Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
Who The Boss Is

Jonas removed the shaded glasses he had on and dropped it on the other seat on the car. He looked at Belinda’s home, staring at it fondly.

He knew that Belinda was in there but he also knew that he would not be welcomed if he tried to go and meet her. He dropped his head on the steering wheel and remained that way for the next couple of minutes, thinking about his relationship with Belinda. He reminisced about their sweet moments together and then the look on her face when she saw him run away from the gardens.

His phone rang pulling him out of his thoughts. Jonas picked up the call that came from one of his men.

“Hey?”

“Hello sir. I just figured out that Mireille Mathieu has moved out of Dante Romano’s home.” the man informed and Jonas’s eyes lit up.

“Where is she now?” He asked, almost excitedly.

“She is staying with her brother now, James Mathieu.”

“Great.” Jonas remarked and ended the call. He dropped his phone, his eyes now brighter than they had been before the call.

Mireille being out of Dante’s home was a huge relief to him. Although James security too was great, it was nothing close to that of Dante Romano’s home.

“I will be able to get my hands on Mireille Mathieu in no time as long as she is not with Dante Romano.” he grinned and then looked at Belinda’s home once more.

“I am going to hand Mireille over to my boss and save you, Belinda. I will keep you safe.”

*

“I will think about what you have said, James.” Mireille concluded eventually.

“Please do think about it carefully.” James replied softly and pulled away from Mireille, taking his hands off her shoulders.

“And are you sure that you do not want me to call the doctor?” He asked.

“I don’t need the doctor.” Mireille mumbled a response and James nodded, pressing his lips into a thin line. James took one last look at the room and was about leaving when his gaze landed on the blue teddy bear beside her bed.

He gulped down hard and his jaws clenched, seeing the blue teddy bear. It was an affirmation to his suspicions. Something had been going on between Mireille and Dante before he returned and Dante was already in love with Mireille.

James however said nothing about it, after all he had already parted Mireille from Dante and as soon as Mireille agreed to leave the country, she would not have a reason to see Dante ever again.

There was no need to worry about a love that was destined to fail and was already failing.

He walked out of the room and Mireille shut her eyes, feeling a bit better with his exit. He was back to choking her and it sure did not feel too good at all.

She remained at her window for a few more seconds before her phone ringing brought her back. She walked out of her room and picked her bag from where she had dropped it earlier.

She reached for her phone inside of the bag and found that it was Belinda who had called her. Her eyes widened is pleasant surprise and she hurriedly called back.

Belinda picked the call at the second ring.

“Belinda!” Mireille called.

“Mireille.” Belinda called her name.

“Oh my god, Belinda! Why have you been ignoring my calls and messages?” Mireille asked.

“I just don’t know how to talk to you, Mireille. I brought you into danger. I swear I had no idea that Jonas was that type of guy. I had no idea that he was going to try to hurt you.”

“I know you had no idea, Belinda. You will never have taken me there if you knew what kind of guy he is. And you were in danger yourself. Please do not blame yourself, Bel.”

“I can’t help it, Mireille. I should have been smarter. I should have known when he kept asking questions about you.”

“No, Bel. I also did not think he could ever try to harm me when you told me he was asking questions about me. I mean, I don’t even know him and that night was the first time I saw him so I don’t know why in the world he would have come after me.”

“I am sorry I put you in danger, Mireille. Please forgive me.”

“There is nothing to forgive, Bel. It was not your fault at all.” Mireille assured her.

“I really want him to be caught, Mireille. I want to see that bastard.”

“We can’t tell the cops, Bel.” Mireille saif to Belinda.

“I know that. Dante, Ditto and the other men would be arrested if we tell the cops about it.”

“I am glad you understand that, Bel but you do not have to worry.” Mireille bit down on her lower lip.

“He will be caught eventually.” Mireille added. She knew Dante was not the type to let such things go and she needed no one to tell her that Dante was searching for Jonas at the moment.

“I am sorry once more.”

“C’mon, Belinda.” Mireille grumbled and walked into her room with her bag held in her other hand.

*

Mark was in his office, leaned back in his chair with the usual irritated look on his face. He missed the days he was always busy with work but now he was less busy with work as Dante was pulling his deals away from him.

The door of his office opened and his personal assistant walked in.

“Good morning boss. You have a guest.” the beautiful lady informed.

“I said I don’t want to see anyone for now.”

“It’s Dante Romano, CEO and chairman of Romano’s Corporations, should I tell him to leave?” She asked.

Mark was confused for the next few seconds. Why in the world was Dante here? Could it be because of Mireille Mathieu? Or was Dante ready to take his life now?

Mark shook his head slightly. Even if Dante was ready to kill him now, Dante would not be stupid enough to kill him in his office where it would be clear that he was the murderer.

“Tell him to come in.” Mark finally said.

“Yes sir.” the lady walked out and about a minute later, the door opened again and Dante walked in, all alone.

“Hello Mark.” Dante walked closer and sat himself in the chair opposite Mark.

“What are you doing here, Dante?” Mark asked.

“You guess.” Dante replied.

“I cannot guess what is going on in the mind of a bastard.” Mark replied and Dante chuckled.

“You sure can’t.” His look turned grim in a second.

“You have joked around way too much, Mark but I will be merciful to you and put your sins on your silly right-hand man who does not know when to refuse missions. He has taken on more than he can ever handle. Give Jonas to me and I will let this slide.”

“And why do you think I will give him to you?” Mark asked.

“Because I am the boss now, isn’t that obvious? I call the shots, Mark. It’s not you anymore and it isn’t your old friend, Lorenzo Romano who is six feets under the soil. I am the boss and you will do whatever I ask of you.”

Mark gritted his teeth in anger.

“You are not the boss, Dante.”

“If I don’t see Jonas bundled in front of my home in three days, then we will see who the boss is.”