Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
A Pleasant Surprise

“You really want to do this?” Dante asked Mireille, the pains evident in his voice. His heart was ridden with guilt to the point where he could not replace it in him to convince her to stay.

“Y-yes, Dante. I want to leave you, I want to leave all of you. You, James, Belinda. I want to live everything behind and start a new life for myself.” tears rolled down as she said those words.

“I will be leaving, Dante. Please don’t come after me. I don’t want you anymore.” she added and picked up the bag she had dumped to the floor.

She picked a few more things and threw it into the bag. Once she was done, she pulled the ring off her finger and dropped it on the desk.

“We are done, Dante.” she made to walk past him but Dante held her hand, stopping her.

He pulled her back to the desk where she had dropped the ring and he picked up the ring, spread her hands and dropped the ring in her hands.

“You should take it with you.”

“No, Dante. I won’t…”

“There’s no one else I am going to give it to. You are the only woman I have ever loved and the only woman I will ever love all my life so you should have it, Princess.”

Mireille sighed softly, giving in but Dante wasn’t done. He pulled the drawers open and picked the pink diamond necklace out.

“You are forgetting this too. It’s yours.”

“I am not going to be taking that along with me, Dante. I am no longer your woman and so you should keep it to yourself.”

“You are wrong.” Dante let out a low growl.

“You are still my woman, Mireille. We might have broken up but that doesn’t change the fact that you are my woman and I am your man.” he let go of her hand and moved behind her.

“I already gave this to you. You have to take it along with you if you will be leaving, Princess because until the very end, you are still my princess and a Princess deserves nothing less than this.”

Mireille’s eyes swelled with more tears as he fixed the necklace on her neck and pulled away from her. Mireille glanced at him one last time and turned to leave but Dante grabbed her hand again.

Seeing her leave was too hard on him.

“Let go of me, Dante.” she cried.

“Can you tell me one last time that you love me? And can you kiss me one last time?” Dante requested.

“No!” Mireille refused and jerked her hands out of his. She walked towards the door and held the door knob before she stopped.

Dropping the bag to the floor, she turned and rushed back to him. She grabbed him by the collar, pulling him down to her height and crashing her lips on his.

Their lips parted for each other as they kissed. Dante wrapped an arm around her, as if not wanting to let go of her even after this kiss.

Their breath was shaky but their lips met passionately and Dante’s tongue swept over Mireille’s tongue in her mouth, kissing her deeply.

The kiss didn’t last long before Mireille pulled away, keeping their foreheads pressed together.

“I love you Dante.” she said the words and ran off in tears, grabbing the bag and running out of the room.

“Love is supposed to be selfless and this is me being selfless like I should be. So fly away, beautiful bird. Spread those wings, be free and be safe.” Dante whispered before a loud growl left his throat.

He picked up the desk and smashed it against the wall.

“She’s gone! You bastard! You lost her like you lost your mother! You lost her like a monster loses everyone who loves him! That’s right! You are a monster like they all say! A fucking monster!!”

*

“Let’s go, James.” Mireille’s voice could barely say properly but James understood her words.

“It’s okay, Mireille.” he wrapped an arm around Mireille and led her back into the car, into the backseat of the car this time around.

He was glad that Mireille had not changed her mind while up there with Dante but he knew most of the credits still went to Dante.

He knew that if Dante wanted Mireille to stay back, Dante would have done that still. James was more than relieved that Mireille was back in the car though.

The plan was 80 percent done. The remaining 20 percent was him convincing Mireille not to return to Dante when she replaces out that her baby was still alive and not dead like she had been thinking all these while.

James felt his heart ache as he heard Mireille sobbing uncontrollably in the backseat of the car but he assured himself that this was all because of her.

He wasn’t doing the wrong thing. He was helping Mireille and Mireille would thank him in the future for saving her from Dante’s grip.

The drive back home was without a word as Mireille cried all the way back home. James parked the car and stepped out, moving over to the backseat. He opened the door and helped Mireille out.

“Please stop crying. Everything will be fine in no time. You will replace someone else. Someone who loves you better, someone who is not dangerous like Dante. You will replace someone better.” He assured her but Mireille shook her head.

“You never wanted me to be with Dante anyways. I am sure you are happy now that things are over. Y’all annoy me, every one of you disgust me!” She said painfully and James felt even more hurt but the next thing she said made him feel better immediately.

“I want to leave this place entirely. I am tired of everyone already and I might break apart completely if I continue to stay here. Just like you wished for, I want to leave this place as soon as possible.” Mireille said to him.

“Mireille, you just made a good decision. I will choose the perfect place for you to go to. You can leave whenever you want. In five days? A week?”

“No. I want to leave tomorrow night.” Mireille replied, surprising James himself.

But it was a pleasant surprise anyways. This just made things much more better.