Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Dante settled in at work and loosened his tie a bit. He turned on his laptop and picked up the files that were on his tables for review.

He opened the files and began to review, whole waiting for his laptop to boot.

“Good morning boss” his secretary walked into the room with a vibrant smile on her face.

“My schedule for today?” Dante questioned, his gaze on the files in front of him.

“Why don’t you have your coffee first?” She walked to his table and dropped a cup of coffee on his table.

Dante glanced at the cup of coffee and chuckled softly. He had had more fun, lapping up Mireille’s squirt earlier that day that he had forgotten about getting his morning coffee.

“What else would you like me to get for you?” She asked in a soft voice that Dante recognised.

It was the voice of women who wanted to seduce him. Dante raised his head and looked up at her.

“My schedule?” He demanded to know, his voice stricter.

Her eyes wavered but in a few seconds, regained their confidence.

“You have nothing on your schedule for now, Mr. Romano. Why don’t you… Put me on your schedule instead?” She reached for the button of her shirt and unbuttoned one.

“What the hell do you think you are doing? Do you think I will leave all the work I have to attend to this?” He stared at her body like she was nothing.

Yes, she was beautiful but for now in his life, the only woman Dante found worthy of his cock was Mireille.

Any other woman was just not sexy enough and he knew that until he fucked the passion in him out, he would be unable to touch another woman.

“I can serve you very well, Mr. Romano. I can relieve you when you are stressed and…”

“You are fired” Dante cut her off and her eyes widened.

“Mr… Mr. Romano”

“You heard me right. You. Are. Fired.”

She immediately slipped to her knees.

“Please, Mr. Romano. I don’t know what came over me just now. Give me another chance and I will never do this again” she pleaded, knowing that she had failed instantly.

“I will suggest you to leave now that you can walk out yourself. You would not like me asking the securities to throw you out”

Slowly, she pulled herself back to her feet and walked out of the room. Dante rolled his eyes. He had the best pussy in the world awaiting him at home so why in the world would he want to go for her?

He returned his focus to his work but had only spent a few minutes on it before his phone rang. He groaned, wondering why he had not placed his phone on airplane mode when he wanted to begin work.

But he knew the reason quite well. It was because Mireille could need him to get her something on his way back and Dante did not want her calling him and being unable to reach him.

It wasn’t Mireille who was calling though. It was the head of the guards back at the mansion.

A cold look descended on his face when he picked the call.

“What is going on?” He asked.

“Miss. Mireille is on the rooftop right now and she is threatening to jump off if any of us approach her” the guard replied and Dante got off his seat, his heart skipping a beat.

“I am on my way. If anything happens to her before I get there, you all can shoot yourselves in the head because you won’t want to die in my hands” he threatened and ended the call.

He grabbed his coat and slipped it on before grabbing his car keys and hurrying out of his office.

“For Christ sake, how crazy can she be? How can she attempt to kill herself?”

For the first time, his workers could see visible panic on his face. Their boss was a cold hearted bastard who would only grin when he was doing something quite cruel and never ever had they seem him hurry or panic.

Dante quickened his pace and his hurrying turned into a run. He got into his car as soon as possible and ignited the car, his foot found the accelerator and he sped away immediately.

“Col Calvolo” he cursed and drove even faster, accelerating his speed.

He cursed the fact that his office was far away from home. He never could have imagined that Mireille would take a step towards doing like she had said.

What exactly was so good about her getting a job and working?! What was the pleasant thing about it?

He hit the wheels and made the final turn into his estate.

He drove roughly into the mansion and stepped hard on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden halt that made him jerk forward.

Dante got out of the car quickly. His guards were all around the place and safety measures had been fixed around.

Dante raised his head up and he could see Mireille at the edge.

“Oh god no!” He ran into the main building and raced all the way to the rooftop.

But as soon as he was there, Mireille moved a step closer to the edge.

“Princess!!” He gasped and she turned back to look at him.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“You thought I was joking?” She asked and moved to another part slowly, moving away from the part that had the safety measures fixed.

“Hey, please listen to me, Princess. Get off the edge first. Please” he begged, knowing that this time he could not command her to leave there.

What if she got irked by his commanding tone instead and decided to jump off?

Dante’s heart was pounding and beads of sweats were forming on his forehead.

“Think about how shattered James is going to be if he finds out you did this, ugh? Please, just get off and let’s talk”

“I am not getting off. If I can not just do what I want to do with my life, then I might as well just end my life!” She screamed and Dante took a few steps close to her.

“Don’t! Don’t come close. Any step closer and I am going to jump!” She yelled at him.

“Alright! Alright! You want to work, right? Then do it! I will let you work, Mireille Mathieu. Please just get off the edge. It’s dangerous!” He pleaded with her.

“Are… Are you saying this just so I can get off?” Mireille asked.

“Yes, I am saying this cause I want you to get down but I will stand by my words. I will let you do any job you want. Just get down”

Mireille’s looks softened and she seemed almost ready to get down but she suddenly hardened her look.

“No! You are lying to me! You won’t let me!”

“I will! I swear by my mother’s grave. I will let you work!”

“Are you sure?” Mireille asked, her looks softening again.

“Yes, Princess. So please get down”

“Come and get me” Mireille suddenly turned all soft.

Dante took careful steps towards her.

“I am almost there, please don’t step back” he whispered and as soon as his arms wrapped around her waist, he breathed out a sigh in relief.

“Oh for goodness sake!” He pulled her off the edge and kept his arms wrapped around her in a warm, tight hug.

His heart gradually calmed down as he realised she was not dying anymore and she was safe and sound.

A minute passed with the both of them in that position before Dante pulled away from the hug.

“Don’t you ever ever try that again!”