The Mafia Boss's Kitten

"Mmmmnnn!" I moaned as his hand moved fast and clamped hard on my jaw, his thumb moving forward towards the entrance of my mouth and prying my lips open forcefully.
His thumb invaded my mouth, and my pussy clenched even harder at that move, my eyes getting hooded as Ethan watched me intently.
My tongue moved around his thumb as I sucked hard on it, but just then, he pried his finger out, and I was left gasping hard, my face heated with arousal.
"You are one slutty little red kitten who needs a master to teach her a lesson, hmmm," Ethan whispered, his breath hot against my ear, as his hand hooked in my hair, and he rose to his feet.
What I felt next was the handcuffs slapping shut on both my wrists, the metal cold and heavy on my wrists.
“Now, you can give an answer to my question: did you touch yourself?” Ethan drawled out, his voice heavy with seduction as the gun pressed further into my side belly.
Ruby's life had always been marked by bad luck, starting with her mother's hatred, the betrayal of her best friend, and carrying the child of a hasty one-night stand.
Finally, meeting Ethan seemed to put her life back on track, but that didn't last long, as she soon found herself entangled in a web of mafia wars - a world of guns, bloodshed, and death where even her own life was not guaranteed.
Will she be able to survive it all alive? Perhaps things would be different if Ethan accepted his feelings for her, but in his words, he isn't capable of love.