DaoistzJuDlz

Blurb

Everyone believes Giovanni Martino the Italian mafia boss is 
a misogynist, women were the last thing on his mind. His enemies were desperate to know his weakness, but he does not have one. Giovanni doesn't allow men close to him. All he does was strictly business and deals. What happens when he finds a woman in his room in the middle of the night, a naked woman in his shower. 
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I moved away from the shower, I was expecting him to say something, but he only stared.  I tried to move past him, but he didn't move. His eyes was glued to my naked body. The only thing that occurred to me was to get out of here before I get into trouble or even get raped. Long hairy hands snaked round my waist, pulling me to a hard chest. My body became hot instantly. My breasts were squashed against his hard chest and his hands were on my ass. I tried squirming away but his hands only tightened. 

"Who the fuck are you?And what the fuck are you doing in my room?"He asked, his deep voice
 booming out loud.

The Mafia's Weakness

I stared into empty space. I was the spy? My father set me up to spy on my master? I had a father? And he was still alive? I was suffering and trying to pay the debt we owed and he was there trying to use me from the background? I had a brother?  I felt Leila shifting close to me. But I did not pay her attention.

I felt weak. My head was hurting so bad. I just wanted to close my eyes and never wake up. This was not happening. It was like I was dreaming. I would wake up soon. I heard my low chuckle which I did not believe belonged to me. Why? Why was things going wrong? I wanted to cry but I felt so numb.

Giovanni. I did not want to look up at him. I did not want to see that hurt, the distrust I could clearly see growing in his eyes.

He had not left the dungeon in two days.

Chapter Forty Two