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Bound by Vows: Ruthless Desires.

"Y–You're a sick bastard" He laughed softly, grip loosening from my hand slightly and with eyes will fixed on me, cleaned the spittle slowly with his other hand and licked it. I gulped, a weird heat blooming at the sight of this. Seriously? I bit the bottom of my lips. There's no way I'm getting excited from this... "Delicious" he mused "Let's have you spit on something else with that cute mouth" ___ Alessia Ferraro, tossed as a sacrifice into a marriage with Mafia Lord, Cesare Marchetti in an attempt to save her family must figure out a way to clear her father's name and satisfy this craving Monster. Cold, dominant and possessive, Cesare hates the fact that he's been forced into a marriage with the daughter of a traitor based on a vow his father made. He vows to break her, but she refuses to bow... even as his touch awakens some cravings beyond her control. Will this fire of passion ignite something else, or will the dangers lurking the Shadows fuels it to burn them and leave them dead in their ashes?
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Chapter 5

ALESSIA'S POV:

Cesare's eyes remained locked on mine. I tried to look away, but I couldn't.

He chuckled low, the sound crawling over my skin and making my chest tight.

"Look at you," he said, voice calm but sharp. "Your mouth isn't so smart now, is it, lamb?"

Lamb. That's what I was. The sacrifice for my family.

His hand stayed on my face, pressing against my cheek, firm but not rough. Still, I felt the weight of it, the claim. He didn't stop moving until my back hit the wall. My pulse jumped, fast, louder than the silence between us.

His breath was right there. I could smell it, feel it almost. Mint? No. Alcohol. Sandalwood. Cinnamon.

No-it wasn't just that. It was him. His monstrosity.

And god help me, the same monstrosity that had my body betraying me, wetting my panties like some needy fool.

Why did I suddenly want to taste his mouth, to find out if it really was mint?

My lips ached with the thought. My body cursed me for it.

Damn me. Damn this. Damn him.

He mused, scanning my body as his hand trailed my face and brought his closer.

"You're prettier when you're silent" he chuckled as his face drew dangerously closer.

My heart thumped faster as I looked into his eyes. It was drawing me in, making my body move without my will.

"Mhm..." I breathed, closing my eyes as our lips brushed against each other

The scent of alcohol in his breath intoxicated and pulled me in harder.

Fuck. What's wrong with me?

"Not now, Lamb..." he chuckled, breaking the kiss

"How wild... You're going to rip my shirt off"

I blinked, yanked my hand away from his shirt and turned my face away, my face burning.

Was I---

Damn...

He laughed softly, bringing my face to look at him.

"I don't want to break my cute little lamb now..."

I gulped, eyes lowering from his gaze

By break, did he...? I bit my lower lip, peeking at his body

"You wouldn't be able to take me as I want" his breath brushed through my skin

My legs twitched as I remembered how he'd fucked that maid.

"You're still a cute little virgin"

I looked at him and the way he was staring

"D–Don't underestimate me" I muttered

What the hell was I saying now?

"Awwwnn... Is that right?"

I gulped and just stared at his face...

What's wrong with you, Alessia?

This is the same monster that just toyed with your father.

"Go wash yourself up" he smiled, running his hand softly through my hair.

"We should put that to a test"

My body subconsciously turned before I could stop, the heat beneath me felt like I could run mad or embarrass myself further while he watched.

Perhaps, I did need a shower.

_____

I gasped as I stepped into the room, my eyes trailing around

Was that... Lavender?

What... What had he done?

"This probably isn't what you have in that rosy head of yours" he stepped forward with a smirk

"W–Why..." I stuttered, looking at him.

How did he get all these arranged within the ten plus minutes I spent in the bathroom?

My heart thumped as I looked at the candles well arranged on the floor trailing to the side of the bed

"Now..." He chuckled, walking closer

"Let's see how far you can go"

I gulped as he reached where I stood and looked at the towel around my body.

"I'll try to be gentle"

My lips parted as he dragged the towel off and raised me swiftly, bridal style.

"Y–You don't---"

"Hush, little lamb..." He chuckled, walking towards the bed.

Why was he being like this all of a sudden?

Where's the monster that---

I gasped as he dropped me on the bed.

I could feel my heartbeat- thumping hard against my chest.

He chuckled, unbuckling his pants. That dangerous stare... it already had my body aching with pleasure-the slut.

I stared at him, gulping as his dick sprang free. That was going to be penetrating me and making me moan soon like that maid... I bit my lips.

"You're..." He paused, climbing the bed, eyes trailing my body.

I covered my boobs with one hand, embarrassed as his lecherous gaze scanned me.

"Oh, how much I want to devour you" he growled, bringing his face towards mine.

A moan escaped from my mouth as our lips brushed against each other

"I have to go gently on you" he mused, kissing me harder.

My legs rubbed against each other. I could feel his hard dick against my thigh- hard and warm, sending shivers through me as they poked on them.

He chuckled as I pulled him in and parted my legs wider

"I'm going to hurt you if we continue"

He mused, breaking the kiss and trailing to my neck

I moaned softly.

Frankly, I didn't care right now if he hurt me.

This feeling... right now... I just wanted to be held down like this and give myself away.

I gritted my teeth, my voice hitching when he seized my boob, squeezing hard

"You've grown exceptionally well... It's hard to believe" he laughed softly.

I'd become helpless- my thighs rubbed against each other violently trying to quench the heat that was spreading

I bit down my lip as a sharp moan escaped when his mouth cupped my breast, tongues rolling around my nipples.

His fingers trailed my body like it was playing some game with it.

He definitely knows he had me with the way he was chuckling.

H–Harder... I pushed his head down against my boob... Suck harder...

Perhaps the heat will disappear if he does.

Tears were already forming on my eyes

"F–Fuck..." I stuttered as his finger grazed against my pussy

"Would you look at that...?" He mused, massaging it more with the finger

"You're one naughty kitty"

I groaned as he pushed it in slightly, twirling around just at the entrance.

What was this feeling? An excitement that had my heart fluttering...

"S–Shit" I gasped, trying to pull my waist away as he pushed the finger in.

He paused, raising his head slightly from my boobs to peek at me

He chuckled as I turned my face away as our eyes met, embarrassed.

"Look at me, cute kitty" he mused, moving his finger slowly as he brought his face forward

"Look at me"

I moaned, turning slowly to face him. The way he moved his fingers... Who could possibly disobey?

"Good kitty..." He mused

"Good girls get rewards"

He moved his fingers faster and watched me- shameless, slutty and unholy me... Been broken down slowly.

"Now" he stopped, pulling the finger out suddenly.

I gasped, looking at him.

I was already feeling so---

"I'll make you feel even better"

My eyes trailed down after his. A sudden fear gripped me- was it finally time?

I gasped as he pressed his dick against my pussy- the girth felt like more than I could handle.

But... I wanted this... I want to feel just what she was feeling.

I pressed myself downward as he pushed in slowly

A sharp cry filled the room as his dick penetrated my wall- the sharp pain of my hymen tearing sent shivers straight to my skull.

He stopped, his warmth against my walls. I could feel his dick swelling inside me.

My mind was crumbling with every inch of it.

He looked at me, chuckled and began thrusting slowly, groaning with every thrust.

Y–Yes... That's it... That sound.

I was drawing it from him.

Me.

My body felt like it was melting as he continued faster.

F–Fuck... I–I'm slipping... away...

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