《Romantic One Shots》Sex with the Mafia
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I was standing in the middle of the dance-floor, dancing to my favorite song. Once it ended, and had a sudden urge to take a bathroom break. The club I was in had a part that was a restaurant and where the bathroom was. I had drunk too much that night, wanting to forget about everything that had happened back home, and my bladder's tank was extra full.
I turned to the club's exit to make my way to the bathroom and made my way to the restaurant side. Once I came out and washed my hands, I ran into a woman. She looked familiar, and I started to try to pinpoint where I'd seen her before.
"Sophia?" She eyed me curiously.
I suddenly realized who it was.
"Angie, is it you?" I asked, surprised.
"Oh my god, I can't believe it is you!" She hugged me, and we got into talking.
Our moms were best friends while we were growing up, but then her mother divorced and moved, taking her and her brother far away to another state. We visited them in the beginning but eventually lost touch. I couldn't believe we recognized each other after all these years of not seeing each other.
"It's been a while, huh?"
"Yes! What are you doing all the way here?"
"I'm just traveling around. I work from home, so I'm just visiting different places just to change of scenery."
"That's so cool! Listen, we should keep in touch and spend more time together while you're here!"
"I would like that very much."
Not wanting to separate yet, she invited me to her table to have dinner. I was starving and wanted to lower down all the booze I had before heading back to my hotel. This was definitely the way to go.
We passed all the regular tables and ended up in a VIP enclosed area. There were people around the round table I didn't recognize, and then I saw a familiar face. It was her brother, handsome as ever. I didn't know he'd be there, but this just made my night better. He was 10 years older than me, but I always had a crush on him when I was little. Sometimes I felt he liked me too, in a way, but when you're a kid, you can't make up the difference of when someone likes you or is just nice to you. Maybe he saw me as he saw his little sister. But boy, how I wished the story was different looking at him.
"Nolan!" Angie called him, drawing his attention to us. He glanced at me and met my eyes in a lustful gaze, but then his expression changed. "Come here for a sec!"
"Wait till he realizes who you are. We've missed you and your mom so much. Mother hasn't been the same since she lost touch with your mom."
"It's been the same that way for my mom."
He got up from the end of the table and walked over to us.
"And who is this beautiful lady?" Nolan eyed me up and down with wonder.
"She's Sophia. Remember Anne's daughter? Mom's friend?"
Once she said my name, his hungry look faded, and he smiled at me. "Sophie? I can't believe it. You're so big!" I blushed and realized the only one who ever called me Sophie.
He got closer and hugged me, lifting me and spinning us around. I responded to his embrace just as eagerly. When he put me down, we just stared at each other, taking each other in. I hadn't realized his hands were still around me until Angie snapped us out of our haze.
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"Angie, you shouldn't have brought her here."
"Weren't you guys done?"
"Not yet."
Suddenly a woman hugged Nolan from behind and looked at me, clearly annoyed. "Baby, who is this?"
Angie rolled her eyes and it reminded me of when she used to do it when we were little. I grinned, remembering how much fun the three of us used to have. "She's like a little sister to us. We grew up together."
"Yeah, our sister." Nolan agreed with a cautious tone.
"Well, nice to meet you." She smiled at me and then turned back to Nolan. "Baby, come back to the table for a sec. We need to finish up this deal."
"I'll be there in a sec okay?" He carefully got her hands off him. She looked embarrassed and glared at him but didn't say a word as she turned around and went to sit at the table.
"You still haven't finished signing?" Angie raised her brow at him, and he shook his head. "Well, hurry the fuck up! The faster you finish, we can get out of here and have some quality time with Sophia."
"Fine. Can I talk with Sophie first?"
"Uh, well, go at it." Angie gestured him to talk.
"Alone." He said, gritting his teeth.
"Yeah." I was a bit confused at his request but walked with him. We stopped at a hallway where no one came into view.
"Sophia." He whispered. He never called me anything other than Sophie. "I never thought I'd see you again." He ran his fingers through my hair with a worried look.
"Nolan, are you okay?" I cupped his face.
"I'm better than okay. Seeing you after all these years made me realize deep down I hoped I'd run into you again."
"I-."
"You must think I'm such a pervert."
"Not at all. I used to have a huge crush on you when we were kids."
