A Wife's Desperate Attempt

Your father had married you to one of the strongest mafia bosses.. You were nothing but the daughter of a man with a successful business. You were rather shy and clumsy, while your husband was cold and silent. He wasn’t rude..just nonchalant and didn’t really talk to you.

He would just stay in his office and worked. You were now living in his mansion.. it was big and spacious. Today he wasn’t home, instead he was at his work building..you were desperate for his love and care which he didn’t really show..since it was an arranged marriage.. you prepared lunch for him in a bento box and had one of him butlers drive you to his work area. There you entered..eyes all on you..it was filled with scary looking big men. Workers for your husband.. they all started as you made your way to your husbands offices door..clenching the box of food in your hands.

"You take a deep breath, trying to muster the courage. The room is silent as you approach your husband's office door. With a shaky hand, you knock." Vivian: "He looks up from his desk, his sharp gaze meeting yours. There's a flicker of annoyance in his eyes, but he remains silent, waiting for you to speak."

"Your voice is barely above a whisper, your cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment. You hold up the bento box, hoping the gesture will be enough to convey your intentions." 💭 Maybe he'll be grateful... or at least acknowledge my presence.

Vivian: "He sighs, setting down his pen. His eyes rake over your form, taking in your nervous posture and the way your dress hugs your curves. After a moment, he gestures for you to enter." Come in, "he says, his voice low and authoritative. As you step inside, the scent of his cologne fills the air, a mix of sandalwood and spice that makes your head spin." "He leans back in his chair, his tie loosened and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His gaze is intense, studying you with an unreadable expression." What's this about lunch? "he asks, his tone implying he already knows the answer."

"Your words tumble out in a rush, your heart racing as you try to explain. You set the bento box down on his desk, your fingers trembling slightly." I-I know it's not much, but I thought... I wanted to do something nice for you, "you stammer, looking down at your feet." I know our marriage isn't... traditional, but I still want to make you happy. 💭 Please, please understand. I just want to be a good wife to you. "You risk a glance up at him, searching his face for any sign of emotion or recognition."

Vivian: "He picks up the bento box, his fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment. His touch is electric, sending a shiver down your spine." It's... adequate, "he says, his tone measured and controlled. He opens the box, taking in the sight of the neatly arranged dishes inside. There's a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, barely visible but there nonetheless." "He takes a bite, his eyes widening slightly in surprise. He chews slowly, savoring the flavor." It's better than I expected, "he admits, his voice softer now." You've been taking cooking lessons, haven't you? "He looks at you, his gaze intense and searching. There's a flicker of something in his eyes, a warmth that wasn't there before." You're full of surprises, aren't you?

"Your heart swells at his words, a small smile tugging at your lips. You take a step closer to him, your hand reaching out to touch his arm." I-I'm glad you like it, "you say, your voice soft and filled with emotion." I want to be the best wife I can be, for you. "You look up at him, your eyes shining with a mixture of hope and fear. Your hand rests on his arm, your touch light and tentative." I know our marriage isn't... conventional, "you whisper, your voice barely audible." But I want to make it work. I want to be here for you, in whatever way you need me to be. 💭 Please, let me be the wife you deserve.

Vivian: "He looks at you, his eyes intense and searching. He takes a step closer, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. His thumb brushes against your skin, a gentle caress that sends a shiver down your spine." You're already doing much more than you realize, "he says, his voice low and husky. His eyes flick down to your lips, then back up to your gaze." "He leans in closer, his breath warm against your skin. His hand slides from your cheek to the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair." Stay with me tonight, "he murmurs, his lips barely brushing against yours." Let me show you how much I appreciate your efforts. "His words are a command and a plea all at once, his gaze boring into yours with an intensity that makes your knees weak." What do you say, my dear wife?

"Your breath catches in your throat as he leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours. You can feel the heat of his breath, the firmness of his body against yours." I... I'd like that very much, "you whisper, your voice trembling with anticipation. Your hands come up to rest on his shoulders, your fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt." "You close the distance between you, pressing your lips against his in a soft, tender kiss. It's a gentle exploration, a tentative brush of lips that sends a jolt of electricity through your body." "His hand on the back of your neck tightens, pulling you closer to him. His other hand slides down your back, his fingers dipping just below the waistband of your dress." "You melt into his arms, your body molding against his as you lose yourself in the feel of his lips against yours." 💭 This is more than I ever dared to hope for.

Vivian: "He responds to your kiss with a hunger that takes your breath away. His lips move against yours with a passion that burns, his tongue sweeping into your mouth to tangle with yours." "His hand on your back slides lower, his fingers slipping under the hem of your dress to caress the soft skin of your thigh. He pulls you flush against him, his hardness pressing against your belly." "He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck to your pulse point. He nips at your skin, his teeth grazing your sensitive flesh." *I want you, "he growls against your skin, his hand sliding higher up your thigh." I want to show you just how much I appreciate your efforts. "His other hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back to expose more of your neck to his hungry kisses. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire." Tell me you want this too, "he commands, his voice rough with need." Tell me you want to be mine.

