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+)

Marcus entered the office, carrying a tray of soft juice and neatly packaged food. 


"Good afternoon. It looks like you missed lunch again," Marcus remarked, his face beaming as he approached Isabella. 


‘Of course, Leonardo has been annoying her from time to time’. Isabella spoke inwardly. "I forgot", she chuckled. 


Marcus carefully placed the tray on the table. "I brought my favorite Italian dish for you, spaghetti Bolognese," he announced, a warm smile lighting up his face. 


"Thank you so much; I'm so tired." Isabella replied, her voice filled with gratitude, as she reached for the meal and opened it. 


"Why are you so tired? Did Leonardo stress you out?" Marcus asked, a worried expression on his face. 


"Not too much," Isabella replied, her voice slightly muffled as she excitedly began to eat the meal. She was starving. 


STEP AWAY FROM THE CAR!