Judas kiss

Chapter 29: You were raped?

She was beyond scared. She had been kidnapped with many other girls.?One day she had been

picking vegetable with her mother at the market the next thing she was being taken away. Even with

crying and screaming, the villagers watched seventeen year old Mila Rivera being taken away but no

one would dare fight not even her mother or her father. They knew Tiberio Molinero the Mafia king at

the time didn't spare anyone's life. They knew this was coming.

Alfredo Molinero was turning Eighteen and he had to have a pure girl to devour in the evening as a gift

from his father. The police wouldn't dare, they feared the Mafia. The Mafia ran the whole of Mexico with

their many branches all over the country.

Mila was blind folded, with many other girls. They were stripped off their clothes and?Tiberio had to

choose who suited his son best as a gift. Mila was more appealing in his eye than the rest. He told his

men to send the young girl to his son's room of course they had to prepare her. The maids bathed her

and made her smell heavenly. They shaved her in all the most important places for tonight. She was

dressed in nothing but her nakedness as they told her to lay down in the middle of the King Size bed.

Alfredo's party was over, Garreth McCarthy was talking to Tiberio and many other Don's and Capos as

well as their wives were present. His father wished him well and told him things were about to change

from here onwards.

Tiberio led his son to his room. Alfredo didn't want to do this but he had to, for his father's approval. His

father left him alone with the beautiful naked girls laid on his bed. She was crying or had been crying

but he couldn't see because of the blindfold.

He stripped off his clothes, it didn't take long for him to have a hard on just by looking at her body. Mila

could feel his presence as he climbed on the bed. He asked her to open her legs and she did. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"I really don't want to hurt you, I'm sorry." He said as he plunged into her without warning. She

screamed, she cried because of the pain and agony. He was huge and she wasn't ready she could

never be ready for such a thing.

he groaned as he continued thrusting into her. He didn't touch her anywhere?else,?not even her

breasts. his hands were pressed against her sides making the bed dip on either side as he took her

deeper, he forgot about her pain and sobs as he was now only concerned with reaching his climax.

Tears fell from her eyes atleast he couldn't see them because of the blindfold as the flowed sideways

straight to her ears.

Felipé watched as he took her hard and faster from across the room. Felipé had protected Alfredo ever

since he was a yen year old boy. He knew Alfredo like an open book.

Alfredo reached his high, his dick twitched inside her then he spilled into her letting it go with a growl.

She was glad, glad it was over. The pain was over but she was mistaken when he pulled out letting her

feel empty and most of all dirty. She could never look at herself the same way. She had never seen the

Mafia prince and she didn't want to ever see him again because they were all monsters. She dreamed

of losing her viginity to someone she loved not like this, not as a present.

Alfredo's father went in the room to make sure it was done. The maids took Mila away, she took painful

steps... she was still in pain. Alfredo watched her walk away with the maids aid, he wanted to see her

face but he knew it wasn't possible. He didn't want to disobey protocol.

His father gave him a satisfied grin when he saw the white sheets stained red. "You did well, my son."

Alfredo's father said proudly. His mother looked at him with distaste, she didn't like any of this.

"You get to use her every night for the rest of the week until she returns to her family." Tiberio stated

before leaving the room.

He had sex with her the rest of the six days with the blindfold. It got better than the first day, soon

enough she was now moaning with him. He touched her. He felt some connection with her. Mila still felt

dirty, he kissed her gently and she craved for his lips..

until the last day of the week when he gave her unforgettable goodbye. He made live to her. He told her

he would never forget her, she didn't say anything. She only moaned, he didn't know her name and he

wished to look into her eyes as he pleasure the both of them, he wanted to hear her voice but it wasn't

possible.

When she returned home, she knew she would never be the same again. Even her parents knew that

their daughter had been tainted by the devil. They sent her away, away to stay with uncle Gonzalo and

aunt Camila in Florida, USA. She moved in with them of course they treated her like a maid. She

graduated from high school went to college, she dropped out within a year, moved to New York without

their approval, she started over.

it had been ten years, she never wanted to think about it.

She had opened up to Della about it considering they both felt emotional after Della had told her about

her abusive mother, failed marriage... they seemed to fit like the perfect friendship... both broken.

Alfredo would never forget his first, he had multiple dreams about her, he promised himself he would

find her even if it was the last thing he did. When he took over as Don at the age of twenty-two, after

his father's death, he searched for her of course every girl claimed they were 'her' for the money and

the chance of earning his love.

He slept with them to confirm, only to be hit by disappointment. The day he slept with her he knew, he

would know. He would know that it was her.

The day he slept with Mila, he felt it but it couldn't be. Mila's family had told him that she committed

suicide, they even showed him her grave. He felt guilty, it was his fault. Ever since he had been

sending them a large amount of money even though he thought, it could never bring back their sweet

daughter. Her kisses were as sweet as honey, her touch burned him. Mila's parents intended on

protecting their daughter wherever she was.

When he slept with Mila, it couldn't be. He wanted Mila because she reminded him of her... little did he

know she was her.

Mila swore she would never go back to Mexico. She felt only hatred for him.