"I know. I could tell." I blushed at his words, and he grabbed my hands. "I wanted to bring you here because I need you."
"What for?" This piqued my interest.
"I'm sealing a business deal for my company, and I need my partners to see how serious I am about settling down and having a woman with me. Guaranteeing I will have offspring, as they call it. But I don't want to do that with just any woman. I vowed to myself and the dreams you sometimes haunt that if I ever found you, that you would be the one."
"Nolan, as much as I'd like to do that, I can't. I live far away, and I have to take care of my mom. I took 2 months to travel some states and adventure, but I have to go back home."
"Just stay with us until you have to go home. We can figure it out."
"But Nolan I-"
"We can fly Ann back here to stay with us for a while. I'd love to have her here. My mom will be here in a few days too. I'm supposed to get married soon."
"Married? And you're asking me to stay and be here with you? What is wrong with you. You may be handsome, and yeah, for sure, I'd picture myself with you but fuck you, Nolan. I'm not a side piece or a mistress or whatever that you can choose and dispose of. What the hell, man."
His face changed completely as soon as I finished. "This actually isn't a request, and I'm actually not marrying anyone other than you. My father runs a business in the mafia, and I need to settle down like the pricks on that table. You will be my wife."
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"No."
"No?" His face looked daring. He grabbed me and pressed me against the wall. "No? Are you sure about that? I don't think I will give you a choice in the matter. I want you to be mine. I will have you."
As much as my insides clenched at his words and at the thought of us without clothes, I needed to snap out of it and get out of his hold.
"Let go of me."
"No."
I struggled to get out of his hold, but I couldn't.
"If you don't let go of me, I will scream."
He looked at me, amused as if I was saying something funny.
"Well, go ahead, princess. Let's see if anyone in here dares to go against me. Which they won't, they don't know you, and you are an outsider."
"Help! Someone help!"
"Sir, is everything ok here?" A man dressed in a black suit with shades came over.
"Please help me get out of here!"
"Everything is fine, Barry. Bring John and Dante and take the lady to my home."
The man nodded and came closer to grab me.
"What? No! Sir, this is kidnapping. Let me go!"
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my arm and looked at a syringe. Its dense liquid pushed inside my arm.
"What have you done!"
"Ensured our future together."
"Help! Angie!" It was the last thing I could scream before everything went black.
I woke up, and I felt dizzy. I looked at the room I was in, and I didn't recognize it. Suddenly what happened came back to me, and I tried to get up but realize one of my hands was cuffed to the bed.
"Fuck!"
Nolan came running into the room with only a towel on and his hair damp. His body distracted me for a second, and my mouth watered.
"Like what you see?" He smirked.
"Nolan, let me go! NOW!"
"I told you. I want you to be mine. You will be mine. You have always been mine." He walked closer and sat down on the edge of the bed next to me.
"And I told you that could not happen! No means no!"
"Sophie, I know you want me. As much as you deny it, you want this. I know you can grow to love me. I promise to make you happy and take care of you and your mother in every way."
As much as I wanted to be creeped out by his words, they were turning me on even more. I wouldn't show it, though. I tried to get out of the cuffs but to no avail.
"I don't care about your dirty money. Just please untie me and let me go. I won't say anything to anyone about what I know."
"I can't do that now."
"Please, Nolan."
"Please what?"
"Please!" I started sobbing, freaking out that this man would keep me locked up here.
"Please what? Fuck you until you can't walk? Fuck you until you submit?"
"No!" In a second, he lowered himself and captured my mouth in a sweet kiss. I bit his lower lip, not giving in, but he grabbed my neck and jaw with enough force to open my mouth and lunge his tongue into the depths of my mouth. Involuntary moans started to come out of me repeatedly as he got on top of me and started touching me everywhere while kissing me ferociously. I could feel myself floating away in the bliss of his hands and lips caressing all of my body. Finding myself naked after his slow and torturing assault on my body. He was taking me to another dimension where pleasure was all I felt. I tried not to respond to him, but my body betrayed me. I couldn't find my way back into reason or a way out. I wasn't sure I wanted to at this point.
"Wait. Please wait." I breathed, and he stopped and looked up at me.
"Yes?"
"Let's say I accept... What would I be getting myself into."
"Endless pleasure from me and all the wealth and love you could ever want. You won't have to work again. Just play the role of my wife with everything the word entails."
