Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Mireille was shivering with fear and confusion as she remained where Dante had left her. Her eyes were filled with tears and her breath was rough and uneven.

She regretted that she had asked Dante for them to go out on this ride. She should have just stayed home and watched a movie like Dante had suggested.

“Oh my god, what’s going on?” She whispered and ran her hands over the wristwatch.

She heard a gunshot and her heart skipped a beat.

“Oh god. Please that shouldn’t be Dante.” she clasped her hands together.

She did not know what was going on but she prayed Dante should be safe and alive at the end of it all.

Another gunshot and rustling of dry leaves made more tears roll down her cheeks. The rustling of dry leaves got closer to where she was making her breath hitch.

Another gunshot and she heard a thud with whoever had been getting closer to her, dropping down definitely dead. Mireille shut her eyes tightly, tears rolling down.

Another gunshot and she heard someone curse. It was Dante. She felt a bit of relief hearing his voice. He was still alive after all.

She could hear the leaves crumbling and rustling as the men ran. Mireille was pretty sure Dante was trying to lead them away from where she was hiding.

Several gunshots filled the air and Mireille sent her hands into the soil. How would Dante survive all these gunshots?

“Oh, oh. Finally laid my hands on the all powerful Dante Romano.” she heard a man laugh.

“You little bastard!” She heard Dante groan.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Oh yeah? This little bastard is going to be the end of you, Dante Romano. I heard you were all powerful and that it was so hard to harm you. I guess you were overhyped big time.” he laughed.

“Who did you learn from? Get rid of me already and leave. Wasting time would do you no good.”

Mireille shook her head with tears rolling down. How could Dante ask whoever that was to get rid of him already?

“But this is such a great accomplishment for me so why should I hurry it up?”

“Bring out your phone and capture the moment.” the man ordered one of his men.

“Stupid bastard!” Dante gritted his teeth and Mireille gasped as she heard the sound of someone being punched, followed by a groan from Dante.

“Isn’t this the biggest mafia boss of the country?”

Mireille’s eyes widened with shock. Mafia boss? Dante was involved with the mafia?!

Her hands clasped over her mouth as she finally understood it all. Having so many guards, an heavy security system, having a gun in his possession almost everywhere, killing people and getting away with it, getting involved in gun fires. This was the reason behind it!

Dante was in the mafia and not once had he attempted to tell her. Tears rolled down Mireille’s cheeks furiously.

“He is going to die in my hands now and it was all so easy. All I had to do was to have a spy amongst his men and I got the news that our powerful man here was going on a drive without any of his man.” the man said and Mireille was sure he was making the video.

“A lot of people would be happy at your death, Dante Romano. You are not supposed to grow so powerful to the point you grew up to. And good news? No one will ever find out I killed you so none of your alliances in and outside of the country will be able to come after me for getting rid of you.” he laughed.

“Just fucking kill me already!” Dante groaned.

“Yeah, at the count of five.”

Mireille heard the other man say and she shook her head repeatedly.

She could not let that happen.

“Five.”

“I love you Princess, I love our baby too” Dante mumbled, biting down hard on his lips as he realised that he had finally reached his end. It was time for him to join his beastly father in hell.

“Four.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

Dante shut his eyes, expecting the gunshot but the next sound that pierced the tense air was not a gunshot, it was a shout from Mireille.

“Stop!!” She screamed, getting out of her hiding spot.

“Mireille!” Dante gasped, his eyes widening in panic.

“No… No! Why did you step out?!” He yelled and Mireille brushed the tears off her cheeks.

“Oh yes, I did hear that you left home with your woman. She looks so beautiful.” the man grinned like a maniac as two of his men grabbed Mireille.

“Let her go! Bastards, let go of her right now!!” Dante screamed, struggling to get out of the grip of the men holding him down.

“She is really beautiful.” he caressed Mireille’s face as she cried.

“Don’t touch her with those filthy hands!” Dante yelled.

“Oh, you seem to love her a lot. Why don’t I touch her even more?” He grinned, infuriating Dante even more.

“Hold her down. I need to get a taste of Dante Romano’s woman.” The man ordered and the two men holding Mireille pushed her to the ground littered with dry leaves.

“Nooooooooooooo!!!” Dante screamed as Mireille cried.

“I am sure Dante Romano’s taste in a woman is so high. Can’t wait to have a taste of her too.”

“Please!! Please don’t!!” Mireille begged and the man crouched down, hitting her face.

“Shut the fuck up!!”

Ignoring the pain in his shot leg, Dante pushed off one of the men holding him down and knocked the gun out of his hand. He was about reaching for the gun when some other men pulled him back to his knees.

“Don’t be such a trouble, Dante Romano. Just watch carefully as I fuck your woman. Make him watch.”

“Don’t! You are making the biggest mistake of your life! Don’t touch her!” Dante screamed as the man unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers.

“Don’t you dare!!”

Right at the moment, footsteps approaching filled the forest and Dante felt his heart light up with hope.

His men had arrived.

“Damnit!” The man cursed, pulling his trousers back up while the men holding Mireille down let go of her.

The man grabbed a gun from one of his men.

“I wouldn’t be able to taste her but I will still be able to see you die!” He yelled and shot at Dante who had his eyes shut.

One second passed and another but Dante felt nothing. He opened his eyes just as Mireille fell in front of him with a soft thud to the floor.

She had taken the hit.

“Mireille!” He screamed her name as Ditto arrived at where they were and the shootings started.

Dante grabbed Mireille’s body, pulling her close to him.

“No! No! Mireille, please don’t… Don’t close your eyes.” He pressed his hand to her bloodied side, trying to stop the bleeding.

“D-Dante.” Mireille stuttered.

“Don’t say a word, I will get you out of here. You will be fine. Just hold on.” Dante groaned, trying to get onto his feet since he had been shot in his leg.

“I… I feel so weak.” Mireille cried.

“You will be fine.”

“Boss.” Ditto got to Dante’s side.

“Take her to the hospital, I am injured right now.” Dante was about to hand Mireille over to Ditto but Mireille held onto his shirt with the last strength left in her.

“I… I love you, Dante.” her eyes shut after those words.

“No! No! Mireille! Wake up, please!!”