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Trigger warning: Mentions terminal cancer.

Darien knew he was in over his head in his current situation. He was the doctor associated with the Crystal Moon Mafia, deeply trusted by the Godmother. No one knew her real name. Everyone who used a name for her called her Serenity. Her temper made that an amusing nickname.

His problem was her daughter, Serena. To say she was beautiful was like saying the water was wet. Objectively, it was true, but it failed to fully express the whole truth. He loved her.

He had become the mafia doctor completely by accident. He had patched up someone at the hospital one day, no questions asked, and the next thing he knew, he was being offered an obscene amount of money to be a private doctor. It turned out the man he helped was high up in the ranks.

He only showed up to meet Serenity out of respect yet was determined to say no until she showed up. He didn't even know who she was at first. All he knew was that she was beautiful, and she didn't wear a ring. He took one look into her bottomless blue eyes, and he said yes.

It was really bad luck for him that she was the daughter of the head in the mafia. He discovered that the first time he was in the main house disinfecting a deep stab wound and stitching it up.

The man was a high ranking general. Even while he was in extreme pain, he bowed his head to her as she walked by. Darien expressed his shock and then discovered who the goddess was that he dreamed of every night.

He stitched the man up and handed him antibiotics for the infection that was likely to happen. He didn't even question how the wound had gotten dirt and what looked like engine oil in it. He was paid very well for his silence after all.

He discovered that was something he was very good at doing. Darien never let anything slip. He was always in control of his words and actions. It quickly got him a chair at the head table. A table that ended up including the Mafia Princess Serena.

It was his invitation to the table that brought him into her sphere for the first time. After a few months, he noticed that when he spoke, her gaze was always locked on him. It made him want to fidget, which he managed to avoid due to years of practice as a doctor.

One day, when the meeting was over, and the Godmother Serenity left with one of her generals, he made his way to the private sitting room. He needed to clear his head of her. He was shocked when Serena marched right in after him. She locked the door, carded her fingers through his hair and pulled him into a heated kiss. He held her body in his hands and felt her mold to him. That was the moment that led his life fully into the trouble he was currently courting.

That trouble being the fact that Serena was, right now, on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth. He was leaning back on his elbows on the bed watching her lick and suck him. She was making the most delicious sounds while she bobbed her head up and down. She then slid her mouth so far down on him that the tip of his penis hit the back of her throat. She did that a few more times, and he pulled her off of him.

"Serena, you feel so good on my cock, but I want to cum inside of you. Lean over the bed." She leaned on her hands, bent forward with her ass up. He placed hishands on her ass and slowly slid inside of her. He loved to watch as his cock slid into her tight cunt. He then began sliding it in and out of her, and it glistened with her juices. He smirked as he watched her and how wild he was driving her already.

He tightened his grip on her ass, and she mewled. "Do you like that, Princess?"

"I told you to stop calling me Princess!" She rocked her hips back to slide along his cock.

"What should I call you then?" He continued thrusting into her at a slow steady pace. "You look like a goddess. Yet, you ordered me not to call you that too."

She looked at him over her shoulder and said, "Serena. After all, it's the name of the girl you are currently fucking."

He paused his movements, leaned over, and growled in her ear. "Serena, you know this is more than just fucking." He thrust into her hard. "Admit it."

"Oh, is it?" She asked coyly, and then wiggled her hips.

"Tell me what you said to me last night again." He pounded into her hard over and over, and while he did, he said, "Say it now!" He desperately needed to hear it again.

She moaned loudly, and then said, "I love you."

"And, I love you, Serena." He set a steady rhythm again. He let out a dark chuckle, "And, not just because you're so tight around my cock and have an amazing ass. I love this view right now."

"Shut up and fuck me before I throw you out of my room."

He picked up his pace and played with her breasts. She moaned. He started taking her harder and snapped his hips into her. He loved the sound they made when they came together. He felt his balls tighten, and he reached around to play with her clit. They both came together.

They made their way onto her bed, and he spooned her. "You're amazing."

She settled further into his arms. "I can't believe you love me. I've wanted you for so long."

He chuckled, "I was going to turn down your mother until I saw you across the room. The second I looked into your eyes I said yes. Well, that and I noticed you weren't wearing a ring. I would've run if you had been. I can imagine that looking at the wife of one of her generals wrong would end up with me in a shallow grave."

She laughed, "Don't be ridiculous. They would've doused you in gasoline and burned you alive. At least that's what happened last time."