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Mila had been prancing around all day without any underwear, Alfredo wouldn't give her back. He

wanted her to come back for them after her shift which she did. He was expecting her. When he heard

a knock on the door, nerves got the best of her. She was thinking maybe this was all a bad idea. There

was something about him that reminded her of the past and she didn't want to remember any of that.

"Mila.." The name fell from his lips so perfectly.

She looked down, then looked up at him. Mila then decided this was a bad idea. "Mr. Molinero, i need

my panties back." She said softly, it was music to his ears. He looked at her with amusement. He took

long strides towards her. Not wasting time, he ignored her and captured her lips. She wanted to protest

but soon enough she melted into his embrace. He lifted error up effortlessly. Still kissing her hard, he

pressed her against the wall, she could feel his bulge. Alfredo had not felt this way in a long time, that

didn't mean he was having sex throughout the years, he did but only she made him feel this way. It

might not have been her but he certainly felt like she reminded him of her.

Still holding her against their wall as he massaged her nipples, she moaned.

That moan, he stopped for a minute but ignored it then continued.

"I can't wait any longer, I'm gonna take you right here right now." He whispered his hot breath in her

ear. He laid his mark on her neck, a very much visible hickey. She helped him unbuckle his belt, in a

rushed manor. She let her small hand slide in his boxers, she got a hold of his member, she couldn't

close her fingers around him but she softly rubbed her thumb on his tip. He threw his head back

enjoying the feeling. She laid softly kisses on his neck, He couldn't take it anymore knowing she was

only wearing a dress with nothing under, he laid her on the bed. He thrust his finger into her slick folds,

she was so ready for him. He hurriedly put on a condom before rubbing himself on her clit then

thrusting into her. She moaned, he groaned when he did she opened her eyes.

"Did I hurt you ?" He asked her clearly concerned.

"No no you didn't." She said composing herself. She was just hallucinating. Her mind was fooling

around with her, she couldn't be day dreaming about him of all people right now could she ? The same

groan he had let out when he hurt her-

she threw her thoughts at the back of her mind just wanting to enjoy this feeling.

He pushed deep inside her then pulled out only leaving the tip in only to slam back into her. It was

ecstasy for both of them. He kissed her sweet lips while playing with her breasts that seemed for his

attention. They switched positions as Mila rode him. She looked at his eyes and saw something she

had never seen before, his grey eyes looked at her with love and not lust.

He helped her by pressing his hands onto her hips firmly allowing her to hit deeper. She bounced back

and fourth on top of him. He had not felt this much fullfilled in years ever since she left-

"Alfredo, uh-" She moaned.

"Right there baby." He encouraged her to search for both their release. Her eyes closed briefly as she

moved her hips side ways then back up and down then sideways making sure he was deep in the balls

inside her.

It was heaven.

She swayed slowly as she reached her climax collapsing to top of him, he followed. Their breaths both

petered out. He laid a soft kiss onto her forehead as he laid her beside him in his arms. He removed

the condom tying it, he threw it in the bin right next to their bed.

She traced the tattoo on his bicep. "She must have been pretty special.." Mila said out of the blue. The

tattoo were words written, i will never forget you my love in Spanish.

"She was." He said pulling her closer.

"Wanna tell me about it ?" She asked.

"Another day..." He replied.

"How about I tell you something and you tell me something ? fair enough." She let her hands roamed

around his biceps.

"Ladies first-" He gave her a heart warming smile.

"Okay, when I was seventeen, i got pregnant and my parents forced me to abort it. I think about it

everyday especially when I see my God son... Leondre. He is an angel." She said sadly.

Alfredo was hurt, he didn't know why.

"Why would they do that ?" He questioned.

"I didn't exactly get the pregnant willingly well not every teen gets pregnant willingly, i just mean-" He

cut her off.

"You were raped ?" He questioned his eyes darkening.

"Not exactly but-" she paused, she couldn't call it rape. His touch was something she craved for after

that week had expired.

"We can always make another baby, I'm ready to be a father." He smirked trying to lighten up the

mood. She blushed.

"Isn't it too soon ?" She blushed, she liked the idea but they were moving too fast.

"After what we just did in the max of two days, nothing is too soon." He gave her a small smirk.

"Your turn ?" She said making him stiffen, he knew he would have to tell her one way or the other. If

she was going to be in his life, she had to know what transpired in his life.

"I can't think of anything." He lied.

"I just told you something that I have only told my best friend and you wanna tell me you have got

nothing ? Alfredo." She whined.

"Mila, I'm part of-" He stopped midsentence.

"No actually my the leader of-" He stopped. "Fuck."

"Just tell me ? I don't bite-" She gave him a sweet smile and he relaxed.

"Mila, I'm the Don of the Mexican Mafia."

That seemed to hit her like a ton of bricks, It was him. The father of her unborn child, her first-

There was only one Mexican Mafia, there couldn't be any other. She knew the Mafia prince had taken

over after Tiberio passed away so this was him.

"Please don't leave-" Alfredo begged.

"I won't." She said knowing that she never wanted to see him again. "But I don't think it's wise for us to

see each other anymore." She shook her head removing herself from his embrace, she started picking

up her clothing.

at that moment he knew he loved her enough to not what her to leave.

"Mila, I love you."?