"Nolan, I don't know if I can. This is scary, and I don't know you."
"Of course, you know me."
"I knew a version of you as kids, not this Nolan in front of me. At least give me a chance to get to know you better."
"I am, starting with our clothes off."
"But-"
"Tell me you don't want this. Tell me you don't like what I do to you."
"It's not that. I just need a moment to process this! You can't just take away my free will and force me into this."
"Have you ever had a one-night stand?"
"What does that have to do with-"
"Just answer the question."
"Well.. yeah.."
"Then treat this as such for now. See where it leads. Let me guide you." He whispered in my ear, forming goosebumps all over my body.
"Fine. But. Untie. Me. Now."
"You won't try to run?"
"Undo the cuffs, Nolan!"
"Say it!"
"Okay. I won't!"
He got up and went out of the room. When he came back, he had the key in his hands. After he un-cuffed me, I tried to get off from the bed, and he pushed me back down and got on top of me again, finishing off what he'd started. When I thought we were done, he pulled me in for another round, then another, then another. He took me from all positions and gave me the most pleasurable night I ever had. I let him do everything he wanted, and he had his way with me all night until I fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up alone in his bed. The whole room was trashed from our fucking. The smell of sex engulfed my nostrils and the whole room. I quickly got up and started to dress up. I grabbed my purse and phone and sneaked out of the room, and ran towards the door, but it was locked. I tried to open all the windows, but they were sealed shut.
"Sophie!" Shit, he must have realized I got out of the room. I could hear him yell all over the house my name and ended up hiding until he found me and dragged me to his room again.
"You promised you wouldn't run."
"Nolan, you can't just-"
"Give this a chance Sophie. I'm not as bad as you think I am."
"I can't even begin to fathom or explain to you how fucked up this is. How fucked up you are."
"That's not what you said last night between moans and your screams. Your pussy clenched around my cock so many times, and our lovemaking was so intense. It made me think you'd love it so much you'd forget about wanting to leave my side for a while."
Everything he said was true, but I couldn't stay like he wanted me to. I needed to get out of here. He wasn't the Nolan I knew. I didn't know what I was getting myself into with him in the mafia, and I wasn't willing to sign my death sentence.
"Nolan, last night was fun, but you can't possibly think you can keep me here against my will."
"I can, and I will, Sophie. I guarantee you that you won't be leaving."
"Why?"
"Listen, you might not believe me but the men. That saw you last night need to think you are mine. Angie and I could get into serious trouble inviting an outsider and having them seeing their faces."
"But I don't even know who those men were!"
"It doesn't matter. Either you take my deal and let me and my men protect you, or they track you down thinking you ran, knowing something you shouldn't. It's up to you."
"Why would you guys do this to me?"
"Angie thought the big bosses would have left by the time you both entered the VIP room. She was careless and must've gotten over-excited to see you. She doesn't know the extent of the dangers of our father's colleagues, and I want to keep it that way."
"This is too much."
"Sophie, please just give this a try. I've loved you since you're a little girl. Let me prove to you I can be a man worthy of you."
"Nolan I-."
"I won't take no for an answer."
Shit, how would I be able to dissuade him from letting me go?
"How about we make a deal?"
"I'm listening."
"I'll give it a shot for a few weeks. If I don't like it, you will let me leave, and you will make up a good excuse for everyone, so I'm left alone."
"Make it three months, and you have a deal."
"Three months? No way a few weeks at best."
"A few weeks doesn't give me much time to woo you, Sophie. You won't get into it unless you give it more time. Plus, let's face it, more time will make it harder for you to change your mind."
But I wouldn't. I could let him think that, though.
"Fine, but I will still work and will need an office set up. I can go out as I please, and my mother can come to visit and stay with us as many times she wants to."
"You got yourself a deal." He looked at me excited, and I couldn't help but wonder if I'd made the right choice and if I will ever be able to get away from this man, especially after the night we had, which I will never forget.
"Let's shake on it."
"Oh, but my dear Sophia, I have a better way of sealing deals like this one." I knew what he meant with his dark, lustful tone. Thoughts of last night and how he talked in my ear like that turned me on even more than I already was. I knew where this was leading, round one of day two. This time I would take the lead and fuck him senseless.
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