"Oh yea, that makes me feel so much better." He rolled onto his back and sighed.

"I'm not another man's wife. What's the problem here?"

"No, you're just the daughter of the Godmother. That's all." He started to get up.

She grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back down on the bed. "You're really trying to walk out on me, now? I thought you loved me." She laughed bitterly.

He rolled on his side to look at her. "I do, and I'm sorry. I just want to be with you, and it's killing me that I can't see a way forward. You're all I want in this world." He stroked her cheek.

Her expression softened, and she cuddled up to him. "Trust me then, okay? My mother will never force me to marry anyone. I am positive of that." She looked into his eyes. "Or, is that not a problem, and I'm reading this wrong?"

He smiled, "No, you have this right. I want to marry you."

"So, it's settled. I work on my mother and assure that we get to marry."

"Wait, you want to marry me?"

"You proposed, and I said yes." She laughed lightly. "How did you miss that?"

"You're counting that as a proposal? Really romantic." He rolled his eyes with humor in them.

She shrugged, "What? Were you going to give me a ring? I thought the point was to get my mother on board with this and not make her discover new ways of torture. After all, you are sleeping with her daughter and heir."

"Not helping." he quipped.

"So, I'm not worth the risk?" She challenged with a smile.

"You're more than worth the risk." He kissed her forehead. "I would prefer a future with you and not with your mother's enforcer. That's all."

She smiled, "So, if I'm hearing this right, we're engaged."

He laughed and gave her a peck on the lips, "Yes, we're engaged."

She wiggled closer to him and rested her head on his chest. "I'm so incredibly happy right now."

He held her tightly and said, "So am I."

"Now, there's something you need to know about tomorrow. You have to pretend you don't though. Luckily, you're really good at that." She looked up at him with worry in her eyes.

"And, what's that?"

"Mother is lying to you about her health. I'm really worried about her, actually. You need to 'accidentally' force the truth out of her." Serena sighed, "She's afraid of appearing weak in front of anyone in the organization. Even her doctor. Show her that you can be trusted. It's risky, but it could get us one step closer together really. The risky part is-"

"-is that if she even has a fear that I will betray her secret, she'll have me killed." He smiled at her. "It's actually less of a risk than having sex with her daughter."

Serena laughed. "Good point. Now that you started sleeping with me, you can do all sorts of risky things. They would pale in comparison. You could skydive, bungee jump, even play with hungry lions... Ooh. You should get a motorcycle."

"You don't like my sports car?"

"I could wrap myself around you on the motorcycle. It would be sexy."

He grew melancholy, "I wish you could ride either with me. As much fun as this is," he lowered his head and sucked on her breast. He released her nipple and said, "I would like to take you out on a date."

She rolled over and laid on his chest. "We're engaged. We'll get to go on plenty of those once I work on my mother." She looked him in the eye, "I don't think it'll be as hard as you're thinking. She won't know we're sleeping together, so that'll be huge. It helps that my fiance can secretly prescribe me birth control pills, so there won't be any surprises."

He laughed, "I didn't think of it that way. We're just trying to get her to accept me dating you. She doesn't have to know what I've done to you." He flipped her on her back and hovered over her. "Or, how kinky you are."

She raised one flirty eyebrow, "Are you complaining?"

"Far from it. I happen to love everything you like to do." He thrust his hard cock against her leg. "I'm a huge fan."

She smirked, "You sure are. You do have your own kink too."

"And, what's that?"

"You like power. I'm the boss's daughter, and you like dominating me. You get off on ordering me to submit to you. Don't get me wrong. It gets me so hot when you do it. That's one of my kinks. I've been powerful my whole life. I enjoy losing the power for once. I love it when you order me on my knees to suck your cock, or when you push me up against the wall, lift my skirt, push my panties to the side-"

"Shit, Serena, are you trying to drive me wild here?"

She bat her eyes, "Oh, is that what I'm doing?"

He pushed her more fully onto her back and gave her a feral grin. He then commanded, "You better be wet already." He trailed his fingers through her folds, "Good girl. Now, spread your legs for me." He then thrust his cock inside of her with practiced ease. "I'm going to fuck you, right now. Now, clench your inner walls." He let out a moan. "There's a very good girl." He whispered in her ear, "I'm going to give it to you hard."

He began thrusting into her and watched her face show how much pleasure she was in no matter how demanding he got or how much it turned him on. He always checked to make sure that she was getting an equal amount of pleasure out of everything. After all, she was his everything. They might have just told each other "I love you" last night, but he had fallen months ago.

