THE MAFIA KING BROKEN ROSE novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Aria’s POV

If I were to destroy Dominic… how would I do it?

rskin.

The thought teased my mind as I stood in the grass, the night air brushing over my s

Bringing down the Italian mafia.. the idea was almost amusing.

Me, little Aria, toppling a kingdom of blood and power.

It would be a fun idea to toy with before I inevitably died. Maybe I’d make it onto the news. Maybe people would celebrate me as some kind of tragic heroine.

Or maybe i’d just be another body buried in an unmarked grave

Who knows?

My fingers brushed over a flower, its petals soft and cool, blooming defiantly in the darkness. A rare kind of beauty–fragile, but bold enough to stand out where it wasn’t supposed to. Would Dominic be mad that I’d come out here tonight?

That man seemed to have mental health issues

He thrived on control, on knowing where I was at all times. Yet I couldn’t stop testing him, couldn’t stop pushing the edges of his rules to see where they’d fray.

The memory of his hands on me, his roughness, his voice low and commanding in my ear, sent an unwanted shiver down my spine. God, he was infuriating. The way he made me feel like I belonged to him, like I was his toy to use and discard.

But the worst part?

The worst part was how my body reacted to him, how it craved the very control I hated.

I wasn’t experienced in sex. Perkins only cared about his own pleasure.

I did masturbate though but it’s not the same as when I thought of Dorrinic

He’d punished me earlier, taken his pleasure from me with that sharp edge of dominance, and instead of hating it, instead of feeling broken, I felt… alive.

Maybe I was as crazy as him

Or this mansion have some juice that made people that way

The ache between my legs hadn’t gone away. If anything, it had gotten worse.

He didn’t let me cum and all could think of was cumming.

I glanced around the garden, the night silent except for the faint rustle of leaves. No one would see me out here. The guards were stationed farther away, and Dominic well, he was probably brooding in his room, thinking he’d won whatever game he thought we were playing

A wicked idea slid into my mind, slow and sinful.

What if I let myself have this moment? What if I indulged in the heat coiling low in my belly, the slick wetness that had been building since his mouth was an mine?

I hesitated, but only for a second. The thrill of doing something so wrong, so daring, sent a pulse of excitement through me.

No one would see

I lowered myself onto the soft grass, the silk of my robe brushing against my thighs. The night air kissed my bare skin as I parted the robe, sliding it up to pool around my waist. My breath hitched as I felt the coolness against the warmth of my inner thighs, a stark contrast that made me even more aware of how wet I was

I let my fingers trail down, slow and teasing, until they slipped between my folds.

God, I was soaked.

I bit my lip, stifling a moan as I rubbed the slickness over my clit, the pressure light at first, just enough to send a delicious shiver through me. My other hand gripped the grass, grounding me as my hips began to move, chasing the sensation.

The thought of Dominic flashed in my mind–his rough hands, the way he’d forced me to look up at him while I took him into my mouth. The sound of his groan, low and guttural, as he’d come undone.

I hated him. I hated how much I wanted him.

But right now, I didn’t care.

My fingers circled my clit faster, the slickness making every movement glide, every touch send sparks through my body. I tilted my head back, letting the night swallow the soft moans that slipped from my lips.

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The thought made my fingers move faster

Egled a finger inside myself, gasping at how tight I was, how easily sweet tension coding tighter and tighter with every stroke

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I added another finger, curling them just right, hitting the spot that made my thighs treble Myhes moved or their ben grinding against my hand as my other fingers stayed on my clit, circling and rubbing until was on the dy

The thought of Dominic watching me, his jaw tight, his eyes burning with that dangers me closer.

Would he touch me? Would he drag me inside, throw me against the wall, and remind me who belonged to?

The image sent me over the edge.

My back arched, a soft cry escaping as the orgasm crashed over me, wave after wave of heat and pleasure roling through my body. My fingers stilled as I rode it out, my thighs trembling, the grass cool beneath me as I collapses back against it

My chest rose and fell with deep breaths, the cool night air brushing over my overheated skin. I let my eyes drift close lazy smile tugging at my lips.

For a moment, I felt free

I

But as the haze of pleasure faded, wality crept back in

What would Dominic say if he knew? Would he punish me for this, for daring to take control of my own body my own pleasure?

The thought didn’t scare me

It excited me.

I sat up slowly, adjusting my robe and smoothing it down as if nothing had happened. My fingers still tingled, my body still sensitive, but I forced myself to stand, brushing grass from my knees

The thrill of what I’d just done lingered, a secret i canned as I walked back toward the house.

Let Dominic try to control me

I’d make him regret it.

Dominic’s POV

From the balcony, I had the perfect view

The second she sat down, parting that sky robe and spreading her thighs to the night air, I knew exactly what she was doing. And fuck, I couldn’t look away

I should have stormed down there. Should have grabbed her by the throat and reminded her who she belonged to But instead, I stood frozen, watching as she touched herself, her fingers slipping over her soaked pussy, teasing herself like she had all the time in the world.

Aria

Oh, sweet Aria

Did she think she could do this without consequence? That she could sit out there, in my garden, where anyone could see, and get herself off like she was untouchable?

I clenched my jaw, my cock already painfully hard beneath my 1

y towel.

Every movement she made was deliberate, taunting. The way she bit her lip. The way her back arched slightly as she fucked herself with her fingers, chasing her pleasure. The little gasps and moans that barely reached me, soft but still loud

enough to drive me insane

I hadn’t even realized my own hand had drifted lower until I felt the thick slickness of precum leaking from my tip. My grip was tight, unforgiving, but it wasn’t enough. I needed her

But for now, I would take this

I stroked myself roughly, eyes locked onto her as she fell apart beneath me, completely unaware that she was being watched. That she was putting on a show just for me

And when she came when her body trembled and that last, breathy cry left her lips I swore under my breath, feeling the heat rush through me, the sharp pleasure coiling and snapping as I spilled over my own fingers.

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