I felt his hot breath on my neck and moaned as his fingers expertly caressed my sensitive areas. 
Gasping for breath, I pulled him closer, and he reached up to meet my lips, our tongues dancing in bliss as he pulled me over and positioned me to straddle him. 
“Jaxon,” I breathed when we came up for air, but he hushed me and moved his finger over my lips.
“You’re mine,” he growled. “Let me show you what you really need.”

***

I knew my dad was in debt to the mafia since I worked three jobs trying to pay off what he owed. But I didn’t expect it when he told me, “Sara, I’ve sold you,”–to the king of the underworld!
The worst part is that the mafia king just happens to be my dad’s gorgeous best friend, Jaxon, who I’ve been lusting over for a long time. And now that he owns me, I’m feeling like this is so much deeper than lust, and I don’t know if this will break me….

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Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King

When we stepped off the private jet, I couldn't believe that all of this was really happening. We were in Europe! 


Michael had planned for us to have the entire month together, seeing different countries. He had asked me where I wanted to go first, and I didn't hesitate. France. 


"What do you think so far," he asked me with a mischievous grin, "is it everything you had hoped for?" 


It was everything I had hoped for and more. Michael, Isabella and I were walking through the Luxembourg Garden in Paris, and it was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. The guidebook informed me that it was constructed in the 17th century, and like my dad would have said, they just don't make them like they used to. 


"This is incredible," I told him with a smile. "Even more amazing than I could ever have imagined! What do you think, Isabella?" 


She smiled with pure happiness in response, and pointed to a sculpture of the goddess Diana. 


Chapter 397 : They Don't Make Them Like They Used To