He changed his angle and watched her reaction. He was happy that he was able to find her g-spot so quickly. He kept at that angle and continued to drive himself into her. She keened out in pleasure, and he kissed her passionately. He then broke the kiss and said, "I love you." A few more thrusts and he was spilling himself inside of her while her orgasm crashed through her, milking him dry.

He collapsed next to her and buried his face in her neck. "Shit, I love you."

She chuckled, "You better. We're engaged after all."

He lifted his head to look at her. "I'm a lucky bastard." She suddenly looked upset, and he grew concerned, "What? What's wrong?"

"I don't think you understand how lucky I am to have you. I… I know you jokingly call me Princess, but it's not a joke to anyone else. I've been 'better than' people since I was born. My mother constantly tells me I'm too good for people. It's incredibly lonely. I don't want to be set apart from you. All I really want is to be your equal. I just want to stand side by side."

"Serena, if a man doesn't feel lucky to have a woman, he's a jackass. Your position in the mafia has no bearing on how lucky I feel to have you. It's solely based on who you are inside. The other stuff, that's what it is. It's all just stuff to me. I won't ever jokingly call you Princess though. I hear what you said, and I respect that it bothers you. It even makes sense to me too."

"It doesn't bother me so much when you say it. It just… I don't want to feel further away from you."

"So, Serena, what's your schedule tomorrow. Do I get to sneak back into your bed?" He smiled.

"Well, I have dinner tomorrow with my mother and an associate of hers." She rolled her eyes, "He's bringing his mistress. His wife has the flu. Ugh, it's just gross. She has the biggest boobs you've ever seen. He insisted that she get them of course, and he picked the size."

Darien shook his head in disgust, "The medical problems alone aren't worth it. Not to mention the psychological implications of getting your breast augmented to be accepted as someone's mistress."

"Gosh, I love you. How many guys would prefer small boobs?"

He rolled his eyes, "Your view is distorted. All of the women you know have had work. Purely as a medical professional, you have large, natural breasts."

"I do?" She was startled.

He nodded, "From a non-professional point of view, your boobs are fucking incredible." He sucked her nipple into his mouth and cupped her other breast. "You have no idea how many nights I had to masterbate in the shower just because your breasts looked good in whatever top you were wearing. It was so very many nights. I still get hard just thinking of you in that low cut light blue sweater you have. The way it molded to your breasts, and the cleavage it showed…" he started stroking his cock. "Even now, it gets me. That day, I was hit by an intense desire to bury my face in your breasts, cup them with my hands, and hear you moan out my name." He continued stroking his cock. "Then, I wanted to watch you strip out of your sweater and remove your bra. I fantasized what your naked breasts would look like. I wanted to suck on them and hear you beg me for more. It was such a vivid fantasy. Unfortunately for me, it was the first meeting that I was invited into your mother's inner circle. I sat there with everyone with a massive erection. Thank goodness we were sitting at the conference table, and no one could tell. I did, however, conjure up that fantasy again in the shower later that night."

Serena was incredibly turned on; she pushed him onto his back and sank down on his cock. "What do you think about this view of my boobs? I'm going to ride you while they dangle in your face." She rode him hard. He sucked on her breasts and played with her nipples. They came hard again, and she collapsed right into his chest.

"Even better than any fantasy I've ever had about them. So, tomorrow night?"

"I will be expecting you to be waiting for me in my bed. Don't bother wearing clothes."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

She then yawned and said, "How long can you stay?"

"You tell me. It's your room I could get caught in."

She sighed, "Never long enough. You better set your watch for four."

He smiled. "I will take any time with you that I can get."

The next day, Darien was waiting for the Godmother to finish up a meeting before her checkup. He was sitting with one of the generals chatting about basketball when Serena came downstairs.

Darien was sure he didn't let anything show when she appeared, but she smirked anyway. She knew just what she was doing to him in that damn blue sweater.

It was four months later, and Serena's twenty first birthday. As always, there was a huge party for her that night. She was, after all, their future boss.

Darien had kept Serena up to date on her mother's cancer. She had forgone treatment. It wouldn't have saved her life, just shown her decline sooner. She stressed that Serena had to secure her position now or else there was a chance for a coup. The Terras would also use the slightest sign of weakness to move in on their territory. It was essential that her diagnosis not be found out.