Vivian: "A low growl rumbles in his chest at your words, your submission igniting a fire within him. He stands, lifting you effortlessly into his arms and carrying you to the plush leather couch in the corner of his office." "He lays you down, his body covering yours as he settles between your thighs. His hands roam your body, mapping out every curve and dip of your figure." You're mine, "he declares, his voice a possessive rumble." You belong to me, body and soul. "His lips find yours again, the kiss deep and demanding. His tongue plunders your mouth, claiming you, marking you as his own. His hands slide under your dress, his fingers skimming over your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake." "He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse point. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire." I'm going to make you feel so good, "he promises, his voice a seductive purr." I'm going to worship every inch of your beautiful body until you're trembling and begging for more. "His words are a promise and a threat, a vow of pleasure and possession. He looks at you, waiting for your response, your submission."

Vivian: "A wicked grin spreads across his lips at your words, his eyes glinting with dark amusement. He runs a hand down your body, his fingers skimming over your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake." Already? "he teases, his voice a low, seductive rumble." We've barely begun, my dear. "He dips his head, his lips finding your neck. He nips at your skin, his teeth grazing your pulse point, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body." I'm going to take my time with you, "he promises, his voice a husky whisper against your skin." I'm going to explore every inch of your body, learning what makes you tick, what makes you moan. "His hand slides under your dress, his fingers skimming over your thigh, inching closer to your center. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire." I want to hear you, "he commands, his voice rough with need." I want to hear you moan my name, beg for more. "His fingers dip beneath your panties, his touch feather-light against your most sensitive flesh. He watches your face, drinking in every flicker of pleasure that crosses your features." Tell me what you want, my love, "he purrs, his touch teasing, tormenting." Tell me how you want me to pleasure you.

Vivian: "Your plea is all the encouragement he needs. He captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth, claiming you, consuming you." "His hand slides higher, his fingers dipping between your thighs, finding your slick, heated flesh. He groans against your lips, the sound vibrating through your body." So wet for me already, "he murmurs, his fingers teasing your entrance, circling your clit with a feather-light touch." So ready and willing. "He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your body, his teeth grazing your collarbone, your breasts. He takes his time, lavishing attention on your sensitive flesh, his tongue and teeth working in tandem to drive you wild with pleasure." "His fingers slide inside you, stretching you, filling you. He pumps them in and out, his touch firm and purposeful. He curls his fingers, searching for that spot that makes you see stars." That's it, my love, "he encourages, his voice a low, seductive rumble." Let me hear you. Let me feel you come undone beneath my touch. "His lips find your ear, his breath hot against your skin." Come for me, "he commands, his fingers pumping faster, harder." Come on my fingers, my love. Let me feel you, taste you.

Vivian: "Your words are lost in a moan of pleasure as your body tenses, your walls clenching around his fingers as your orgasm crashes over you. He drinks in the sight of you, lost in pleasure, your face a mask of ecstasy." "He continues to stroke you through your orgasm, his touch gentle and soothing. He peppers kisses along your neck, your jaw, your lips." You're so beautiful like this, "he murmurs, his voice a low, appreciative rumble." So perfect, so responsive. "He pulls his fingers from your body, bringing them to his lips. He sucks your essence from his fingers, his eyes closing in pleasure as he savors your taste." Delicious, "he purrs, his eyes opening to lock with yours." But I'm not nearly done with you yet. "He stands, his hand coming out to grab your wrist, pulling you to your feet. He tugs you towards his desk, his eyes dark with promise." I'm going to take you right here, right now, "he growls, his voice rough with need." I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name, until the only word you remember is mine. "He pushes you down onto his desk, his body covering yours, his hardness pressing against your center. He looks down at you, his eyes blazing with desire." Tell me you want this, *he demands, his voice a

Vivian: "A wicked grin spreads across his lips at your words, his eyes glinting with dark promise. He reaches down, his fingers dipping beneath the waistband of your panties, teasing your slick, heated flesh." You want this, "he murmurs, his voice a low, seductive rumble." You want me to fuck you, to claim you, to make you mine. "He rips your panties off, the sound of the fabric tearing through the air like a gunshot. His fingers slide through your folds, gathering your essence, using it as lubricant for his cock." "He frees himself from his pants, his cock hard and pulsing, ready to claim you. He positions himself at your entrance, the head of his cock teasing your folds." Beg for it, "he commands, his voice rough with need." Beg for my cock, for me to fill you, to stretch you, to make you mine. "His fingers tease your clit, circling the sensitive nub, driving you wild with need. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with desire, waiting for your submission, your plea." Tell me how much you want it, "he urges, his voice a seductive purr." Tell me how much you need me inside you, filling you, claiming you.

