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

Giovanni Martino's point of view

I was wondering if the cat got her tongue, for her not to say a word to me since we both got back to my quarters.

"Are you going to remain quite?" I asked, pulling off my shirt and stretching my muscles.

"No master." She replied, playing with her fingers. I smiled, she was sitting on the bed with her head bent.

"Again with the master, try to say my name." I whispered, climbing the bed gently.

"But... I... You... Master." She whispered softly.

"Try to say my name Stefania, it is not that difficult." I cajoled.

"Giovanni, repeat after me." I added.

"Giovanni." She whispered softly, I felt elated, hearing my name from her directly.

"Easy right? It was not that hard." I said chuckling.

"How do you feel Stefania? Any pains?" I asked, rubbing her tummy.

"No," she replied, still not looking at me.

"Look at me," I whispered, raising her chin up.

Chapter Forty Seven