Serena had recently been told by her mother about her cancer, and she knew to begin to get ready to lead soon. She had always been active in the organization, but she had stepped in more and more. She was confident that she would be able to run everything when her mother passed. It brought her mother comfort to know her legacy wouldn't die with her.

Serenity had been incredibly pleased with Darien. Initially, she worried he would try to use the knowledge to secure a greater position for himself and more power. She was relieved when she didn't have to come up with a reason to have her doctor killed. It would have looked suspicious.

He didn't ask for more power, but she slowly began giving him more. He had earned her complete trust over those months. She had every intention of ensuring his loyalty was rewarded.

At the exact moment of Serena's birth, her mother drew everyone's attention. "Welcome honored guests! We come tonight to celebrate two things. One, being my daughter's birthday." She paused while everyone clapped for her. "Two, I have chosen a husband for my daughter. One that will support her in her new role. I am stepping down as the Godmother as of tomorrow. Serena will take my place."

Everyone clapped, but Serena was horrified. Her mother had promised her that she would choose her husband from a very early age. Yes, her mother had a say, but she wasn't to be forced. She spoke, "Mother, and who is this man supposed to be?"

Serenity scowled, "You will obey."

Serena just laughed, "Yes, of course mother." Darien paled at that pronouncement. "I'm sure I will be happy to marry him in six months time." She smirked. She was being cruel, but she was angry. Darien's shoulders relaxed. He knew, sadly, that her mother wouldn't be forcing anything in six months.

"You will marry him this week! I have planned it."

"Mom! You promised!"

"Stop being a brat. You will marry Dr. Shields. He has been trustworthy and loyal."

Darien wanted to curse. As relieved as he was, he knew that Serena's heart was broken. She had trusted her mother never to force her, even into a marriage she wanted. He watched steel form in Serena's eyes.

Serena said, "Very well, mother. I will obey." She bowed to her mom. "Darien," she held out her hand for him to take, which he did. She pulled him towards her. She looked at her mother and spoke to Darien, "Touch me."

"What?" He was confused and didn't know where this was going.

"Touch me. Mom wants to sell my body to you for your loyalty. Touch me." She took his hand and brought it to her breast. She looked in his eyes and tried to convey for him to trust her. He grabbed her breast and massaged it in his palm. He then lifted his other hand and did the same thing. She then said, "Does this make you feel better, mother?"

Serenity yelled, "You're being vulgar!"

"What? You have to watch a bit of what you're ordering me to do in the bedroom, and you're upset?"

Darien finally got what this was. She was making a point. She wanted to upset her mother. He knew that all she was doing was lashing out. They wouldn't be able to change her mother's mind. Nor did they want to. He had Serena to please in this and not her mother. He would choose her anytime.

He looked in her eyes, and what he saw there shocked him. He knew she had a lot of kinks, but this one surprised him. He stepped closer and whispered, "So, what about this is turning you on?"

"All of those bitches that were fawning over you tonight. They are hating this, and I am fucking loving it. That slut in the red dress is about to cry."

He let out a low, throaty chuckle and pinched her nipples. He loved the moan he got out of her. He whispered, "Tell her you'll marry me."

She spoke up for everyone to hear, "Turns out I'll marry him after all. I guess it shouldn't surprise me that a doctor is good with his hands. Let's see what else he's good at." She then pulled him to follow her out after her and told the valet to get his car.

The valet returned quickly. They knew which cars to make available quickly. They knew who was higher ranked and expected special treatment. It also translated into better tips.

She got in his car and smiled. "I finally get to ride in this thing with you."

"Serena, I'm sorry."

"It's what we wanted."

"No, it's the result we wanted. We didn't want you to be forced to marry anyone. Even me. Especially me. I only want to be your choice."

"Well, her promise came before she was dying."

"That makes it worse!" He huffed. "How do I fix this?"

"I'm not mad at you."

"No, you're mad at your dying mother. I don't want that for you. I hate what she did. Even though I get to marry you."

She sighed, "The thing is though, if I really think about it, she chose well for me. You are exactly who I would pick. Should I be mad when she might have just seen how good we could be together? Maybe she just knows me well enough to pick you."

He didn't point out that her mother shouldn't have sprung it on her then. He only nodded.

"I don't want to think about it." She paused and looked panicked, "Do you even want to marry me in a week?"

"That is the stupidest question I've ever heard. I desperately want to be your husband."

Serena started to cry. "I'm so sorry. I made it sound like I didn't want to marry you!"

"I didn't think that for a second. I knew immediately what the problem was. You trusted her to let you choose."

