Katherina Barone set on a mission to find intel on the Italian mafia Leader but instead he find her but he doesn't wanna kill her, he wants to team up with her.
What will happen next?"
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"You really are a filthy slut." He breathed against my ear, I...
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𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞
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I zipped up my lace dress and applied my gloss to my lips. Turning around in the mirror giving myself a kiss. I look good.
Walking down the stairs I was greeted by my parents tearing each others face off while grinding up on each other.
"Could y'all fuck in the room and not where I watch tv? It's very disturbing." I complained walking to the kitchen to grab me a water bottle.
"Sorry sweetie."
"Aren't y'all too old to be fucking anyways." I complained taking a sip from my water and my dad flipped me off while buttoning his shirt up.
"We're in our 40's shut up." He argued and I blank faced him. "Close enough." I shrugged sending him a middle finger as I left out.
Parents these days.
I got into his lambo which I convinced mom to seduce him into getting it back. All I had to do was promise her mother daughter time.
I'm actually such a genius tbh. I drove back to the place as I listened to Beyoncé. She's honestly such an icon.
Pulling up into the parking lot seeing Leonardo's broken car made me laugh. I checked myself in the mirror one more time before getting out.
"I really am hot." I muttered to myself as my heels clicked against the ground with each step I took. I finally learned clipboard girls name it was Athena.
She's really nice actually. I went to the bar and asked for a margarita, Some of the hot dudes were eyeing me but I was only focused on one.
Roman.
His eyes fell upon me as he was talking to a man while drinking from his glass in a private booth. I watched him down the drink as he held eye contact with me.
I wanted his head buried between my thighs making me cum so much that I was overstimulated with pain and pleasure.
He motioned for me to come over and I simply rolled my eyes turning back to the bar where my drink was ready for me.
I pulled out my phone as I sipped on my margarita. My mind just kept thinking about Roman, even while watching random videos I couldn't get him out my head.
I never had sex a lot because men could never get me off. I wanted a man to take control to the point I had to beg just to cum.
Or spank me when I get out of line. I was submissive but a bratty one. I wanted someone to put my needs before fulfilling his during sex but I also wanted him to not fulfill them if he didn't want to.
