Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
Getting It Back

“Go to sleep, Princess.” Dante cooed, his hand gently patting her hair. Mireille shut her eyes and relaxed into the bed.

She was so damn sleepy since she had barely slept a wink the previous night. Every time she thought it was over, Dante would pull her back, fucking her with renewed vigor.

And saying no? That was the last thing Mireille wanted to say. She had wanted it all above sleeping.

“Aren’t you going to sleep too?” Mireille opened her eyes right back.

Dante flashed her a small smile.

“I am fine.”

“Nah.” Mireille grumbled and grabbed his arm. He was seated on the edge of the bed so she pulled harder, wanting him to lay on the bed.

“It’s a Sunday anyways so you are not going to work. C’mon.” she urged him. Dante reached his hand forward and pinched the top of her nose.

“Not now.”

“I won’t be able to sleep well enough if you are not holding me.” Mireille mumbled and Dante stared at her for a few seconds before giving in.

He unbuttoned the first three buttons of his shirt and bent over to get the shoes off his feet when a knock came on the door.

Mireille pouted a bit, wondering what it could be. Dante straightened up, letting his shoes be and getting up on his feet. He walked over to the door and pulled it open, revealing Ditto.

Without a word, he stepped out of the room and shut the door behind him.

“Boss.” Ditto greeted.

“The issue?”

“Miss. Belinda is getting impatient.”

“Her best friend doesn’t want to let go of me though.” Dante whispered and chuckled.

“Just a minute.” he added and walked back into the room.

“Princess, I’ve got something to do.” he walked over to her bed and kissed her forehead.

“What do you have to do on a Sunday?” Mireille grumbled.

“Something important. I would be back in a couple of minutes.” he replied.

“Let me go with you.” Mireille offered, throwing the sheets off her body and getting on her feet quickly.

“Where else can I replace a princess as stubborn as you are?” Dante asked rhetorically before picking her up and dropping her back on the bed.

Dante pulled the sheets over her body, covering her up.

“You stay back in bed. I will be back.” his tone had a tinge of finality, informing Mireille he had his mind made up.

A pout appeared on her face as she watched Dante pull his drawer open, grab a picture she could not see and walk out of the room.

“Lead the way.” Dante said to Ditto as soon as he was out and Ditto led the way.

In no time, the both of them were descending the stairs that led into the basement.

“Oh god! You are here! Let her go, please!” Jonas begged as soon as Dante stepped in.

“You did not think it was going to be this easy, did you?” Dante asked and glanced over at Belinda who was seated on the bare floor, in chains.

“You should know I love taking things to the peak especially when I have been stressed over it before.” Dante looked back at Jonas.

“And you have stressed me a lot already.” Dante walked closer to Jonas.

“Please let her go. I will tell you what you want to hear already. Just let her live.” Jonas begged and for a second Dante thought of himself in that position. Chained and threatened with Mireille chained to the floor in front of him.

He could understand what Jonas was feeling but he shook the feeling away. As long as it wasn’t with Mireille, there was no reason for him to have a heart.

“Ditto.” Dante called.

“Yes boss.”

“What do you think about her leg? Would you like to drive a bullet into it? Or would you like to butcher it instead?” He grinned.

“Don’t! Dante don’t!” Jonas screamed and Dante punched him in the face with a groan, battering his face.

“You don’t tell me what to do.” he said as Jonas whimpered.

“Jonas!” Belinda gasped at the sight.

“Please.”

“Ditto?” Dante called, his tone impatient this time.

“I think sawing it off would be a great option. I would like to have her blood dripping down my body.” Ditto replied.

“You bastard! I know you have always wanted to kill her! Bastard!” Jonas screamed at Ditto, struggling to free himself.

All these while, Belinda just remained on the floor with a miserable and sad look on her face. She was scared though. She was in a room with three men and all three were from the mafia. That wasn’t the worst part, was it?

The worst part had to be that no one out there knew where she was. Even if she was killed, no one would know where she went to or the ones behind her disappearance.

“Alright. I will give you the chance to tell me where the necklace is.”

“Promise me you will spare her if I tell you. Promise… Promise me you won’t let Ditto touch her.”

“I promise.” Dante groaned out a response impatiently.

“My… My boss has a safe in the company…”

“Fuck.” Dante cursed, interrupting Jonas. He hated that this necklace was in Mark’s office.

Going over to a company even in the middle of the night always caused way too much ruckus that Dante hated but for the necklace, he sure would cause any amount of ruckus.

“Go on.”

“There’s a secret room in his office and it… It’s filled with paintings. There’s a painting of a blue rose in the middle. The safe is behind it.” Jonas confessed and Dante felt peace.

He was now so close to getting his hands on that necklace and satisfying his mother’s last wish.

“What does it take to open the safe?” Dante asked abd Jonas shut his eyes tightly in hesitation.

He badly did not want to reveal the information.

“You might want to open your eyes.” Dante informed him and when Jonas opened his eyes, it was to see Ditto pointing a gun at Belinda who had tears in her eyes and was begging Jonas to give them the information so she could be spared.

“Drop the gun!” Jonas yelled but Ditto of course did not listen.

“What does it take to open the safe? If I have to ask the third time, her two legs would be bading her body goodbyes.”

“It… Oh god, Bel.”

“Mark’s fingerprint, a password combination I honestly do not know and a scan of his eyeball.” Jonas revealed and Dante gave a single nod.

It was finally time to get Mark out of the way. He just had to get Mark and get rid of him as soon as he got his hands on the necklace.

“Take Belinda to another room.”

“Wh… what? You promised me, Dante!”

“Until I am sure you have said the absolute truth, I won’t be letting go of your lovely girlfriend.” Dante replied and looked back at Ditto who was freeing Belinda.

“Get the men ready. We are getting it back tonight.”

“Yes, boss.”