Darien's phone rang and he said, "It's the Godmother. I have to answer this." He picked up, "Hello?"... "Yes. I have her." … "I'm assuming you're okay with me sleeping with her." … "Trust me. We are going straight home. Don't expect me early in the morning." … "Bye."

"You just told my mother you were going to sleep with me?"

"Yup!"

"Why?"

"I'm going to. I don't plan on hiding it now. If she can do what she did, we can enjoy being open about us, finally." He looked at her, and immense joy swept over her face.

She said, "You said the only thing that could make me stop being upset over what mom did. We can finally be open about our relationship." She laughed. "You're in so much trouble. I'm going to walk around in the sexiest outfits. You're going to be constantly dragging me into empty rooms to fuck me."

"Like you wear that damn blue sweater?"

"Oh, that will be tame compared to what I have planned."

He gave her a heated look, "I promise not to be tame."

"Drive faster."

They made it to the mansion and into her room. He groaned, "You are so hot in this dress. When you had me touch you in it, I got so fucking hard." He reached down the low neckline and pulled out her breast. He sucked her nipple into his mouth. "You're mine. Every man that looked at you tonight, lusted after you, now knows that I will be in bed with you. You'll be moaning my name, feeling my cock bringing you pleasure." He gave an evil smirk, "They know you're mine now."

"As if I wanted anyone else."

"Now they know it."

"Then stop talking, and take me."

He lifted her up and pressed her against the wall. He wrestled the dress and got it up around her waist. He then unzipped his pants and got them down just far enough. He pulled her panties to the side and slid his cock into her. "This was what I wanted to do to you the moment I saw you in this dress." He began steadily thrusting. "I wanted to feel you around my cock, wet and so tight. I wanted to see you looking wanton and wrecked for me." He pulled the neckline of her dress down and her breasts spilled out. He then thrust harder, "I wanted to watch your huge boobs bounce in time with me thrusting into you. Fuck, I love your boobs." He picked up his pace. "Do you like that? Do you like what I'm doing to you?"

"Yes! Fuck, yes! It feels so good."

"I get to do this to you now whenever you'll let me. I get to tell everyone I love you." At that, he lost it. He pounded into her over and over. He wanted her. To claim her and for her to claim him.

"Harder! You're mine. Make me orgasm, and leave me unable to walk!"

He chased their release, and they collapsed on the soft carpet. He was panting, and sweat ran down his forehead.

She smiled at him and said, "We marry in a week."

He nodded nervously.

"It's a good thing. I'm going to focus on how I feel for you."

Darien wanted to fix things. He chanced saying, "Sweetheart, tell me if I am wrong, but if you think about it, your mother made this choice out of fear. She's dying. She's not in her right mind."

She nodded, "You're right. And, as afraid as she is, she still chose you. I will let that count for something."

He held her while they slept that night. He didn't know what tomorrow would bring and that scared him. He hated that their marriage could be hurtful to her at all.

The next morning, there was pounding on her door. He looked at Serena and she looked completely debauched. "I'll get it. You look like sex right now." He gave her a shit eating grin and pulled on boxers.

He opened the door and Serenity was there. He stayed standing tall. Even mostly naked. He was her choice for Serena after all.

"The wedding planner will be here in two hours. I expect you both to be there."

Serena appeared behind him in his dress shirt. "Hello, mother. We will be there."

Serenity rolled her eyes, "You can stop pretending now."

"What are you talking about?" Serena asked.

Serenity stepped into the room and shut the door behind her. She looked at Darien and said, "That was all an act on my part. You know once I die there will be men trying to marry her by any means necessary." She smirked, "You've been sleeping with my daughter for months. Don't act like you didn't get what you wanted."

Serena's eyes showed shock, "You knew?"

"Of course I did. He gave nothing away. You, you I could tell. When you were confident around him, I knew your understanding changed. I got this position by being able to read people. Now, no one will fight his right to you. I chose him." She smirked at Darien and spoke to Serena. "Now today, you need to look pleased with my decision. Everyone will just assume that he was so good in bed that he tamed your temper."

Darien smiled, and Serena rolled her eyes, "So, your ego gets stroked in this. It's like I am saying that you have a big cock, and I liked you fucking me."

"I'm not hearing the lie anywhere. What's the problem?" He looked smug.

"Mother, I love you. Thank you for making it possible for me to marry him." Serena showed her out, closed and locked the door.

"So, big boy. Got another round in you?"