Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Dante looked at Mireille who was fast asleep. He had ensured she had more than enough to eat before letting her go to sleep. She wasn’t just one being anymore so she had to eat more, according to his logic.

He did not mind that she was still at the very earliest stage of the pregnancy. The fact was that he wanted to take care of his child as much as he could.

He wanted to be far from being the type of father his own father was and he wanted to start now. The fear of being a bad father drove him.

Mireille stirred in her sleep and Dante bent over, tucking her in properly once more before walking away from the bed.

He sat on the chair behind the desk and placed his thumb on the handle of the drawer. A clicking noise came and the drawer opened.

He pulled open the drawer and picked up the picture that laid in the drawer. It was a picture of his father, his mother and young him.

Dante looked closely at the old picture and he could see the bruises on her hands which she had tried to cover with the long sleeve she was putting on.

His father had constantly beaten his mother and several times Dante had had to watch that. Dante however did not worry about being the type of husband his father was.

He knew he would rather lose everything, rather lose even his damned life than beat Mireille up. He loved her way too much than to ever hurt her.

Dante’s gaze softened at he stared at the necklace on his mother’s neck. It was a diamond necklace. A pink diamond, one of the rarest of its type.

It was a family heirloom of his mother’s family but his father found that stupid. He could make a whole lot of money from the necklace and he hated the fact that his wife was not letting him take the necklace away.

Dante shut his eyes and groaned, recalling his mother’s last words.

“Please find the heirloom. Please, Dante. Don’t let him auction the heirloom. Please, it’s a family heirloom. It is not meant for the market.” she had begged him as life slowly left her body.

Dante opened his eyes, his jaws clenched. His mother had died because of his father and the very next day after his mother’s death, his father brought a woman home to warm his bed.

Dante dropped the picture back into the drawers and locked the drawer. He still had to find the heirloom. He had asked his father severally about its location but the man had refused to tell him about it.

Dante did not want to recall how he had eventually killed the monster in his life.

The only person who most probably also knew the location of the heirloom was Mark. That was the real reason he was sparing Mark up till today.

Mark was his only ticket to finding the heirloom and fulfilling his mother’s last wish so he could not just eliminate his only way.

Dante shook all the thoughts out of his head.

“I am thinking way too much. I should enjoy being with Mireille for now.” he whispered to himself and got back in bed with her.

Perhaps the memories of the past were filling his head because he was also about to become a father.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I love you, Princess and I will always love you.” he whispered, kissed her forehead and shut his eyes to go to sleep.

*

The next day

“You still haven’t gotten Mireille?” Mark asked Jonas who has a face cap over his head.

He pulled the face cap off and ran a hand through his hair to smoothen it.

“I am sorry, boss.” he apologized and Mark just grinned this time.

“I am getting used to hearing you say those words, aren’t I?” He laughed softly.

“I am sorry, I apologize. Those words are words I hear from you everytime these days. So what is it this time? What is the reason you still haven’t brought that girl to me?” Mark asked.

“I thought I would be able to get her soon but she is no longer with James.” Jonas explained.

“Then who is she with?” Mark asked.

“With Dante Romano once more and you know how hard it will be for me to get her once she is with him. Please give me more time.” Jonas bowed his head.

“More time? I do not have more time to give to you!” Mark banged the table, losing his cool for a moment.

He drew in deep breaths and took a while before he calmed down.

“I have told you already Jonas. Bring her to me within the stipulated time or else I will have to get rid of your darling Belinda.” he replied and Jonas felt his lips quiver.

“I will do my best.” Jonas assured him.

“You’d better do just your best.” he grinned at his right hand man once more.

Mark however knew that Jonas would not be getting Mireille. He could not get Mireille for the past two months. A miracle wasn’t going to suddenly happen and Mark also knew that he had to have Jonas taken to Dante’s home by the next day if he did not want more trouble than he could ever handle.

He did not care if Jonas was going to be killed by Dante eventually or not. Jonas’s life was worth nothing anyways. A right hand man only mattered when he was useful. As soon as he turned out to be unproductive, he was to be discarded.

Mark already had it in mind to make someone else his right hand man. Perhaps someone who was capable than Jonas was. Someone who could assist him to dominate the mafia world once more.

If Jonas was the way for him to avoid trouble with Dante for the meantime, then he was more than willing to give Jonas away.

“You may leave. Find Mireille Mathieu for me as soon as possible.”

“Yes boss.” Jonas bowed and walked out of the room.

Immediately he was out, Mark grabbed his phone and dialed a contact.

“Hey.”

“Hello boss.” the voice on the other side of the line responded.

“He is on his way out of the company now. He has a black face cap on. Follow him for a bit until you get to where you can capture him without troubles.”

“As per your orders.”

“Once you are done, let me know so I can arrange for him to be sent to Dante’s home.”

“Alright, boss.”