The Mafia's Good Girl
The Mafia’s Good Girl – Chapter 28

~ Damon ~

Today was a long day for Damon and his men. They went out early in the morning at the crack of down to be at Port Newark. They were getting a big shipment from Italy, a truckload filled with stolen art and expensive antique jewelry from the Renaissance period. His contacts from Palermo had shipped it over. But once the ship arrived, they learned that someone had hijacked their cargo. There was nothing left inside the container. 65 million dollars worth of goods disappeared into thin air.

Of course, Damon and his men didn’t take this lightly. They went to work and figured out the mole that gave out the information. It didn’t take them long to find out that the ship captain was blackmailed by the Maranzano family. He was forced to give up the cargo or his family would be murdered.

“I’m sorry. They caught us in the water before we docked, we—“

* BANG ! *

Not giving the ship captain a chance to explain, Damon nodded at Liam and he shot the captain right in the head. The ship captain fell dead to the ground and his men shuddered in fear. Damon clenched his fists and walked out of the ship’s cargo and back to the dock. Adrian and Liam followed after him, but his other men stayed behind to finish the job. The guns were loaded and they killed off everyone who turned their backs on Damon Van Zandt. Everyone in that ship was dead within minutes. There was no room for traitors in the family and this was nothing personal.

Standing by the edge of the water, Damon pulled out his phone and dialed a number. Not long after, a deep voice answered the call, “Ciao,”

“Hugo,” Damon said. “You were right about them. They took the bait,”

“I trust you know what to do next?” the person on the other line replied. “Godspeed and good luck, mio figlio,”

Damon’s lips twitched into a smile and he ended the call. Meanwhile, Adrian and Liam were standing behind him and waiting for their next instructions.

“What do you want us to do now, boss?” Liam asked, sounding rather impatient.

Damon didn’t answer him right away. He took out a cigarette and Adrian flicked a lighter on for him. Then he took a deep drag of his cigarette and released a cloud of white smoke into the air.

With razor-sharp eyes that were ready to kill, Damon turned to Liam and said, “We bring them hell,”

A smile curved up Liam’s face almost instantly. Their b***d was boiling as Damon and his men went back to their cars. Adrian pulled out his phone and connected it to a laptop. Within seconds, they were able to track the movements of the cargo, finding out the location of the Maranzano family’s warehouse. Damon and his men came to bring them hell and that was exactly what they did.

After arriving at the location in Brooklyn and scouting the area, Damon and his men waited until sundown before they started their plan. They planted explosives all around the warehouse and even at the underwater tunnels below the building. Damon stood on the rooftop of a building across from the warehouse and waited as cars after cars filled with the Maranzano family’s men entered the warehouse. They must be partying and having a ball right now. They thought they hit the jackpot, successfully stealing from Damon and his business partner. But what they didn’t know was that at 10 PM sharp, everything would be turned into dust.

“Boss?” Liam turned to Damon as the clock struck ten.

“Do it,” Damon replied.

Liam nodded and pressed a button on his phone. Within seconds, they heard a loud banging sound and fire exploded from the building.

* BANG! * BANG! * BANG! *

The whole warehouse collapsed under the ground and it was engulfed in flames. The fire burned throughout the night, and tomorrow morning, the cops and the building inspector would conclude that there was a gas failure and it caused the explosion. Everything was planned and executed perfectly. Damon stood proudly in his spot, smiling at the hell he’d created.

“Damn,” Adrian chuckled and shook his head. “65 million dollars and it turned into a firework show,”

Damon didn’t say anything in response. Sure, 65 million dollars seemed like a lot of money, but his revenge was priceless. Besides, once he got rid of all of the Maranzano family, Damon planned on taking over their territory and he’d get all his money back in no time.

“Hey, where are you going?” Adrian asked as Damon turned around and walked away.

“Blowing off steam,” Damon said simply.

