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The Mafia's Ruination - Episode 35




The  Mafia's Ruination - Episode 35

Subtitle; {Between Love and War} 

Authoress Rejoice            


Author's POV

The rain crashed harshly on the ground, drenching Alexander and Alice. "Let's go inside," he suggested, reaching out to hold her hand. 

She pulled away, blinking raindrops from her eyes. 

"You'll catch a cold. Let's go in," he repeated. 

"Alex?" she called out. 

"Yes," he responded, licking his lips. She stood on her toes, placing her hands on his shoulders. 

Alexander's gaze wandered over her face before their lips met, closing the gap between them. "Did that hurt you?" she asked, wrapping her hands around his neck. 

"No," he reassured her. 

"Then why do you keep teasing me?" 

His hands slid around her waist, his eyes locked with hers. "You don't like it when I tease you?" he questioned. 

She shook her head, unable to find the words. 

"Then what do you want me to do?" 

Her green eyes searched his, rain plastering her copper hair to her face. She took a deep breath before confessing, "I want you to kiss me." 

And so he did - their lips met, a passionate embrace. He paused for a moment before gently sucking and nibbling on her lips. With equal fervor, she responded to the kiss.

He clasped his lips onto hers, their mouths melding together in perfect harmony. With ardor, she eagerly responded to the long-awaited kiss, a dream fulfilled. As their tongues intertwined, they savored the taste of each other's mouths. His lips tasted like champagne, while hers carried the sweetness of strawberries. The sensation drove him to the edge of insanity, craving more of her. He pulled her closer, closing the nonexistent gap between them, as raindrops fell upon their entwined bodies. It was just a taste, but they yearned for more, their desires echoing through their very beings. 

Breathlessly, Alice withdrew from the kiss, her eyes dilated, locking with his. "I like the champagne," she whispered. 

"And I like your lips," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes. 

She playfully tugged at the hair on the back of his neck, a silent invitation for further exploration.

"Oh, really?" she asked, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she twirled a strand of his hair flirtatiously. "I don't see you doing anything though."

"Don't start what you can't finish, Kitten," Alexander replied, his grip on her waist tightening. 

Her eyes closed, pleasure coursing through her body, electrifying her veins and nerves.

"And who told you that I can't finish it, huh?" Alice retorted, raising an eyebrow at him. 

Normal Alice was hard to resist, but seductive Alice was a force to be reckoned with. 

The rain intensified the allure in her glistening eyes, wetting her hair and framing her face. He wanted to ensure she was certain about this.

"Alice..." he began, his voice filled with a mix of desire and caution.

"I want you," Alice finally uttered, her words snapping the patient man out of his reverie. 

Those three words erased his patience and calm, leaving only his intense hunger for the beautiful girl standing before him, rain pouring down on them. 

Desire sizzled down his spine. He couldn't be gentle; the want and lúst he had harbored for her since the first encounter consumed him.

He devouréd her, leaving her gasping for air. As she struggled to catch her breath, he seized it once again. 

"Alex..." she moaned, her voice barely audible as his lips trailed down her jaw and onto her neck. 

Desperately, she turned her back to the door and opened it. Without breaking contact with her skin, he guided her down the hallway and stairs towards his room. 

Her lips, her skin, her body were all so intoxícating that once he tasted her, he couldn't bear to let go. All self-control was abandoned as they both succumbed to their desires. He was consuméd by a burñing passion, and she became the fúel that ignited it. 

His only instinct was to possess her, giving in to the thoughts that had consuméd his mind for days. 

She felt weightless, as if floating on air, completely at the mercy of the man she had always longed for. His skilled lips caressed her mouth with a hunger that felt insatiable, devouring her body as if it were an obligation. 

And yet, she found herself relishing in every moment of their passionate encounter. From the moment she met Alexander, her body craved his touch, knowing that once he had her, she would be completely his. As he swung open the door to his room, using his foot to hold it in place, he reached for her once more. 

This time, she reciprocated the desire and hunger, and his heart swelled with joy knowing she was truly his. 

The intensity of their connection caused Alexander to pause his kisses, as he eagerly tore away her clothes, eliciting another gasp from Alice. 

Ignoring the state of her disheveled attire, she focused her gaze on the man before her. 

Clad only in her pantíes and bra, she felt no trace of shyness. She was more than prepared for this man to fulfill her deepest desires. 

As the back of her knees met the edge of his bed, he was magnetically drawn to her bare skin. In that moment, she silently thanked whatever higher power existed for allowing her to wear the pink 

She expressed gratitude to God for allowing her to wear the pink underwear that day. Not just any underwear, but a delicate pink lingerie that accentuated her every curve, swell, and shape. 

Her breasts were pushed up and overflowing from the cups, revealing a glimpse of her nipples that drove him wíld. 

Her fingers clumsily worked on removing his sweatpants, causing him to gasp for air. "Oh, Alice..." he struggled to speak, catching his breath. He gently bít her neck, trying to regain his composure. "You have no idea how much I've wanted you." Alice's heart raced uncontrollably, as his breath on her skin sent a surge of adrenaline through her veins. "I've always wanted to touch you, to kiss every inch and curve of your beautiful body," he confessed. 

