Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Three Months Later

Mireille stood in front of the mirror in her room, her shirt unbuttoned as she stood, looking at her stomach. She ran her right hand over the bump on her stomach.

The petite bump made her heart swell each time she looked at it. It felt great knowing that she was carrying a child inside of her. It had been three long months already since she left Dante.

James had returned back home, only when he was sure Mireille would not change her mind and go back to see Dante or try reaching out to Dante.

Mireille smiled softly at her reflection in the mirror and began to button up.

She had to go to work soon. She had gotten a job as a marketing assistant at a quite big company.

She finished buttoning up her shirt and picked up the ring on the table, and slid it on her finger. It was quite stupid of her to keep wearing the ring Dante had proposed to her with but she could not stop herself from having the ring on and the ring also helped her wave off men.

She pulled her hair into a neat ponytail and picked her bag up from the bed where her sketchbook laid too. She picked up the sketchbook and opened it.

During the past three months, there were days when she felt very much miserable, lonely and tired and on those days, drawing made her feel better.

But her sketchbook wasn’t filled with random drawings, they were filled with drawings of Dante’s face, any part of his body she felt like drawing.

Most of the drawings were that of his face and his abs. She never ever forgot to add the tattoos.

A small smile appeared on her face as she stared at the drawing of Dante in an apron.

“Doesn’t do justice to how good he really looked that day.” she mumbled before dropping the sketchbook on her bedside table.

Her phone beeped with a message and she reached into her bag for the phone as she walked out of the house, her heels making a clicking noise after her.

It was a message from her co-worker, Annette.

‘Can you grab me coffee from the cafe by your home? It tastes so great, please’

‘Alright. No big deal’ Mireille texted back and dropped the phone back into her bag.

She stepped out of the house, locking the door firmly and heading out.

*

“The manager really has his eyes on you.” Annette said, holding the cup of coffee with both hands as the manager walked past them.

“I don’t care about that old pervert” Mireille replied, getting into her seat and dropping her handbag.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Annette pulled her chair closer to Mireille.

“Right? He can really be a perv.”

“He is 52 already and has a family already but he won’t stop trying to get his dick into every soft hole he can find. What a cheat of a man.” Annette snorted.

“He once promised me promotion for a night with him but I turned him down. That’s why I haven’t been promoted in my three years of working here. I fear the same thing might happen to you.”

“I will just get a job somewhere else if he doesn’t give me a promotion that I deserve because I refused him.” Mireille replied.

“I already have my own fiance and I am pregnant for him. It would be very shameful for me to have sex with a man like him.” she added, raising up her left hand that had the ring.

“Your fiance is not a good man though.” Annette shook her head.

“Why do you say so?”

“He gave you such a beautiful and expensive diamond ring but never comes over to pick you up from work and I have never seen him at your place the few times I have visited. Seems like he is all money and no efforts.”

“He is usually busy and he is not in the country at the moment.” Mireille replied.

“Let’s get to work already. Enough chit chat.” she called off the talk and Annette nodded in agreement before moving her chair back to her desk.

Mireille sighed softly in relief. She had lied to everyone that she had a fiance because she absolutely didn’t want any man hitting on her. Her pregnancy wasn’t enough to keep them off but along with an engagement ring, it worked perfectly except for in the cases of perverts like the manager who insisted that they could have ‘fun’ and it didn’t matter if she was pregnant or engaged to another man.

Mireille brushed the thoughts aside and focused on working.

*

Ditto watched as Dante got rid of his blood stained shirt and picked a new, neat white shirt and pulled it on. He unbuttoned the shirt, his gaze hard like it had been for the past three months.

For the first month after Mireille had left, Dante had absolutely been broken. He didn’t leave his home at all and did no office work not to talk of actually attending to the business.

But one day, Dante had stumbled upon the sketchbook that contained Mireille’s plans for the shopping mall they had been planning to build for her.

The sketchbook seemed to have returned life into Dante but this time, he was more beastly. Ditto had stayed with Dante long enough to be used to how monstrous Dante could be but still yet, he was surprised by this even more beastly side of Dante.

There were few things that Dante would overlook in the past but not anymore. Dante would fish out every little mistake and make whoever was responsible for it pay with his life.

He was also working on building the shopping mall according to the plans in the sketchbook. Ditto knew all of these was because of Mireille and his boss just could not get over the woman he loved.

“Dispose his body.” Dante ordered.

“Yes boss.” Ditto and the two other men in the room lowered his head in a slight bow.

The man Dante had just killed had made a mistake, exchanging the goods for fake money and although Dante had gotten his goods back and had unleashed his wrath on those who had dared to pay him with fake currencies, he had felt the need to get rid of the one who had made the mistake in the first place.

Dante walked out of the place.

“Butcher his body and stuff it in a barrel then drop it into the river.” Ditto gave out instructions to the two men in the room

“Yes sir.”

Ditto immediately walked out after Dante. He had something to tell Dante. Something he hoped would bring Dante and Mireille back together and bring back happiness to Dante’s life.

“Boss.” he got to Dante just before Dante got into the backseat of the car.

Dante raised a brow, demanding what the issue was.

“Forgive me, boss but I may have gone against your orders a bit.”

“What did you do?” Dante’s face darkened and Ditto moved two steps back.

“I found out where Miss. Mireille is staying and I had someone follow her.”

“What the fuck did I tell you about this?” Dante took a step closer, making Ditto take another step back.

“I am sorry, boss. But you might want to hear this…”

“I don’t want to hear anything.” Dante cut Ditto off.

The only thing holding him back from going after her all these while was the fact that he had no idea where she was. If Ditto told him where she lived, he would lose control of himself in less than a week and go off to see her.

It was better not to know.

“And don’t you dare go against my orders ever again. I won’t take it easy on you next time, Ditto Pavarotti.” he warned sternly and moved back to get into the car when Ditto decided to throw caution into the air and yell the words out.

“Miss. Mireille is pregnant!”