Chapter 3

Joanna whimpered, her body shaking as Miquel held her set up against the wall. She realized that she was frail against him, his solidarity and his mercilessness overpowering her.

"I'll... I'll be great," she murmured, her voice shaking with dread.Miquel's grin enlarged, his eyes blazing with a ruthless glimmer.

"Great young lady," he murmured, delivering her cheek with a fast slap.

"Presently, how about we ensure you know your place?"Miquel drove Joanna away from the wall, sending her faltering in reverse.

She staggered and tumbled to her knees, her eyes augmenting in dread as he lingered over her.

"Presently, remove my shoes," he requested, his voice cold and an unusual grin all over.Joanna faltered, her hands shaking as she went after the bands of his costly dress shoes.

She unfastened them gradually, her heart dashing as she pulled them off individually, putting them to the side on the floor.

"Presently, creep to the bed," he said, a hazardous glimmer in his eyes.Joanna's throat fixed, her heart pounding against her ribcage as she submissively slithered towards the bed, her hands and knees cold against the hardwood floor.

Miquel followed behind her, his strides reverberating in the quietness of the room.

At the point when they arrived at the bed, he plunked down on the edge, his eyes fixed on Joanna's shutter structure. He adored how she was looking.

"Eliminate the remainder of your dress," he requested, his voice bound with a touch of fulfillment.Joanna delicately gestured, her fingers mishandling the buttons on her torn wedding dress as she eliminated it piece by piece.

Joanna remained before Miquel, totally stripped, her body presented and powerless against his look.

She could feel his eyes wandering over her, his craving obvious in the manner in which his breath animated.

"Pivot," he requested, his voice frosty and undermining. "I need to see that damn ass."Joanna delayed, her eyes loading up with tears, yet she knew not to oppose him.

She pivoted, her hands covering her bosoms as she attempted to safeguard her unobtrusiveness.

Miquel laughed, his hands running all over her legs, his fingers following the bends of her body.

"Mm, such an ideal little body," Miquel mumbled, his hands grasping her hips firmly.

"I can hardly hold on to having my fill of you."Joanna shivered, her entire body trembling with dread and disgrace. She chomped her lip to keep down a cry, her psyche dashing with contemplations of departure.

Yet, she realized that there was never a way out from a brutal Mafia's grip.

"Get on the bed," he requested, his voice ruling out contention.Joanna got in line, creeping onto the bed, her body shaking with every development.

Miquel moved onto the bed behind her, his huge casing approaching over her like a hunter.He ran his hands over her back, his fingers following down her spine and over the bend of her hips.

"Such a little lady," he mumbled, his breath hot against her skin.

"Also, presently, that is no joke."Joanna let out a shivering cry, her body wracked with dread and gloom.

Miquel laughed, his fingers following lower, following the line of her butt.He inclined down, his lips squeezing against Joanna's neck, his teeth brushing her skin in a perilous touch.

"You're mine to do with however I see fit," he snarled, his words a dull commitment of what might be on the horizon.

"Furthermore, I will partake in every last bit of you, my sweet little lady of the hour."Joanna whimpered, her body straining as Miquel's hands slid lower, his fingers examining between her legs.

"You're so wet for me, my little lady," Miquel mumbled, his voice a blend of joy and entertainment.

"It appears to be your body understands what your brain would rather not concede. You need this, Joanna. You need me."Joanna bit her lip, attempting to keep down a groan as Miquel's fingers kept on investigating her.

She preferred not to just own it yet. He was correct; her body was deceiving her, answering his touch regardless of her repugnance and fear.

"Try not to battle it," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "You have a place with me now."Miquel's fingers slid further, his touch lighting a fire inside Joanna's body.

She let out a wheeze, unfit to contain her pleasure as he kept on playing with her, his fingers circumnavigating her most delicate regions.

"That is all there is to it, my little lady of the hour," he murmured, his lips following down her neck.

"Yield to me."Joanna's breath came in sharp wheezes, her body curving against his touch.She realized she ought to battle, ought to attempt to oppose, however her body was at that point lost to his touch, her psyche consumed with want.

Miquel's hands proceeded with their investigation, his fingers pushing further, his thumb revolving around her clit.

Joanna's groans developed stronger, her body shaking with delight as he drove her increasingly close to the brink.

"I will make you cum for me," he mumbled, his voice a low snarl.

"And afterward, I will take you, my little lady of the hour. I will make you mine all around."Joanna shouted out, her body curving as Miquel's fingers drove her past the brink, her climax crashing over her like a wave.

Miquel's touch mellowed, his fingers easing back as Joanna's body shuddered with the consequential convulsions of her delivery.

"Such a decent young lady," he mumbled, his voice a low murmur in her ear.

"Presently, it's my move."He pushed her onto her back, his body approaching over hers as he stripped down, his eyes eager and possessive.

Joanna shuddered, her eyes broadening as she saw the size of Miquel's erection, the hardness of his body as he situated himself between her legs.

Miquel's hands stroked Joanna's thighs, his touch delicate, however firm, as he situated himself at her entry."Take a gander at me," he requested, his voice so cold and extraordinary.Joanna met his look, her eyes enlarged with dread.

Miquel's grin was ruthless, his eyes dim with desire. "This is the second you become mine, Joanna. The second you become my significant other and my slave."He pushed his raised phallus inside her, his breath getting heavier as he filled her totally.