Sold To The Mafia Don Chapter 7~Mira

I was breathing heavily and I was just two exercises in.

Now I had to punch the punching bag repeatedly. My arms were hurting. I was running out of breath yet I could not catch a break.

Alana was not very lenient with and I was feeling so overwheld. It was just my first day for goodness sake!

I wanted to cry more than anything.

What had I gotten myself into? This was not the life I signed up for. I was a small baker in this big city. That was all I knew how to do. Why was I going through training like I was going to war? A war I know nothing about.

Out of nowhere, I heard a thunderous voice that was slowly becoming familiar.

"What’s going on here?"

Alana imdiately stood straight, bowing her head to acknowledge him.

"Don,"

"I asked a question." He stated, sounding really upset.

"Donna Carla has asked that I train her."

In quick strides he walked to where I was and held by my waist. I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body at his touch. The scent of his masculine cologne filled my nostrils and made feel slightly dizzy.

I looked up at him. His eyes t my tired ones and hardened.

"Without my permission?" He said, turning to Alana.

"Donna says she has to learn how to protect herself."

"I am more than capable of protecting what’s mine. My wife does not need any of this."

"But-"

His glare shut her up.

"I pay people like you to protect her. If anything happens to my wife, I will have your heads cut off!" He yelled at not just her but every other guard present in the training room.

I was taken by surprise when his hands went under my knees as he carried out of there like I was as light as a feather.

Hesitantly, I put my hands around his neck as he took upstairs. I could feel the stares as we moved until we were out of sight.

He placed on the bed without a word when we reached his bedroom. I let myself sigh in relief.

My eyes followed him as he took off his shirt. The crest of his taut abs made swallow.

I tried to pry my eyes away from him but I couldn’t. He caught staring. I looked away and he walked over. He pulled my chin and made face him.

"Look at ." He rasped sexily, sending goosebumps on a rampage around my skin.

I felt him bite my neck slightly. I gasped.

"Get in the shower." He ordered and like a robot, I took off my clothes and went in, not in front of him though.

I was busy washing off all the gri and sweat from my training session when I heard him ca in. Naked.

I almost shut my eyes, almost covered myself too but I stood there frozen by the intensity of his gaze.

His large palm went around my throat.

"You know what I want to do with this mouth?" He said in a gritty whisper.

I was breathless as I stared at his lips.

"Why don’t you show then?" I returned, wondering where my courage ca from.

Was I daring him?

His smirk was lethal.

"Go on your knees. Now."

That was an order. I did not have a choice. I dropped slowly, my eyes stayed on his. The steam around us did not help with the heat I was feeling.

"Good girl."

I felt my pussy tingle at the sound of that.

He put his hands in my hair and drew to his hard cock.

"Prove to this mouth is mine. All of you is mine."

I took him in my mouth, gagging as it hit the back of my throat.

I saw him shut his eyes and throw his head back slightly.

And just like that he opened his eyes and t mine in few seconds.

"Don’t break eye contact," he growled. "Not once."

I stared into his eyes as my head bobbed back and forth. I sucked and licked on it like my life depended on it. Maybe it did.

He could kill an there was nothing anyone would be able to do it.

So like an obedient little play thing, I gave him the pleasure he wanted.

At so point, he began to thrust into my mouth.

My jaw ached, so did my knees but I didn’t stop until he let out a loud groan and ca into my mouth.

"Swallow it. All of it."

I shut my eyes and took in every drop that I could.

He pulled up shortly after.

I thought he was done. But no. He made lift my leg till it was wrapped around him as he fingered steadily.

I held in my moans.

"I want to hear it. Moan for ." He whispered.

I let out a moan that was foreign even to my ears.

"Yes." He whispered.

When his thumb rolled around my clit, I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"You want this don’t you?"

"Yes," I said shakily.

He dipped another finger into instead, making gasp. His pumps beca faster. And for the first ti I had an orgasm from what would be regarded as foreplay.

I almost lost my balance as my body shook but he held in place. When I recovered, I felt his burning gaze on . He seed amused by my reactions. My cheeks burned in embarrassnt.

He turned off the shower, wrapped in a towel and pressed a kiss to my forehead just before he walked out of the shower.

I let out a breath as he left. Now that was an experience.