The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

Leonardo’s arms tightened around Sofia, enveloping her in a protective embrace. His voice, a mixture of reassurance and concern, resonated in the space between them.

“We will be alright, baby girl. We will find a way to work through this, just as we have overcome our differences before. There is a solution to everything, but for now, I need you by my side. Promise me you won’t try to walk away,” he pleaded, his gaze intense and searching.

Sofia shifted against his chest, a silent affirmation of her commitment. Leonardo pulled away slightly, his eyes locking onto hers, searching for answers to the questions that haunted him.

“Why did you try to run away from me? What were you thinking? Do you realize you could have killed me?” His words carried a tinge of coldness as he recalled the pain of her escape.

Sofia gasped, her voice trembled as she spoke, her emotions pouring forth.

“I… I was afraid of being hurt again. When I overheard your conversation with your father, I thought you would betray me like everyone else. Fear consumed me,” she confessed, a tear escaping her eye and tracing a path down her cheek.

“I believed you only wanted the Ricci Empire and didn’t truly care about me. I feared you would abandon me once this contract was over. I was terrified of facing your rejection, so I thought it would be better to leave before you could inflict more pain on me,” Sofia sobbed, her words a torrent of anguish.

Leonardo’s voice turned softer, filled with a mix of frustration and desperation. “Baby, you’re falling into the same pattern. You can’t keep doubting me like this. I can’t bear to hear these doubts. And now, you’ll have to face the consequences of making me suffer and cry for you,” he whispered, his breath ragged and his grip on Sofia’s arms tightening, his eyes smoldering with fiery intensity.

Sofia’s voice trembled with disbelief as she repeated his words. “You… you cried for me?”

Leonardo’s brow furrowed, his anger evident. “What else was I supposed to do when my wife ran away? I was terrified that you would disappear so far that I would never be able to find you,” he growled, his jaw tense and his lips pressed into a tight line. His nostrils flared, betraying his simmering rage.

“I blamed myself for pushing you to this extreme. If I hadn’t found you, I swear I would have destroyed myself,” he murmured, his fury evident as a muscle twitched in his jaw, a physical manifestation of the intensity of his emotions.

His hot, angry breath enveloped Sofia’s face, causing her to close her eyes instinctively, and a single tear slipped down her cheek. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you cared so much for me,” she sobbed, remorseful for her past actions. Yet, despite the tumultuous emotions, she was grateful to have returned to Leonardo’s side.

“Care?! I fucking love you, dammit!” Leonardo’s voice erupted with fury, his frustration pouring out like a torrential storm.

Her eyes shot open, meeting his intense, angry gaze. “You… you love me?!” Sofia breathed out, completely stunned by the revelation, her emotions teetering between surprise and shock.

“You still have doubts?! Can’t you see love for you in my eyes? Can’t you feel it in my heart?” His words were a raw confession, his heart laid bare before her. It hurt him deeply that she still questioned his feelings. All he longed for was for her to believe in the sincerity of his love, that it was exclusively for her.

In an impassioned display, he reached out, cupping her face, and gently pinched her chin between his fingers, his frustration evident in the grinding of his teeth.

“Wife, I have told you so many times, in so many different ways, that I love you. That I can’t live without you. I don’t know how else to tell you,” he grumbled, his eyes delving deep into hers.

Sofia felt herself melting under the intensity of his gaze. The warmth she had always sensed in those cold eyes was a reflection of his love for her.

“But you couldn’t say the three magical words,” she scoffed, her eyes narrowing with a tinge of hurt and frustration.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. “You want a romantic proposal?!” he teased, his playful tone attempting to ease the tension.

“What’s so funny about this?” Sofia glared, her annoyance still evident.

“Just like every other girl, I also wanted a fairy tale romance and a loving husband,” she protested, her pride lifting her chin defiantly.

“Oh, so, my wife is angry because I didn’t propose properly?” he questioned, his hand sliding down to her waist, pulling her closer.

“Yeah!” she huffed, rolling her eyes, trying to maintain her indignation, but his proximity made it difficult for her to stay upset for long.

“My bad, my queen, and I will correct my mistake. But…” His predatory gaze returned, locking onto her face. Sofia’s heart raced, unsure of what to expect next.

“You will have to face the consequences for what you did to me before. So get ready for your punishment, doll,” Leonardo’s voice was cold, and Sofia trembled under its intensity. Before she could fully grasp the situation, he swiftly tore her gown away and carelessly tossed it aside. Now, she stood vulnerable, clad only in a red lace bra and panties. Leonardo’s eyes devoured her form with a mix of lust and hunger, leaving her feeling exposed and defenseless.

“Beautiful!” he murmured, his seductive words sending shivers down her spine as he licked his lips.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Her breath hitched as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bed. Gently laying her down, he pulled her closer to the edge, his intentions becoming clearer yet leaving her mind in a haze of confusion and arousal.

Her eyes locked onto his, silently questioning him, but his rough hands quickly silenced any protest as they gripped her buttocks firmly, sending tingling sensations through her body.

She winced slightly, biting her lip to stifle a moan as he kneaded her flesh. Before she could react, he swiftly hooked his finger into the sides of her panties and tore them away, leaving her completely exposed.

Suddenly, and without warning, he spread her legs apart, his head descending between her thighs.

“Leonardo!” she gasped as his tongue made contact with her warm, tender flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

“You need a good spanking, baby, for hurting my heart, playing games with me, and almost cruelly killing me by running away from me,” he groaned, his anger mixed with a hint of desire. “But you’re pregnant with my baby, so I have planned to punish you tenderly. Now don’t come until I say. Or I will never let you come. Remember one thing: as much as I love you, I will punish you if you ever think about leaving me alone,” he warned, his words emphasizing his possessiveness over his wife.

Before she could express her unwavering love and loyalty, her voice was silenced by another moan, escaping her lips as he skillfully sucked on her sensitive bud.

“Leonardo!” she moaned, her eyes tightly shut, surrendering herself to the sensations he was awakening within her.

“Moan my name louder, little dove,” he murmured, his voice huskier and deeper, fueling her desire even further.

The atmosphere was charged with desire as Sofia lay on the bed, her body flushed and her senses on fire. Leonardo skillfully used his mouth and fingers, creating intense sensations that left her burning with pleasure.

He immersed a thick finger into her tightness, relishing the pleasure that played across her face with every rhythmic pump. He enjoyed finger fucking her as he groaned, his dick hardening in his pants.

“Good girl!” he remarked gleefully, sensing her nearing climax. “Don’t come until I say. Otherwise, your punishment will be doubled,” he instructed, his tone a mix of playful and authoritative. His fingers delved deeper into her heat, teasing her mercilessly, making it incredibly tough for her to hold back when he brought her so close to the edge. Tonight, it seemed, her wicked husband had a plan of revenge.

Sofia was left breathless, panting heavily as Leonardo continued his relentless assault. He reveled in the sight before him, expressing his delight, all the while squeezing and caressing her soft, round buttocks.

As her legs were thrown over his shoulders, she lay there, panting and anticipating his permission to release. But he persisted in his teasing, basking in the control he held over her pleasure. In a soft whisper, Sofia demanded, “Leonardo, I want you,” her desperation evident as she clutched his jacket and pulled him closer.

His desire was evident in the darkened gaze, and his chest heaved with anticipation. Peering deeply into her eyes, he responded, “Baby, your punishment is not over. You must wait and endure what I felt living away from you,” his voice husky with longing. With a sudden withdrawal, he left her yearning, aching for more.

Stunned by his blunt comment, Sofia gaped at him, taken aback by his stubborn and rude demeanor.