Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

Logan’s POV.

We had made reservations at a picturesque wildlife resort, the perfect setting to host our company’s annual function. Anticipation filled the air as every employee eagerly looked forward to the delightful stay and exquisite meals that awaited them.

However, despite the joyous atmosphere, Mia remained distant and maintained her professional demeanor. It was clear that she was purposely keeping her interactions with me limited, which only fueled my desire to make her feel the undeniable connection between us. I yearned for the moment when my carefully laid plans would come to fruition, leaving her unable to resist my charm any longer.

As the first day at the resort unfolded, we arranged a captivating bonfire event accompanied by live music. The entire gathering was invited to participate in playing music and singing, and I couldn’t help but notice the incredible talents that hid within our office-singers, musicians, and guitarists who were eager to showcase their skills.

To enhance the ambiance of the evening, a delectable live barbecue was organized, allowing everyone to relish their dinner amidst the enchanting openness of the surroundings. Laughter and conversation filled the air, with colleagues thoroughly enjoying the occasion. However, my attention was solely fixed on Mia. I observed her every movement, closely following her interactions with some male colleagues from the office who attempted to approach her. Yet, with grace and kindness, she politely brushed them off.

Moments later, Mia excused herself and started walking towards the nearby forest. The prospect of having a chance to be alone with her was both thrilling and nerve-wracking. Deciding to seize the opportunity, I discreetly trailed behind her, keeping a respectful distance to avoid intruding on her solitude.

After parting ways with the crowd, I quickened my pace, taking long strides to catch up to her. As I reached her, I gently grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me. The impact of her soft body against my solid frame startled her.

“Mr. Mancini, what are you doing? You scared me,” she exclaimed, her hand instinctively placed on her chest in an attempt to calm her racing heart.

“That’s exactly what I wanted to ask you. What are you doing in this dark forest? You know it could be dangerous for a beautiful girl to walk alone here,” I responded, wrapping an arm around her waist. The moonlight filtered through the tall trees, casting an ethereal glow upon us, revealing a slight blush on her cheeks.

“So, you came here to protect me?” she challenged, her feisty spirit reawakening.

“Of course, I am your knight in shining armor,” I retorted playfully, a teasing grin forming on my lips.

“Yeah? And who will save me from you?” she countered with a hint of mischief in her voice.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why would you want to be saved from me when your own body longs to surrender?” I whispered, leaning closer to her face. The warmth of her breath against my skin ignited a passionate desire within me.

Unable to bear any more distance between us, I pressed her closer, our bodies melding together, and captured her lips in a fervent kiss. Time seemed to stand still as I poured my longing into that singular moment. When I finally pulled away, she was left breathless, her chest heaving with desire.

“Come with me,” I urged, gently tugging her along towards my room, an invitation she couldn’t resist.

As soon as we entered my room, I gently closed the door behind us and pressed her against the wall. Looking into her captivating blue eyes, I placed my hand on the back of her neck, carefully entwining my fingers in her hair, tilting her head slightly to bring our lips together. Our kiss was filled with an intense passion as I nibbled and sucked on her lips, causing her to let out soft gasps of pleasure.

As her mouth opened, I eagerly slipped my tongue inside, exploring every corner of her sweet mouth. In response to the escalating desire, she instinctively threaded her fingers through my hair, gently tugging at it, while her other hand clutched my white shirt, drawing me closer as she reciprocated the fervor of our kiss.

After what felt like an eternity of blissful connection, we reluctantly pulled away, our chests heaving as we struggled to catch our breath. Still panting, I was the first to speak, my voice laced with longing.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” I confessed, my lips brushing against her neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses. “You have no idea, babe, what I’ve been yearning to do with you.”

Moved by her touch, I felt a slight pull on my hair, prompting me to meet her gaze. She bit her lip and spoke, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

“I’m scared, afraid that you might spoil me.”

Her words stung, as I could never fathom doing anything to harm her.

With a gentle reassurance, I replied, “I could never do that, love.”

Deeply hurt that she harbored such doubts, I longed to show her my true intentions – to cherish and adore every inch of her beautiful body.

Adrenaline coursed through my veins, and my eyes darkened upon hearing her words. I was determined to show her my desire. Lifting her in my arms, bridal style, I gently laid her down on the bed.

Leaning over, I unfastened her jeans and carefully slid them down her legs. After placing her back on the bed, I delicately peeled her top down, exposing her shoulder. I kissed her shoulder blades and trailed my lips downward, caressing her round, full breasts and torturing her nipples with nips and bites.

Her moans filled the room, transforming her into a delightful mess and driving me to the brink of madness. I sucked hard on one breast while kneading the other, savoring her responses. Gradually, my free hand ventured into her panties, exploring her smooth, wet vagina.