Mafia's Contracted Wife

Bella's POV.

I was a twenty-year-old girl, beautiful with a sexy body, and I had one talent. I could flirt with anyone, anywhere. I had no worries and nothing to care about. I was the daughter of a billionaire and everyone was well aware of this. No one dared to offend me; everyone in my university was caring and respectful towards me but I still could feel the emptiness in my life.

I knew all my friends never considered me as their true friend, on the face they would pretend to be like soulmates. Behind my back, they all hated me for my beauty, my power, and wealth.

I always found my way to one nightclub "Street Mash-up." It was the place where I could enjoy myself, drink to my fullest, and dance.

Today I was doing the same, drinking the wine and erasing my frustrations but then suddenly one man came and sat beside me. He was not a simple guy, but a man who held great leadership in him.

I couldn't help but peek at him. He was tall and had an athletic muscular body, dressed in an exclusive black tuxedo. His features were best described as brown hair set in a stylish cut, chiseled face, straight sharp nose, piercing hooded hazel eyes, and thin attractive lips. His skin complex was fair and radiant reflecting his veins and arteries through muscles.

'Oh, god, he is like my dream husband. So handsome, I'm drooling over his sexy body. What should I do, I want him tonight.' I said to myself suppressing my throbbing heart.

"Is there something on my face, young lady?" that man asked me. Maybe he caught me staring at him.

I quickly faced the other side and nodded in no. I can't let him know my dirty imagination about him. But he came closer to my ears and whispered, "Lady, I know you're fascinated by my looks. Do you want to try me out?"

I was shocked and my heart started racing crazily, I didn't know what to answer. His face was so close to mine that I could smell his fragrance. 'He smells so good. I can't control myself!'

I stood up, god knew why I was doing this but I was doing this. I walked through the corridor and stupid me, I looked back to see if that man was following me or not. And yes he was following me like an obedient dog, I entered one room and waited for him to come.

Suddenly there was a blackout in the club and all I could see was darkness. I trembled inside and wanted to get out of that room but someone pulled me inside.

"Where are you going? Don't you want to try me out?" That familiar voice asked; yes, he was the same man. I don't how he was so quick that he reached me in the dark.

I felt a strong possessive grip around my waist which gave me quick electric waves all over my body. I looked at that man's face, his complex was fair and reflected the meager amount of light emitting from the shadows lights within the quiet corner of the club.

He leaned over my neck and bit my left ear, my most sensitive part. I could sense a strange type of feeling oozing inside me, my whole body was burning hot with his touches. He didn't stop and crawled his hands under my dress, feeling every inch of my skin. I can tell he was quite experienced with his hand works.

"Do you like it?" he whispered near my ears giving me a soft kiss on my neck. I could no longer control myself. I grabbed him and started unbuttoning his shirt. I wanted to feel his firm chest.

"You are quite a wild cat!" he chuckled, mocking me.

"Yes, I am now c'mon, kiss me. You have made me crazy for you."

I pulled him closer, playing with his lips and sucking them like they was something sweet.

He scooped me up and walked inside the dark room, making me sleep on the soft mattress.

And then throwing himself above me, and like some beast he ripped off my clothes, making me completely naked in front of him.

Although it was dark, the flashlights of the club were making our movements visible. I can see him ripping off his clothes. After that what happened next was beyond my imagination, beyond my expectations and beyond my control. He was fucking me so hard like some angry animal... Making me moan like hell.

I was exhausted but my body was enjoying his painful treatments. It was like I wanted to control but inner me wanted more.

When we fell asleep hugging each other, I don't know.

***

The next morning, I woke up because of sunlight gleaming over my face. I frowned and rubbed my eyes, still unconscious and feeling lazy. I turned to the other side and a breathtaking attractive face came into my view. My breath hitched...'God! Am I dreaming? Is he some angel sleeping with me ... Oh of course I am so beautiful to get a boyfriend in my dream. But why is this dream not getting over!' I murmured and pinched myself.

"Ouch! It's not a dream. Why then am I sleeping with a man?" I sat up abruptly and looked at an unfamiliar guy sleeping next to me. His toned upper body was totally visible.

'Someone can't be this handsome, it's beyond my imagination...I have met with many handsome guys but no one has been able to seduce me to bed but this man left me begging for him,' I wondered remembering last night's incident.

My eyes started scanning the incarnation of his beauty. Though I noticed his beauty last night, I was too turned on to notice his charm.

And now I was feeling like I had slept my first night with a Greek god himself. He was not only handsome but also good in bed.

Bella's POV.

