All Chapters of Ruined By The Don's Enforcer : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~ArnoldShe squeezed some fresh leaves she found nearby, crushed them between her palms until the juice came out, and gently pressed the makeshift poultice against the cut on my forehead. Her touch was surprisingly soft and careful. I sat still in the driver’s seat, letting her work, even though every second her fingers brushed my skin made my jaw tighten.By the time she finished, the sun had already gone down. It was 6pm.I turned the key in the ignition, the engine clicked once and died. “Fuck,” I muttered. “We’re doomed.”Dorla looked at me with wide eyes. “What do we do now?”I scanned the road. A few minutes later, a cab drove by slowly. I flagged it down desperately. The driver, an older man, rolled down his window.“There’s a decent hotel not too far from here,” he said after I explained our situation. “About ten minutes away.”We begged him to take us there. He agreed.When we arrived at the small but decent looking hotel, I went straight to the receptionist.“Two rooms, pl

~LilaI didn't need to be told twice. I spun around, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, and clicked the lock into place. The sound of that small metal bolt sliding home felt like the loudest thing in the world, the sound of every boundary between student and teacher dissolving.I turned back to her, my eyes dark with a mix of defiance and desperate craving. I didn't rush. I wanted her to watch. Keeping my gaze locked on hers, I reached for the waistband of my tiny plaid skirt. I slid it down my hips along with my thong, stepping out of them until I was standing there in nothing but that tight black crop top. I leaned back against the wall for balance, slowly lifting one leg to unlace my white sneakers, then the other, tossing them carelessly into the corner of the office.Standing there barefoot and bottomless, I walked back toward her with a slow, deliberate sway of my hips. Valentina’s eyes were like a predator’s, tracing the curve of my ass and the way my

~ArnoldI blinked rapidly, the harsh overhead light stinging my eyes as the room came into focus. The cold iron of the chains bit into my wrists, suspended above my head. To my left, a tray of surgical steel glinted, scalpels, pliers, and a heavy blade resting in a bed of glowing coals, the metal turning a lethal, shimmering orange.I was certain I was a dead man. Falling for the boss's daughter was a cliche, but in the De Luca family, it was a death sentence..The heavy steel door groaned open. Don Vincenzo De Luca stepped into the room, surrounded by a wall of six armed guards. The thick, sweet scent of his expensive tobacco between his fingers filled the small space before he even spoke.I braced for the heat of the knife, but instead, the men moved behind me and began to unbolt the chains."I checked the hotel CCTV and saw everything that happened," Vincenzo said, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He took a slow drag of his cigar, blowing a cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. "T

~ArnoldI didn't answer. I just gripped her waist and steered her toward the small bathroom, the music still thumping behind us like a frantic heartbeat. I kicked the door shut and flicked on the light, the sudden brightness reflecting off the tiled walls and the steam from the shower I’d left running earlier.I pinned her against the edge of the sink, the cold porcelain a sharp contrast to the heat of her skin. I grabbed the handheld showerhead, turning it on and letting the warm water spray over us, rinsing away the sweat and the musk of our first round."You think you're so smart," I murmured, my hands sliding over her wet, bare breasts, my thumbs flicking over her nipples which were even harder now under the spray of the water."I think I know a man who's still hungry," she teased, her back arching as she felt me press my cock, already stirring back to life against the curve of her hip.I grabbed a bar of soap, lathering it between my hands before sliding them down her body, map

~MiaValentina’s fingers pushed deep inside me without warning, curling perfectly against that sensitive spot that made my knees weak.“Fuck…” I moaned, gripping her shoulders tightly.She smirked against my neck, pumping her fingers slowly at first, then faster.“Look at you,” she purred, voice low and filthy. “Already so wet for me. Your pussy is dripping down my hand, baby. Does it turn you on knowing I fucked your little plaything on this same desk too?”I gasped sharply as she added a third finger, stretching me. “Yes…” I admitted breathlessly. “Fuck, that’s so hot.”She chuckled darkly and bit down on my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.“Good girl,” she whispered. “I love how greedy you are. Lila moaned so prettily when I ate her pussy… but I bet you’re even louder, aren’t you?”She suddenly pulled her fingers out, making me whine at the loss. Before I could protest, she shoved me back onto her desk, papers scattering everywhere. She yanked my jeans and panties down i