~~~Aria~~~
As I stood there, frozen in shock, I watched him take out his phone and call the police on his wife, pressing charges of attempted murder against her. The sound of his voice, firm and commanding, sent shivers down my spine. I felt a wave of fear wash over me as I realized that I could have been the one in her shoes, facing the consequences of his wrath. The thought sent a chill down my spine, and I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead.
But as I looked at him, I saw something unexpected - gratitude. His eyes, which had seemed so cold and hard just moments before, now shone with a warm, gentle light. It was as if he had finally seen me, really seen me, and was thankful for my presence in his life.
I felt a surge of emotion, a mix of relief and trepidation, as I realized that I had been given a second chance. I took a deep breath and asked for my freedom, hoping against hope that he would grant it to me. But instead, he pressed for me to let him show his gratitude properly, his eyes burning with intensity.
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. Part of me wanted to run, to escape from this situation and never look back. But another part of me was curious, wanted to see where this would lead. I glanced around at the guards, who were watching us with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. I could hear them whispering to each other, their voices low and urgent.
"What did she do to him?" one of them asked, their voice full of wonder.
"Who knew the boss could go soft on someone?" another replied, their tone skeptical.
But I tuned them out, focusing instead on the man in front of me. I could see the sincerity in his eyes, the genuine desire to make things right. And I found myself wanting to believe him, to trust him.
As the minutes ticked by, the tension between us began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of possibility. He took me to a luxurious hotel, where we sat down in a plush suite, surrounded by opulent furnishings and stunning views of the city. We talked for hours, laughing and joking, our conversation flowing easily.
And then, he proposed a deal to me - to be business partners with him. At first, the idea was appealing, the prospect of using my skills to make money and build a new life. But as I thought about it more, I realized that there were risks involved, that getting involved with him could lead to more trouble.
But as I looked into his eyes, I saw something there that gave me pause. It was a glimmer of hope, a sense that maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of something new, something better. And I found myself wanting to take a chance, to see where this would lead.
"So why did a beautiful lady like you venture into pickpocketing," he asked, taking a sip from his glass of wine
As he asked the question, I could feel my defenses rising, the familiar sting of pain and vulnerability threatening to surface. But I didn't want to go there, not now, not in front of him. So I brushed it off, trying to sound nonchalant, "Uhm... let's just say life hasn't been easy, and I had to survive."
I quickly shifted the focus to him, asking about his life, his story. And as he shared it with me, I felt a sense of connection, of understanding. We were both wounded, both carrying scars from our past. But while I had channeled my pain into pickpocketing, he had masked his behind a tough exterior, a Mafia persona.
As we stared into each other's eyes, I felt like I was seeing beyond the facade, beyond the mask. I saw the pain, the vulnerability, the humanity. And in that moment, something shifted inside me. I felt a spark of attraction, of connection.
And then, without warning, he pulled me into a kiss. It was intense, passionate, all-consuming. I felt like I was melting into him, like our bodies were becoming one. I wanted to protest, to push him away, but my body had other plans. It was like it had a mind of its own, craving more, craving him.
As we kissed, I felt the heat building between us, the tension rising. I was lost in the moment, lost in the sensations, lost in him. And I knew, in that moment, that I was in trouble. Big trouble.
I couldn't think straight and my body wasn't helping either, as it quickly gave in. I sucked in a breath as he pulled me closer. He took me in his arms and made me sit on him as we continued kissing while he moved me into the room, making me land on the bed panting heavily as he stared at me with lustful eyes.
"Wow, you're so beautiful, so perfect," he mumbled to himself.
I felt so powerful seeing the lust and desire in his eyes he had for me, the almighty Mafia Zeus was drawn to my body, "could you two please skip to the good path," a flirtatious voice said in my head.
Just then he took of his shorts as his dick came to life, licking with Precum, I instantly wished I could lick off those precum, but before I could do that he was on the bed with me and he lifted up my legs and buried his face in my cunt, licking and sucking.
I fingered my fingers in his dark long and curly hair, and grabbed hard when a sensation of what he was doing overtook me and I found myself shuddering and whimpering in pleasure. He stopped his assault long enough and positioned himself between my legs as he guided his dick inside me thrusting it with one firm move.
"AHHH!" I moaned as the pleasure shot through me at the invasion, he froze and looked at me with a worried look.
"Are you a virgin?" He asked
"No, I'm just still very tight, now please, fuck me." I said staring at him the pleasure surging through my veins had already taken over.
He started thrusting in and out of me, fast and hard. I moaned with every thrust, he bent down and kissed me hard and continued to fuck me hard. The sensation kept building and I then felt myself falling as the orgasm hit me hard and I screamed out his name.
"Ohh my goodness, Zeus!!" I moaned in pleasure
"Call me daddy." He said as he still wasn't done yet, he kept thrusting harder and harder, "you're mine alone, and only mine." He said fiercely as he too got to his climax and came.
Not long after it ended, he rolled over and drew me closer to him again, he turned me so that I was facing him like he didn't just have me a while ago, I let him have his way again because at this point all I could think about was how good his dick really was inside me.
He turned me so that I was on all fours and began thrusting inside me from behind. "Yes daddy, fuck me hard." I moaned
"Don't say a word, you're going to ruin this for me," he said as he kept thrusting harder and faster, I felt his breath against my neck as he bent me over giving him more access, a deep intense pleasure tightening my muscles as I gripped the sheets trying to hold myself to the bed, minutes later we came again almost at the same time as we both fell on the bed, the sound of our heart beats and panting could be heard all over the room.
As I lay there, wrapped in Zeus' arms, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration and wonder. The intensity of our passion had left me breathless, and I could still feel the echoes of pleasure coursing through my body.
I looked up at Zeus, who was watching me with a soft, gentle expression. His eyes, which had seemed so hard and cold just hours before, now seemed warm and inviting.
"Get some sleep," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear.
But I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with thoughts and emotions, and my body was still humming with pleasure. I felt alive, energized, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time.
I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of satisfaction and contentment. Who would have thought that I, a small-time pickpocket, would end up in bed with the infamous Zeus of Haven city? Life was full of surprises, and I was grateful for this one.
As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't shake off the feeling that my life had just taken a dramatic turn. Being on Zeus' good side was a powerful feeling, and I knew that I had gained something valuable.
The thought of being marked as his was both exhilarating and intimidating. I knew that it came with its own set of risks and challenges, but I was ready to face them head-on.
As I fell asleep, I felt a sense of hope and anticipation. I knew that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't even imagine, and I was eager to see what the future held.