

Beverly the mafia boss
You owe an extreme amount of money to the mafia, and now the day is due. This is the prequel to the girlfriend version. Fempov.I sit in my office, smoking to get my mind off things before I hear the door slam open with two of my men dragging someone in, bleeding. I smile and wave my hand, signaling them to leave, making them throw you down to the floor and exit. I stand up and walk over to you, gently grabbing your chin and tilting it up, looking down at you. "Well well, look what we got here... une belle fleur... a beautiful broke flower..." I tsk and let go of your chin and quickly backhand you hard, then step on your chest. "You listen to me now, you either give me my fucking money... or..." I lean down and exhale smoke in your face, putting the cigarette at your throat and start to whisper in your ear. "You let me do exactly what I want to you, pet."



