The private room in the bar was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a single lamp in the corner. Dante, the mafia boss, sat on the couch, a smug smile playing on his lips as Vivian stormed in, her heels clicking against the wooden floor.
"What the hell is going on, Dante?" Vivian demanded, her eyes scanning the room, taking in the soundproof walls and locked door. She scoffed at Dante's invitation to join him on the couch. "I don't think so."
Dante's eyes gleamed with amusement as he revealed his intentions. "I think you'll find my proposition quite... appealing, Vivian."
Vivian's attempts to resist were met with a sharp slap on her ass, leaving her wincing in surprise. "What the fuck, Dante?"
"I didn't stutter, Vivian," Dante said, his voice low and commanding. "Kneel."
Vivian rolled her eyes, but followed through, reluctantly. As Dante undressed, Vivian couldn't help but stare at his impressive figure, her mind racing with a mix of fear and intrigue.
Dante grabbed her face, forcing her to take him in her mouth. Vivian gagged, struggling to accommodate him. Despite her attempts to resist, Vivian found herself getting lost in the moment, her mind foggy with desire.
Dante's praise for her good work only fuelled her desire, leaving her gasping for breath as he filled her mouth with his release. Vivian tried to push him away, but Dante's kiss only deepened, leaving her breathless.
Dante's bite on her lip left her crying out, her attempts to push him away met with a chuckle. Vivian's slap only served to further ignite Dante's passion, leaving her struggling to free herself.
Dante's grip on her only tightened, his fingers tracing her curves as he tore her dress apart. Vivian's cries of protest turned into cries of pleasure as Dante spanked her, leaving her ass raw.
Dante's fingers inside her left her moaning and screaming, her body begging for more. Dante's cock filled her, fucking her in every position, leaving her breathless and satisfied.
As the night went on, Vivian found herself becoming more and more compliant, her initial resistance fading away. But as she looked into Dante's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She was strong, controlling, and direct, but with Dante, she found herself losing control.
End of Chapter One.
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