Liam and Adrian stayed behind and Liam shot Adrian a confused look. Adrian only shrugged and rolled his eyes. Damon kept on walking as the fire behind him burned brighter. He had finished a big job and it was now time for a celebration.

Which means one thing and one thing only.

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Damon arrived back at the estate after midnight. The house was dark and quiet as everyone had gone to sleep, except Elena and a couple of the maids who waited for him.

“Welcome back, Mr. Van Zandt,” they said and bowed their heads as Damon entered the house.

Damon didn’t say a word and walked straight for the stairs. His steps were quick and his eyes were focused. He passed by his office and continued down the hall until he arrived at Violet’s bedroom.

With no hesitation, Damon creaked the door open and found Violet sleeping soundly on the bed. The room was dark and the only source of light came from the window. Damon stepped closer to the bed and Violet stirred. The duvet was pushed to the side and it revealed the thin nightgown covering her body. Damon couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful curves. His hands were itching to touch her skin.

“You should be up waiting for me,” he muttered lowly.

Violet stirred again and her eyes fluttered open. She was looking right at Damon, but it took her a while to register what was happening.

“Damon!“ she gasped in shock. “I, I mean, master…”

Violet’s body jerked up and Damon put a finger to her lips.

“Sssh, I’m not here for games,” he said. “This is going to be quick and painful. So just take it like a good girl,”

Violet’s eyes widened in fear. Damon let out a smirk as he started undoing his tie. She could only stare in silence as he tied her hands with the tie. Once her hands were firmly tied together, Damon rolled her on the bed until her face was facing the pillow. With one knee resting on the bed, Damon undid his belt and kept his eyes on the hem of her nightgown barely covering her a*s.

“I told you to stop wearing these,” Damon hissed and gripped her underwear.

Violet didn’t say a word. With a strong grip, Damon then tore the underwear apart and left her a*s exposed to the air. Violet gasped in horror.

* SMACK! *

Damon slapped her a*s with the belt and Violet flinched in pain.

“Ah!” she screamed.

“Are you gonna obey your master from now on?” Damon said and he grabbed the collar on the nightstand. He angrily and roughly wrapped it around her neck and secured it tightly, cutting off her oxygen. “Or am I gonna have to make you obey?”

Violet couldn’t even breathe let alone answer.

* SMACK! *

Damon slapped her a*s again and loosened the collar around her neck. Violet’s entire body shuddered and shook.

“I-I’m sorry, that won’t happen again,” she stammered and panted.

After securing the collar to her neck, Damon then wrapped his belt around her ankles and tied them together. Violet lay helplessly on the bed as she couldn’t move an inch. Damon took his time taking off his clothes and admiring the view of Violet’s round a*s and her plump pússy lips.

s**t. She’s so fúcking sexy.

Damon couldn’t wait for a second longer. He was already hard and stiff. He climbed on top of her and rubbed his length on her bouncy a*s. Using his hands, he parted her a*s and her pússy lips. With her legs tied together like this, Damon had to force his way into her, but it only made things better.

Violet let out a sigh as Damon’s tip slowly entered her. Damon teased her with his tip and it didn’t take long before she got all wet and bothered. Damon let out an appreciative g***n as he pushed himself deeper. His shaft stretched her tight walls and he kept going until he was completely engulfed in her. She felt so warm and so tight, Damon couldn’t help but g***n again.

Fúck. Such a good girl.

Damon picked up the pace and he could feel her clenching all around him. He snaked a hand under her stomach and his fingers reached for her clit. He pressed his thumb roughly on her sensitive bud as he pounded mercilessly into her. Violet couldn’t stop the m***s coming out of her throat and it was like music to his ears.

“Do you want to cúm, sweet girl?” Damon teased and moved his h**s in a circular motion as he was inside her.

“Yes, please,” she begged. “Please let me cúm,”

Damon pulled himself out and put his hand on her entrance. He pushed two fingers into her hole and started shaking her body relentlessly. Violet’s eyes rolled back and she let out a scream.

“Come,” he ordered.

