Eaagles_wings

[MATURE]
"You belong to only me, Forever Mine"

It was a great mistake for Prudence to have agreed to attend a high-status party at her friend's place. Maybe the bigger mistake was agreeing to that dance, or maybe that wine she threw on one of His men. 

But he did not care about his gang member. His red eyes shone with desire. The desire to make this girl his. The possession of her very soul. 

[The story is set in the 1890s]
[Mature content warning]




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Mafia King's Possession

"You can talk quite well," Lady Cermesi remarked. She was about to express her opinion regarding it when Prudence smiled back and spoke,

"I am not offered that compliment often," she made sure to not give Lady Cermesi time to speak. Prudence only knew two things: this Lady was extremely important and extremely dangerous. With high tone, so the people in the kitchen would hear, Prudence requested, "Madam Bertha, Mister Orson, His Grace has estimated guests over. Kindly offer them good service. Lady Cermesi why don't you and your daughter take a seat. If you are not comfortable enough, I shall finish my meal later."

There was pin drop silence in the room. Even Orson did not know what to do and how to get out of this.

But he was one good butler, when asked he immediately pulled the chair of Lady Cermesi to take seat. The two maids who had retreated to the kitchen whispered to each other.

Frightening Courage