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+)

AUTHOR'S WARNING: This chapter may contain really dark scenes, such as slavery, SA, and torture. Be warned, or read at your own risk. 


The journey from the mansion to the sex club took a very long time, and Leonardo's thoughts were constantly on Isabella the entire time. 


"Drive faster, you fool," Leonardo grumbled out of frustration, and the car accelerated. He needed to arrive at the sex club on time before he become hard. ‘That bitch,’ he muttered as he assumed Isabella must have cast a spell on him as a result of what he had forced her to do at his office. He clenched his hand into a fist and placed it on the window. 


"How much longer before we arrive?" Leonardo questioned. He was growing impatient. 


"Five minutes, sir." One of them replied. 


Leonardo gritted his teeth and turned to stare out through the window. He was certain they were almost there since they were in a desolate area. 


DISTRACTION