up from the bed and looked around. The door was closed and nothing in the room referred to if he was here last night or not. I took a deep breath and a shaky sigh escaped my lips.
I was not dreaming.
He was here and I could still feel his hand on my pussy as it tingled. A sigh escaped my lips as I quickly rushed to grab the towel and wrapped it around my body.
" I don't think he'd still be here "
But why? Why would he help me ? Why would he touch me? Maybe ...... maybe because he feels for me too. Maybe he feels too what I feel for him. His black hairs and my fingers in them. His black darkened eyes staring into my soul making me knees weak.
His chest so masculine and the tattoos, he was big- no he was huge. He was tall, muscular and radiated a dangerous aura drove me insane for him.
I stepped out of my bedroom, peeking out to find any sign of him. I headed out of the room and moved swiftly towards the living room and saw no one. A sigh escaped my lips.
I did not know what to think about it? Whether I should be happy or upset?
I turned around and gasped as I saw a tall person standing in front of me. My eyes fixed on the person's chest and my heart skipped a beat. I slowly lifted my gaze and my eyes met ...... the most beautiful pair of black eyes.
My heart jumped as I froze. My eyes widening slightly as I could not seem to process anything. Suddenly, all the memories of last night flashed in front of me and I gulped nervously.
My cheeks turned red and my ears burnt in shame too. He had a stern look on his face, the same look he was famous for. My gaze slowly dropped to his hands as I remembered what those fingers did to me last night.
Those fingers made me see stars in my ceiling.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment as I realized I acted so shameless in front of him. So vulnerable and so slutty, begging him to help me.
" i-I'm sorry-"
My voice was total opposite of how it was yesterday. It came out so small and timid as I avoided his gaze.
" why did you run away ? "
His deep voice sent shivers down my spine as I nervously gulped, refusing to look up at him. I did not want to answer him. He was aware of that too.
" Adeline "
The way my name rolled out of his tongue made me shiver slightly as I tried to get a hold of myself.
" I-I w-wanted to be alone- "
My words left hanging in air as I felt him push me against the wall. My eyes widened as I gasped, not expecting him to do something like this. I could feel his hot breath fanning my face as I noticed his angry expressions.
" why the fuck would you do that !? "
He raised his voice making me tremble slightly in his presence. I was aware of his anger. Everyone was. When he was mad, He was not the calm Luciano, we knew. He became someone out of control.
" do you have any idea how I was searching for you "
I looked away as tears filled my eyes. I did not want anyone to find me or even search for me. I wanted to be away, to be free.
" I-I miss d-dad "
I let my head fall against his chest as I closed my eyes. It has not been very good trying to cope with a life without my dad. I tried to escape the reality many times but I ended up back at the same place.
I felt his tense self relax as I slowly raised my head and looked at him with...... hope, with love.
" a-about l-last night- "
As soon as I mentioned last night, something flashed in his eyes. I noticed his expression change. Once a calm look was now replaced my anger and something I did not understand.
" forget about last night. Nothing happened last night "
I stared at him as I felt my stomach twisted with some unseen knots. I felt like my whole world crumbling down. His stern voice cleared that He really did not want to remember last night.
The words hit me so hard as I felt my knees giving up slowly.
His voice was stern but I... did not want to believe those words.
Those words were not true nor I was gonna let them come true.
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Instead, she walked into his office and found him kissing his assistant who was also her friend.
Heartbreak turned to fury and before she could stop herself, she shoved the engagement ring meant for him onto the finger of a stranger with cold gray eyes.
The stranger looked at her, amused, and said, "I do."
Moments later, her ex called that stranger Boss.
Luciano Moretti, the stranger, was no ordinary man. He was the quiet, ruthless king of New York's underworld, the man people whispered about but never dared to name aloud.
What began as a viral mistake became a dangerous entanglement of power, lies, and a love too forbidden to survive the truth.

8.7
I make my living binding monsters to their promises. But Silas Malphas is the one monster I never should have touched.
As a Thread-Binder, I can see the glowing, invisible strings of loyalty, debt, and lies connecting everyone in the city's supernatural underworld. It makes me the ultimate contract lawyer-and the perfect infiltrator.
My mission is simple: secure a job in the inner circle of the House of Malphas, the city's most ruthless monster syndicate, and steal the Primal Ledger from their lethal heir.
Silas Malphas commands the shadows themselves. He is arrogant, dominant, and terrifyingly elegant. But the most dangerous thing about him isn't his power-it's that when I look at him, I see *nothing*. He is a void in the magical spectrum. No debts. No loyalties. He is completely unreadable.
I was supposed to betray him. But as I am dragged deeper into his golden cage of high-stakes negotiations and blood-soaked boardroom politics, the lines between my mission and my dark attraction to the Beast begin to blur.
When a rival faction launches a deadly coup and my cover is blown, I am left with a terrifying choice. To survive the night, I must forge a blood-oath contract with the very monster I was sent to destroy.
I'm no longer just his lawyer. I'm bound to the Beast.

