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Holy Mary - Episode 34

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  HOLY MARY 

Holy Mary - Episode 34

( The Mafia’s Sweetheart… )

Genres: Erotic Mafia romance/Action

Tags: Suspense, Mafias, S£x, Love Triangles, Age Gap, Bl00dshed, Empires, Revenge, Betrayal, Narcotics, D+aths, Tragedy.

THEME: They Stole An Angel…. From The Devil

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No part of this publication may be reproduced, copied, or reposted in any form, or by any means without a written permission from the author.

Copyright © 2022.

By: Naomi Cindy B.

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( MARY-MADONNA )


“My…my Lord” Mary whispered shockingly.


He brought his right hand to her hair while the left remained on her back, pressing her body closer to his own.


“Don’t do things that make me lose my temper” He said gently, and she blinked once.


“Yes… my Lord” she said slowly.


He closed his eyes and started rubbing his fingers on her hair, it was even reaching her scalp.


She slowly raised her arms to his back too, hugging him back as tightly as he was hugging her.


She felt safe and peaceful in his arms, so much that she was unaware of when she asked the next question.


“Y…you .. don’t hate me…. right?” She asked, and he broke the hug immediately.


She quickly looked down and took in her lower lip cutely, hoping that the question didn’t get him angry.


“Donna” he called, and she looked up.


“My Lord” she replied calmly.


“I can never hate you” he said, and she blinked.


He brought his right hand to her face, holding it up.


He stared at her lips for a while before looking into her eyes.


It didn’t take long before she started smiling cutely.


It’s now he notices she has dimples, not-so-deep ones, and it’s cute!


She drew closer and hugged him gently, resting her head on his chest.


“I promise never to defy you anymore, I’ll always listen to you, and I’ll…


“I hate promises” he interrupted, and she stopped talking.


“I’m sorry my Lord” she whispered, and he broke the hug.


“Tell me everything in details” he said.


“He told me about it some days ago, and I had plans to tell him that it’s not a good idea, but the moment I ran into him, even after I turned him down, he…


She stopped and took in her lip.


“Details” he said.


“K..k..ki…ss” she said slowly, and his eyes widened in anger.


Now he wants to kill him again, how could he!


He got down from the bed and drank from the brandy again, seems like it’s helping.


“The multicoloured woman snapped a picture of my face when she was dragging me to the sea” she suddenly said, and he dropped the bottle.


He knows exactly what that means, so he got his shirt and put it on.


He got one of his shirts and threw it on the bed.


“Get that on your body” he ordered, and she took it.


He walked out of the room immediately.


Mary got out of the duvet and put on the shirt, it barely even covers her @s$, it’s so short .


She lay back on the bed and covered herself, but she suddenly sighted his phone on the bed, right beside her.


She took it and pressed the on button.


His lock screen wallpaper is the tattoo of the crescent moon at the back of his hand.


She sighed before dropping the phone.


“It must mean something big to him” she muttered, remembering his face.


She has never seen his smile before, but even his mean and devilish expressions are hot, now that she’s thinking about it.


Immediately his thoughts flooded her head, she felt her cl+toris spreading apart on their own, her p+ssy got wet.


She had to press her thighs together to control herself.


“‘Whats wrong with me?’ she thought, and her mind went to their last s+x on the couch.


Her p+ssy got wetter.


“Gawd” she muttered, licking her lips as she covered herself completely, pressing her thighs more tightly on each other.


****


ROMANIO’S MANSION**


“Roma gosh!”


“I missed this!”


“Damn!”


“F*+*k me till I die!”


“Kill me baby!”


“Kill me with your c*+*k!”


“Break my f*+*king legs baby!”


Nightingale’s ear-splitting screams could he heard even twenty feets away from the mansion as Romanio knacked her angrily.


It wasn’t like the usual ones, but her p+ssy is always ready to take even something worse.


He was lying on the bed with her right side, and he was lying behind her same way, f+cking her @+sh0le, and at the same time, he was fingering her p+ssy with four fingers at once.


“Roma I love you I swear with my life!”


“I swear… please f+ck me harder daddy!”


“Give it to me daddy!”


Romanio’s fingers sunk more deeply and faster into her p+ssy, and loud sounds like footsteps accompanied the drilling.


He removed his fingers and concentrated on f+cking her @$s mercilessly, her mouth never closed for once, she was screaming like a mad woman.


He held her @$s apart with his palms and he rowed faster, reaching her g-sp+t at each drill.


He suddenly let go of the @$s before holding up her right leg, he pulled out and she looked back at him.


“Please f*+*k me again, I can’t get enough Roma” she begged.


He gave her lips a brutal kiss before returning his d+ck, into her p+ssy this time.


“Daddy yes!”


“I love you daddy!”


He was already inching close to an orgasm, so is she.


His hands worked on her b*+*bs in the front.


He was pressing her n+pples so hard as if to get milk out of them forcefully….


He was about to come down from his high when the door kicked open and Rosario came in, interrupting them.


Romanio didn’t stop though, he kept f+cking, and she kept screaming.


“We need to talk, Roma” Rosario said simply and left the room.


Romanio pulled out of her and poured his c+m on her p+ssy, it started dripping down as he stood.


“Get out” he ordered, throwing on his p+nts.


He left the room and met Rosario in the living room.


He picked a smoke and made to lighten it, but when he remembered his smoke problem, he stopped and threw it on the ashtray.


“I’m sorry” Rosario said, and he looked at him.


“For?”


“Everything, it’s only now I realize how selfish I’ve been” Rosario replied, and Romanio smirked.


“I won’t chose Donna over you, but you also have to understand me Roma”


“Then tell me everything in details” Romanio replied.


“That girl… she’s a proof that I’m a man”


Romanio’s eyes widened.


“Meaning?”


“She makes me hard” he replied, and Romanio’s eyes widened again.


“Hold on, she makes your d+ck rise?”


Rosario nodded simply.


“What the f+ck!”


“Yeah, I f+cked her a number of times already”


“F*+*k!, Rosa!” Romanio shouted shockingly.


“Stop shouting” Rosario replied and Romanio fell on the couch.


“You should have told me motherf+cker”


“Here comes the reason for my sorry” Rosario replied.


“So… she’s your d*+*k tamer, nothing more…. right?” Romanio asked, looking him in the eye.


Rosario looked away.


“She’s your s+x toy, nothing more…. right?” Romanio asked again, coming closer.


“Nothing more” Rosario replied at once, and Romanio patted him.


“We’re good”

“But come to think of it, isn’t it ridiculous that she’s the only one?, A sister for f+ck sake” he further said.


Rosario sighed.


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