“Ahhh!” Violet came unraveling and squirting all around the bed.

“Yes, baby, that’s it,” Damon was smiling from ear to ear, clearly pleased with what he saw. His hands moved harder and he pushed her órgasm further. She was squirting so much, his whole hand was drenched in her juices.

Fúck yes. That was so hot.

Damon pulled his hand out and gave her some time to recover. Using her sweet juices, Damon rubbed and stroked his length, making them wet. He then positioned Violet’s body so that she was in a kneeling position. Her face was still flushed on the bed, but her a*s was sticking up. Damon stood behind her with his hands grabbing her a*s and his length running up and down the cracks. He pulled her a*s cheeks apart and let his tip rest on top of her a*****e.

Violet instantly squirmed in response. “W-wait, that’s—“

“I know what that is,” he cut her off. His one hand was guiding his length to the hole and his other hand grabbed her by her collar.

“This is going to hurt, but you need to learn how to handle pain,”

Not giving Violet a chance to say anything else, Damon pushed his length into her tight hole forcefully, stretching her and breaking her apart.

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~ Violet ~

“AHHH!”

Violet was screaming at the top of her lungs. She had never felt this kind of pain before. It was hurting like losing her virginity all over again, or maybe even worse. She wanted to kick and run, but she couldn’t move an inch.

“Wait — please — it hurts —“

Violet’s words were muffled through her ragged breaths and cries. Damon didn’t stop at all and he continued pushing his length into her.

Ugh! What’s that safe word again?!

Violet’s mind drew a blank and all she could think about was the pain. Meanwhile, Damon kept a firm grip on her collar and he started to build a rhythmic thrust.

“Don’t fight it, angel. Just relax,” he said. “Breathe,”

Violet took deep breaths and tried her best to relax. It was impossible to do that under the circumstances, but taking deep breaths helped alleviate the pain a little bit, so she focused her energy on that.

“Fúck yeah,” Damon g*****d as his entire length was buried deep inside her. “You’re mine now,”

Violet’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and everything inside her gave out. The mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her to handle, her body just shut down. Damon pulled her collar up and wrapped his arm around her body. Their bodies were pressed up against each and other and Damon picked up the pace, drilling fast and hard into her like an animal.

Violet didn’t know how this was possible, but she started cúmming relentlessly. She didn’t even see it coming and she couldn’t stop it. Damon let out a string of curses and felt her walls tightening around his length. He pulled himself out before pushing back in again, this time into her pússy.

“Good girl,” he grunted and felt her walls opening for her.

Damon’s rock-hard length alternated between her two holes and claiming her body like she was a toy. Violet was out of breath and her throat went dry. Tears trickled down her face as Damon tightened his grip on her body and used both her holes for his pleasure. She still felt the pain but she couldn’t even scream anymore, her voice went out. And all the while, water kept squirting out of her pússy uncontrollably. Violet didn’t know what was happening and she was on the verge of passing out again.

Luckily for her, Damon wasn’t prolonging her suffering anymore. After a few hard thrusts, Damon pulled out and his load spilled on top of her a*s cheeks. He let out a low grunt as he emptied himself, covering her skin with his cúm.

Violet couldn’t do anything except staying completely still. She felt Damon getting up from the bed and he was releasing her ankles and hands. And even though her hands and feet were now untied, Violet still didn’t move. Her back was covered in cúm and her body was aching in pain.

“You’re mine, Violet,” she felt him nearing and whispering into her ear. “All mine,”

That was the last thing Damon said before leaving the room. Once the door was closed shut, Violet curled into the fetal position and tears rolled down her cheeks. Her whole body hurt and her lower part felt like it was on fire, but there was nothing she could do but endure the pain and sobbed onto the sopping wet sheets. It was only her second night and Violet learned another big lesson today. A lesson that she would have to carry for the next 28 nights to come.

If you dared to make a deal with the devil, you must be prepared to go through hell… And so I went to hell.