Vivian: "Your words are like a siren's call, drawing him in, ensnaring him in your web of desire. He groans, a sound of pure, unadulterated need." Fuck, "he growls, his voice rough with anticipation." You have no idea how much I've wanted to hear those words from your pretty little mouth. "He surges forward, his cock burying itself deep inside you in one hard thrust. He stills for a moment, savoring the feel of your tight, wet heat surrounding him." So tight, "he murmurs, his voice a low, appreciative rumble." So perfect around my cock. "He starts to move, his thrusts deep and hard, driving into you with a force that rocks your body. He sets a punishing pace, his hips snapping against yours, his cock hitting that spot deep inside you that makes you see stars." "His hand fists in your hair, pulling your head back, exposing the column of your throat to his lips, his teeth. He bites down on your neck, marking you, claiming you as his own." You're mine, "he growls, his voice a possessive rumble." This tight little pussy belongs to me. I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk, until the only thing you remember is my name. *His thrusts become more erratic, his pace desperate, driven by a need to claim you

Vivian: "He chuckles darkly at your words, his hand tightening in your hair, pulling your head back further." Oh, I plan to be, "he growls, his voice a wicked promise." I plan to ruin you for anyone else, to make sure you never want another man inside you again. "His thrusts become more brutal, his pace punishing, driving into you with a force that rocks your body. He angles his hips, hitting that spot deep inside you that makes you scream with pleasure." "He captures your lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing your moans, your cries of ecstasy. His tongue plunders your mouth, claiming you, consuming you." "His hand slides between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit, circling the sensitive nub, driving you higher and higher." Come for me, "he commands, his voice a seductive growl." Come on my cock, let me feel you, feel me. "He bites down on your lip, hard enough to draw blood, a mark of his claim, his possession. His thrusts become more erratic, his pace desperate, driven by a need to claim you, to make you his." "He looks down at you, his eyes dark with desire, with possession. He watches you, waiting for your pleasure to consume you, for you to shatter beneath him, lost in the throes of ecstasy." Let go, my love, *he urges, his

Vivian: "Your words are lost in a scream of pleasure as your orgasm crashes over you, your walls clenching around his cock, milking him, drawing him deeper into your body." Fuck, "he groans, his voice a low, guttural sound." You feel so good around me, so tight, so perfect. "He continues to thrust, his pace erratic, driven by his own pleasure. He buries his face in your neck, his teeth sinking into your flesh, marking you, claiming you as his own." "With a final, hard thrust, he reaches his own climax, his cock pulsing inside you, filling you with his seed. He groans your name like a prayer, his body shuddering with the force of his release." "He collapses on top of you, his body blanketing yours, his breath hot against your skin. He nuzzles into your neck, his lips brushing against your pulse point." That was incredible, "he murmurs, his voice a low, sated rumble." You're incredible, my love. "He lifts his head, his eyes meeting yours, a rare, genuine smile on his lips." I think I'm going to enjoy this arrangement even more than I thought, "he says, his voice a teasing, seductive purr." "He leans in, capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss, a promise of more to come."

Vivian: "He chuckles against your lips, the sound a low, seductive rumble. His hand comes up to stroke your cheek, the gesture surprisingly tender." I enjoyed it far more than I should, "he murmurs, his voice a husky whisper." You're a dangerous woman, my love. One that I find myself wanting more and more of. "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, his breath hot against your skin." I think we should continue this... arrangement... in a more comfortable setting, "he suggests, his voice a seductive purr." My bed is much more accommodating than this desk. "He pulls back, his eyes meeting yours, a rare, genuine warmth in their depths. He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles." Thank you for the lunch, "he says, his voice soft, almost shy." And for the dessert. "He winks at you, a playful, teasing gesture that makes your heart flutter in your chest." I look forward to many more meals together, my love, "he promises, his voice a low, seductive growl." Both culinary and... otherwise.

Vivian: "A wicked grin spreads across his lips at your words, his eyes glinting with dark promise. He stands, his hand coming out to grab your wrist, pulling you up with him." Then let's not waste any more time, "he purrs, his voice a seductive growl." My bed awaits, and I have so much more to show you. "He leads you out of his office, his hand resting on the small of your back, guiding you, claiming you. He walks you down the hall, past the other rooms of the mansion, to his bedroom." "He opens the door, revealing a large, luxurious bed, covered in silk sheets and plush pillows. He guides you inside, his hands roaming your body, his touch possessive, claiming." "He turns you around, his hands sliding down your back, coming to rest on your hips. He pulls you against him, his hard length pressing against your ass." I'm going to make you mine, "he growls, his voice a low, seductive rumble." I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name, until the only thing you remember is mine. "He captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth, claiming you, consuming you. His hands grip your hips, pulling you back against him, forcing his cock deeper inside you." *He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck