HIGHLY RATED(18+)

Author's warnings: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE, ILLEGAL ACTIONS AND DEATH.

IF YOU CANT WITHSTAND ANY OF THIS MENTIONED ABOVE, KINDLY PASS BECAUSE IT'S NOT FOR THE WEAK.
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"There are rules binding this contract, Isabella", Leonardo said to me while staring deeply into my eyes .

A shivered ran through my whole body when I heard his cold deep voice. I stared back into his sexy green eyes before I spoke confidentially,"And what's that?". I asked.

"Rule number one, you don't touch my body whenever I'm being intimate with you". Say's Leonardo.

"Rule number two". I turned to look at Matteo who was laying back on his elbow on the bed with no shirt on and I could tell that he was looking totally hot in that position. I gulped in the lump in my throat when my eyes descended on his well detailed abs. "We can do whatever we want with you and you have no right to object".

I felt seriously nervous with the way their eyes were scrutinizing my whole body and it took me enough confident to turn to look at Leonardo.
"Is that all?". I asked and then, he brought out a pen and offered it to me.

"Sign the contract and be ours". Leonardo said to me but that wasn't what just I wanted, I wanted to be more than a SLUT to them.

Meet the Domenico brother's, who kills people for a living. A mafia and the world's greatest nightmare.

What happens when a contract of submission is offered to the innocent Miss Isabella Laurenza?

Would their relationship turns out to be lust or bloody???

Find out, rated 18+

The Mafias Dirty Little Slut(18+)

"I am so sorry," Isabella apologized sadly, since she was at fault for coming late. 


"Tisss... sorry for yourself." Sofia said with a sneer. She rose from her chair, straightening her skirt and clicking her strapped high heels against the glossy floor as she exited the table. 


Isabella peered down to examine the lady when she came out. She was dressed in a short, fitted pencil skirt that clung to her hips and flowed with the contour of her firm ass. The skirt was far too short for her, barely covering her creamy thighs. As Sofia walked forward, she could see the crack of her ass through the skirt and it was apparent that she had no panties on. 


Isabella felt like it was none of her business to confront the lady about the way she dressed, so she simply followed her to the elevator. 


I'M SORRY