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Mine: A Dark Mafia Billionaire Romance by Sara Fields

In my world, I take what I want. Even her.

I’m her godfather.

I shouldn’t be pushing her down to her knees and making use of that sassy mouth, let alone tearing her clothes off, belting her bare ass, and then ravaging her virgin body as she screams my name.

But I’ll do all of that, and much more, as I teach her what it means to belong to a man like me.

Because I can.

Because she’s mine.



Publisher’s Note: Mine is a standalone romance that includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Sara Fields

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$5.99

Length: 80,000 words


“You’re going to let me take care of you, aren’t you, Maci-girl?” he asked, his voice dangerously dark.

“Yes, sir,” I wailed. I rocked my hips back and forth, and the belt bit down right on the fullest part, causing a surge of desire to race through my core.

“Good. Now I’m going to finish your belting and make sure you never forget that,” he declared, and my stomach launched right up into my throat. Nervous anxiety roiled through me, but there was no time to think as that terrible leather strap truly began to punish me.

There was nothing other than my bare ass and his belt, nothing more in the world besides the two of us right now.

Every welt burned with fiery agony. My entire ass felt like it had been stung by a thousand needles or like I had sat straight down in a fire. I whimpered when one strike bit right underneath my right ass cheek and a matching one followed on the other side.

Pain twisted with pleasure, and I lost myself for a moment, freefalling in a place of helplessness with no end in sight.

With every lash, I cried out.

Soon my cries became sobs, and before I could do anything to stop them, tears were rolling down my cheeks. My body shook as I slumped over the couch, and my back arched, presenting myself for his punishment as much as I could in hopes he would grant me mercy.

He did not.

He whipped my bottom with the belt six more times, ensuring that every inch of my ass was thoroughly scalded before he was finally through with me.

When he was done, he tossed the belt beside me on the couch, and my tearful eyes stared right at it.

The black leather was well worn, and if I’d had the balls, I would have reached out and touched it. The scent of real leather wafted over to me, and for a moment, I could hardly believe that such an innocent thing could be so utterly painful.

His hand reached out, tracing along the lines of a single welt, closer and closer to the cleft of my ass and then down further still, all the way until he was mere inches away from my slit.

He didn’t stop there.

His fingers journeyed further still until they brushed against the arousal between my thighs.

“You’re soaking wet, Maci-girl. You enjoyed this, didn’t you?” he observed, and I gasped, trying to get ahold of myself even through my tears.

“No,” I breathed.

“Don’t lie to me,” he warned, and my pussy clenched so hard that my hips rocked. He dragged his touch back and forth as I slowly tried to gain control of myself. I blinked quickly, my tears slowly drying on my cheeks.

“I wasn’t…”

“Hush and take your fucking like a good girl,” he growled.