She playfully teased, "Are you obsesséd with me, Mr. Romano?" with a smile. 

"Yes," he replied. "I'm completely obsesséd with you, my Kitten."

She joined her lips with his, taking the lead in their passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as she gently lowered herself onto the bed. "I want you," she whispered, her breath heavy. "I want you so much, it feels illegàl." 

"Fortunately, I'm no stranger to being a criminàl," he replied, positioning himself above her, his gaze roaming her body. 

It was hard for him to believe that the woman he desired was right there, vulnerable beneath him. 

He wasn't one to take things slowly, but he wanted this moment to linger. He wanted to etch it into his memory forever. 

Alice bit her lip, captivated by the sight of the handsome man hovering over her, their bodies intertwined. He softly kissed her lips. "You drive me crazy." 

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation. 

He chuckled, removing the straps from her shoulders. "Both," he admitted. 

Their eyes was filled with want for each other to the brim and they knew what they wanted - they knew what their bodiés wanted. 

Alexander looks over his nightstand and saw a glass of champagne on it. He took out a cube of ice, licking and sucking it. 

Alice watched him with all her attention, curious for his next action.

He bends down to her pússy as he insert his tongue inside of it. 

A gasp and a móan left her parted lips as his cold tongue touch her insides. 

He did it again and it erupted a loud móan from her. Removing his tongue, he inserts his a finger inside her, thrusting in and out of her wet pússy. 

He places kisses all over her legs. He adds another finger into her, filling her up more. 

Alexander suckéd and até her till he was sure she was ready to explode - she did. Her juice gushed into his awaiting mouth and he swallowed it like a thirsty man. 

He hovered over her again, taking her mouth and letting her taste how good she taste while he played with her breàsts. 

"See how sweet you are?" His voice was low, husky and sexy. "You taste so good, Kitten." 

He took a nipplé to his mouth, súcking it like an hungry baby while playing with the other. She was at his disposal, he knew that she knew. 

"I want you." She managed to tell him. Her lungs hungry for air and her bódy húngry for him.

She rather satisfy her bódy. 

Tugging at his sweatpants, she pulls it down and his hard erécted díck came up. 

He let her do her thing as she insert him into her tight insides. 

His eyes closes for a second, his lips parted as he pant. He felt himself in her. She was so tíght around him and contains his long and big member like they belong together. 

Alice just got a second to get used to his length in her before he starts to thrust into her hard and quickly like a starved alpha dog. 


Alice showered once again after a long and tiring rounds of "activities" in  various places around the room, trying out different positions. 

She emerged from the bathroom, clad in a white fluffy towel, and her gaze fell upon Alexander, who was lying on the bed. 

Upon seeing her, he smiled and eagerly got up, making his way towards her. "Can..." Alice began to ask, but he interrupted her, saying, 

"Yes, you can have my t-shirt." He chuckled. 

"How did you know that I was going to ask that?" 

"I knew that was your question because I accidentally tore yours." He playfully tucked a few wet strands of hair behind her ear and asked, "I hope I didn't hurt you." 

She smiled, shaking her head, and replied, "No, I'm perfectly fine, just a little sore." 

He grinned, his eyes fixated on her plump, red lips, and confessed, "I want to kiss you." 

Alice retorted, "And what if I don't want to kiss you?" 

He smiled, wrapping his hand around her waist, and teasingly replied, "You don't want to kiss your friend? Bàd Alice, bàd." 

She burst into laughter and said, "I'm sorry, friend." With that, she lightly pecked him on the lips and said, "There you go."

He shakes his head. "Not enough," he says. Taking hold of her head, he tilts her head and claims her lips with his. "There. Pick a t-shirt from the closet, let me clean up myself. Stay here," he instructs. 

She nods, watching him enter the bathroom. Excitedly, she thinks to herself, "I finally got him!" She enters the closet and puts on the t-shirt, which looks like a gown on her. Returning to the bed, she climbs on and turns on the TV. 

Alexander exits the bathroom with only a towel around his waist, droplets of water glistening on his body. Alice's eyes roam over him, appreciating the sight in front of her. 

He flashes a smile at her before entering the closet. He puts on his sweatpants and sweatshirt before coming out. He joins her on the bed, embracing her in a cuddle. "Tonight was great," he says. 

"It was," she agrees. 

"You want to sleep here tonight, right?" he asks without hesitation. 

"Definitely," she replies. "Anything wrong with that?"

"Of course not," he assures her. "I know you wouldn't want it any other way," he said with a smirk. 

"Arrogant jérk," she muttered under her breath. "The jérk you couldn't stop screaming for all night," he teased, causing her to gasp dramatically. "Luckily, the walls are soundproof," he added. 

"Jérk," she repeated, turning to him and resting her head on his chest. "Good night," she whispered. 

"Good night, sweet dreams, Princess," he replied tenderly. 

Alice's eyes close as sleep overcame her, but before drifting into the realm of dreams, she felt Alexander's gentle kiss on her forehead. "Tonight was amazing, the best night of my life, Alice," were the last words she heard before drifting off.

TBC 📖✍️

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