THE SINFUL BONDAGE OF MAFIA PRINCESS
015. BE DISCOVERED

"Sav, you're back?" Marco said with a feeling that became unpleasant. "Fla was, in—dia..."

"That's it, Pa." Sahut Flavia which is not far from the position of his father who is behind the storefront.

Flavia immediately drew closer to Savero who was still staring at the door with a face that seemed to harbor anger and sadness because Flavia—the woman he loved clearly avoided him.

The man did not even care about the few people who went in and out of the bakery with a strange look at him as his standing position somewhat covered the door.

"Sav, let's talk." Flavian but not Savero. With a clack he immediately pulled the man's arm to follow him out of the bakery.

"Why? Are you mad? Why just shut up?" Flavia asked in an annoyed tone of voice. "I told you to stop seeing me. I don't want you to keep coming."

"So you didn't think about it?" Savero asked in a disappointed tone of voice.

"Think what?" Flavia asked with a confused face.

Savero was very disappointed to see the reaction of the Flavians. How not, just by looking at it he became aware that Flavia did not consider his words yesterday at all. His desire to marry her.

"alright. I'm sorry." Savero said with great disappointment as he turned around and set foot toward his parked car.

The man's feelings became very mixed. The disappointment was so great he felt because Flavia did not consider himself at all this time. Even so the stupid feeling that Savero felt was greater. All because he should know that the woman he loved could not accept it at all because Flavia still loved Matteo very much.

With sadness that struck his heart and mind, Savero got into his car and stepped on the gas so deep that it sped very quickly leaving Flavia who stood to see his departure.

Flavia only saw Savero's departure without preventing him. That is all he wants. He did it intentionally. Dodging and even showing indifference to the words of Savero who asked him to think about the man's invitation to marry.

"Hopefully he'll stop seeing me." Flavian muttered as he turned to enter the bakery.

His steps came to a halt as his father—Marco who was a single parent of Flavia stood in front of the entrance staring at the woman.

"You shouldn't have treated her like that, Fla. He really loves you." Marco.

Flavia looked resentfully at her father. The woman immediately darted past Marco to get inside their shop.

"I know what you mean. You just want to have a rich daughter-in-law." Flavia passing through Marco.

Although what his daughter said was not wrong, but more than that, Marco just wanted Flavia to be happy living together with the man who loved him. And the 50-year-old knows how much Savero loves his child. Therefore he wanted Flavia to receive Savero who often came to see him with a large scroll of love for his daughter.

...***...

After breakfast, Donzello was in his study. Despite deciding not to go to his company, the man still had to take care of some urgent work. As it was already around lunchtime he was still busy at his desk.

Ruella who felt boredom chose to approach her husband. Although previously he did not want to disturb Donzello with his busyness but he who was only in the room by watching television became very bored.

Soon the woman opened the door to Donzello's study on the same floor as their room. Her husband was sitting behind the desk calling someone with his cell phone.

Donzello only smiled at Ruella who walked in and wrapped her right arm around the man's neck from behind. His wife even brought his head closer by kissing Donzello's face from his position in the back.

"Later I'll call you again." Donzello ended his conversation on the phone as he was annoyed by Ruella's presence and treatment of him.

Immediately Donzello took Ruella's arm holding her from behind to pull her up to sit onto her lap.

"Are you bored, right?" Donzello said to Ruella who was on her lap with both arms around her neck.

"Yes, I'm so bored. I thought when you said you weren't going to work it meant you were going to be with me all day. And you said that today we're gonna make love all day." Replied Ruella with a spoiled tone. "But you're busy here and don't care about your beautiful wife."

Donzello laughed at Ruella's complaint and instantly scooped the woman's lips. I vindicated him with love.

Soon Donzello lifted Ruella's body and put her on his desk. The man gave his smile to Ruella who was waiting for her action.

"All right... We do everything you want." Donzello Smile.

Soon Donzello began the action by again kissing Ruella's lips with a passionate mel. The two of them clashed with each other and exchanged saliva with the heat.

Ruella's breath grew even more hunting as Donzello began to fondle her neck with her hands that began to barge into the thin, braless clothes Ruella was wearing. With gentle and regular movements remastered*he two large mountains belong to Ruella with lips that are still clashing with each other.

Ruella's breath was so breathless that it even started to sound a sigh* from her lips even though they were still kissing.

"What style do you want?" Donzello whispered into Ruella's ear to seduce the woman, slowly bitten by her right ear lobe of his wife who looked more aroused by her treatment.

"Whatever I'll enjoy." Ruella answered by biting her lower lip to resist the turmoil of her impatient desire for more.

With a laugh, Donzello lowered Ruella and turned her upside down by making the woman's body slightly lowered. Both of Ruella's hands were on the table when Donzello revealed the dark brown mini skirt his wife was wearing.

"You're not even wearing an interior, Rue." Donzello's laughter instantly saw the base of Ruella's two uncoated legs.

"I'm just making it easier for you, Don." Ruella replied with laughter.

Not wanting to wait for long, Donzello immediately directed his own that he had taken out from behind the trousers he was wearing. Something that had grown up was thrown into Ruella's body until the woman groaned.

"You know, Rue. I'm so lucky to be married to a young woman like you." Donzello said as he moved his hips regularly. "Everything's so much fun now."

"Yes, you should feel lucky to be married to me, Don." Ruella replied with a sigh*ahan.

They both enjoyed their lovemaking until Donzello finally spewed hot lava into Ruella's body.

At the same time, the door of the room was knocked from the outside.

"Master, Miss Renata came to see the master and the madam." Paola cried from the outside.

Donzello and Ruella immediately tidied up their clothes. Soon Ruella stepped into the toilet in the room.

"Thank you it's over." Donzello tidied things up before his in-laws came in.

Soon Donzello approached the entrance and opened the door. Renata—sang the mother of Ruella looked at him with a smile.

"Please madam." Donzello invites Renata to follow her while Paola takes her away.

"Where, Rue?" Renata asked who did not see her daughter.

"In the toilet." Answer Donzello. "Please sit down, madam. What's the matter madam coming here?"

When Renata sat on the sofa in the workspace with Donzello. Ruella came out of the toilet.

"Mama, why are you here? Why not give me a room before we get here?" Tanya Ruella walked towards the sofa.

"Rue, tell me the truth. What was? Why did you go to the hospital a few days ago?" Renata asked, looking at Ruella.

Ruella's steps stopped at once hearing her mother's question.

...–NATZSIMO–...