Last night's thoughts started rushing in my head…it was amazing but he was very hard on me. As I remembered the sensation of last night, I couldn't stop but bite my lip.

That tingling feeling between my legs started. This man could make a woman wet by just appearing in front of her eyes…Ahh~~perfect man.

My eyes roamed on his naked body. His skin was so radiant reflecting his veins and arteries through his muscles. I am already oozing with feelings between my thighs.

"Oh! Fuck! What the hell am I doing? I am literally eye-fucking him? I must be crazy to think about that now!" I cursed myself and got out of bed.

'Fucking shit! I can't believe I am totally naked.' I quickly picked up my dress and stilettos and changed into them.

I was embarrassed about leaving him without even getting to know his name. What will he think about me? Will he think of me as a playgirl? But it doesn't matter. I am already!

I walked out of the room and downstairs, into the parking lot where my butler was standing with my car. I knew Mom must have sent him in early morning after not finding me in my room.

"Oh, Mom! How am I going to face her and answer her multiple questions!" I sighed and walked to my car.

I saw my butler giving me a curious glance. 'Was something wrong with my walk or face?' I wondered while getting inside the car. Although I had a sore back because of how roughly that man fucked me but my face must be good.

"Young Madame, why don't you cover your neck with a scarf? If Madame sees those marks she will go crazy for sure." My butler advised me which made me straighten my back, giving me goosebumps all over.

'What was he talking about? What marks?' I trembled inside and took out the make-up mirror.

"What are these?" I yelled in bewilderment.

My neck region was full of hickeys. I immediately covered my neck with a scarf.

Holy Jesus, I couldn't believe he was so rough with me last night. I would make him pay for this when I met him again.

Soon I arrived at my mansion. With a poker face, I entered, directly heading towards my room.

"Where were you the whole night?" My mom's angry voice echoed in the main hall.

I was done for good. She was going to make me sick with her never-ending questions.

I turned back and replied coldly, "I was having fun!"

My mom's face turned red in anger, she clenched her fists to control her rage. "What do you mean by fun?"

Yes, this question I was expecting from her and I was not going to reply to this because I am a bad girl.

I stayed quiet and kept staring at her.

"Oh! What should I do with this girl? Go back to your room and have a rest. I will prepare something good for you to eat." My mom smiled and walked inside the kitchen.

I was relieved but not for so long.

I was still feeling the touch of his experienced hands. The way he touched me and made me want more and scream, I never thought it could turn like this. And what's most terrifying is I want it again~

"That man made me mad! I have not even got to know this name. How stupid I am! What on earth I was doing with him the whole night!? Just fucking! Pervert girl. Get your head clear now and forget him as a one-night stand." I explained myself and went into the bathroom for a cold shower to suppress my growing desire.

But the moment I tugged my dress from my body I screamed in shock "Fuck!" I looked at myself in the mirror in horror.

My whole body was covered in hickeys and bruises."Was he that animal?" I screamed in terror.

While staring at myself I remembered something and again I cursed.

This time in horror and shame!

"I forgot my lingerie!!"

"Gosh! That was my favorite lingerie. Now I can't go back and ask him, right? How shameful!"

"Hey! Wait!"While looking at his marks and thinking about last night I remembered that he didn't even use protection! Was he a fucking idiot? What was I going to do if I got pregnant? I cursed, throwing my hands in the air.

But then I paused and again looked at myself through the mirror.

'Was it because he also felt the same desire and forgot to use protection?' I murmured but then shook my head.

"It can't be, no! It wasn't his first time for sure..by the look of his experienced behaviour it's sure this wasn't his first time. But holy shit it was my first time!" I murmured and rinsed myself in cold water.

After having a bath,I walked out of my bathroom wearing a robe and sat on the sofa, resting my back over it.

I was so tired and the alcoholic effect was still lingering over my head.

"Ahh~ just how much alcohol I had consumed last night? I must be out of my mind! It's a relief that Dad is not here, otherwise, he could have taken my good class." I sighed and closed my eyes.

My phone rang.

'Damn fuck, no one wants me to have any rest. Now who the hell is calling me?!' I cursed and picked up my call to see who it was.

"Hello, who the son of bitch is this.. calling me like a crazy idiot!" I cursed that somebody in my nonstop angry voice.

"My daughter, do you talk in this manner with others also?" A cold, arrogant but at the same time disciplined voice replied from the other end of the call.

My body straightened up, cold sweat rushed through my forehead, and I could feel the sudden increase in my heartbeat. That somebody was my dad.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't notice your number."

"Get ready for your marriage. I'll be arriving in a few hours with your new in-laws!"

Saying that he hung up the call leaving me in confusion.