7.6
I am the wife of Julian Falcone, a powerful mafia boss, but my title in this house is nothing but a joke.
When our car broke down in a deadly blizzard, Julian rushed to the scene, only to bypass me entirely.
He wrapped his heavy coat around his fragile cousin, Livia, and put her in his only available passenger seat.
"Livia's constitution is too weak to survive this cold. I have to take her back first."
He left me to freeze in the pitch-black car for the entire night.
When his men finally dragged my half-dead body out the next morning, they openly mocked me, calling me a piece of "collateral" that the boss wouldn't care about as long as I was breathing.
Back at the estate, Julian didn't even ask if I had survived the frostbite. Instead, he stormed into my sickroom, demanding I treat his mistress with respect just because my absolute silence had hurt her feelings.
His grandmother then publicly humiliated me for failing to provide an heir, while Livia flaunted the custom diamond bracelet Julian bought to soothe her "fright" from the storm.
I finally understood. He didn't marry me out of honor to save my fallen family. He just needed my aristocratic Rossi blood to legitimize his new-money mafia empire.
I was never a wife. I was a transaction he was willing to let freeze to death.
When his men delivered a heavy diamond necklace to buy my submission, I didn't cry or beg.
I dropped the blood diamond into the deepest drawer, and began to plan my escape.

7.8
I've never been lucky.
I lost my parents at a young age to false treason claims against the Redwood Pack. My cruel uncle Storm assumed my father's role of Alpha in the Pack, and ever since he became Alpha, my life has been a living hell.
When he brings news of the Northern Alpha King hosting a ball to pick his Luna of the North, he charges me to act as a spy for him. Gather Intel on the runnings of the Northern Pack and bring it to him.
Failure to do so?
He'll have my head.
When I meet Alpha King Elijah Lahiz, King of the North, under weird circumstances, the mate bond snaps into place, and we're bonded to each other. However, after a night of passion, Elijah acts like I don't exist and picks my best friend, Raya, as his Luna.
Distraught and feeling betrayed, I run away to the South and into the patient arms of the Southern King Jeremiah, to escape my uncle's wrath. Jeremiah proposes an alliance to take down both my uncle and Elijah.
But there's a problem. A huge one, really.
I'm carrying Alpha Elijah's child.

7.2
Married by Force
7.2
Aurora Steele is a young and vibrant heiress rooted in the Italian Mafia. After breaking up with the love of her life Ethan, she is faced with the imposing figure of Damien Dmitri, a ruthless Mafia Lord who steps in, shattering her dreams. He is the most powerful man in the city –and her family's most hated enemy. Caught in the middle, Aurora must make the most difficult decision of her life; a choice between love and family. In a bid to save her family, she must marry Damien's son and heir to the Russian Mafia, Ryan Dmitri, to pay off her father's crippling debts.
Aurora finds herself helpless in the hands of Ryan Dmitri, a handsome, arrogant playboy who always has women throwing themselves at him. . What will she do when she discovers that she has developed an undeniable attraction for the man whom she is supposed to hate and is pregnant with his child? Can a love sparked in the flash of a moment withstand the darkness of old debts and new enemies, or will their future be snuffed out before it can truly begin? Will Aurora be able to navigate her way in a world of shadows? Will she ever find her happily ever after? Read more to find out.

9.4
I spent the night with a stranger...
Who got me pregnant...
And turned out to be my boss...
Whoops, sorry, did I say "boss"? I meant a MOB boss.
To be fair, I didn't know he was my boss when I slept with him.
I thought he was just the kind stranger offering me a place to stay.
But one night in Misha Orlov's hotel room got me way more than I bargained for.
It got me champagne that tasted like starlight.
Satin sheets as soft as a dream.
And a man with silver eyes who showed me how it felt to come undone.
And then, in the morning...
He was gone.
That's I needed to get my life together anyway.
After all, my ex-not-quite-husband (it's a long story) just emptied all our bank accounts and disappeared, taking my home and my money and my job with him.
So I'm starting from a blank slate.
I find myself a new apartment.
A new job.
And I put both Misha and my husband behind me.
At least, I thought I did.
Until Day 1 of orientation.
When I learn that Misha Orlov is my new boss.
That's bad enough.
What's worse is what came next.
A car crash.
A doctor's appointment.
And two pieces of unsettling news.
Congratulations, the doctor says. You're pregnant.
Congratulations, Misha says. You and I are getting married.