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A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred-Nine
MIDNIGHT CONFESSIONS~ ALEXANDRO'S POV~The countdown had begun, voices rising around us like a wave."Ten! Nine! Eight!"Lauren looked radiant in my arms, her hazel eyes reflecting the golden light of the chandeliers. All night, I'd been fighting battles on multiple fronts…Julian's machinations, Leonardo's threats, Patrick's jealousy….but here, with her, everything else faded to background noise."Seven! Six! Five!""Are you ready for the new year?" she asked, her voice almost lost in the chanting crowd.Was I ready? For whatever storm was coming? For Viktor's inevitable vengeance once he discovered how much she meant to me? For the moment when she would learn the truth about who I was?"Four! Three!"I cupped her face, my thumb tracing the curve of her cheekbone. She leaned into my touch, trusting and open in a way that made my chest ache. I didn't deserve her trust, but I craved it like oxygen."Two! One!""HAPPY NEW YEAR!"The room exploded in cheers as confetti rained from the
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred-Eight
NEW YEAR GALA ~ALEXANDRO'S POV~I watched Lauren from across the ballroom, unable to take my eyes off her. The silver dress she wore caught every light, making her glow as if she were made of stardust. Short enough to show her long legs but still elegant, it hugged every curve of her body perfectly. She had pinned her dark hair up, exposing the graceful line of her neck where my diamond necklace rested against her skin—a Christmas gift that had made her gasp when she had opened it.Mine. The thought settled in my chest, possessive and warm."Castello," Julian Blackwood appeared at my side, uninvited and unwelcome. "Magnificent party, isn't it?"I didn't look at him, keeping my gaze fixed on Lauren as she sipped champagne near the orchestra. "What do you want, Julian?"He chuckled, swirling his drink. "Can't I simply congratulate a fellow businessman on his exquisite taste?" His eyes followed my line of sight to Lauren. "In all things."My jaw tightened. "Careful.""She is stunning
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred -Seven
NOT LETTING GO ~LAUREN POV~The moment Alexandro's lips left mine, I was breathless, my heart pounding against my ribs like a caged bird desperate to break free. His hands moved with purpose, sliding down the straps of my gown, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk. I stood there in nothing but my lace underwear, my skin flushed and tingling under his gaze. He smirked, his dark eyes devouring me, and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. "Damn it, You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his voice rough and low, sending shivers down my spine.He stepped closer, his hands cupping my breasts, thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples. I gasped, arching into his touch, my head falling back as he leaned in to take one peak into his mouth. His tongue swirled, sucking gently, and I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair. "Alexandro," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Please."He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated against my skin. "Please what, Lauren?" he teased,
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred -Six
SIN & DANGER.~LAUREN'S POV~I stood outside Shadows, the cool night air a welcome relief after the heat of the club. Three black SUVs idled at the curb, their engines purring quietly in the darkness. The sight of such ridiculous security still felt strange to me—a reminder of the world I had stumbled into when I had lied about dating Alexandro.Vanessa whistled low. "Someone's paranoid."Emily folded her arms across her chest. "Or paying back for something."I shot my sister a warning look, but she merely shrugged, the tension between us still simmering beneath the surface. Sophia linked arms with Emily, her smile bright but determined."Don't worry about us," she told me, squeezing Emily's arm when she tried to pull away. "We'll be fine. I'll make sure this one gets home safely."I hesitated, still uneasy about leaving Emily after our argument. "Are you sure? I can…”"Go," Emily cut me off, her voice softer than before. "I'm a big girl, Lauren. I don't need you to babysit me."Befo
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Five
CRISIS AVERTED ~LAUREN'S POV~I moved through the crowd like a woman possessed, my eyes locked on my baby sister pressed against the wall with Mario—a man who probably had more blood on his hands than I could imagine—hovering over her. Emily's hands were on his chest, her head tilted back in that familiar way that meant she was about to make a terrible decision.Not on my watch."Emily!" I grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Mario. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"Mario's hands shot up in a gesture of innocence, though his eyes gleamed with something dark and amused. "Easy, New York. We were just talking.""Is that what you call it?" I snapped, positioning myself between them. "She's twenty years old, for god's sake!"Emily yanked her arm from my grip, her cheeks flushed with alcohol and anger. "Stop treating me like a child, Lauren! I'm an adult!""Then start acting like one!" I hissed, aware we were creating a scene despite the pounding music. "You're drunk, and he's…
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Four
ENEMIES WITHIN THE WALLS ~ALEXANDRO'S POV~I watched Lauren's car disappear around the corner, the weight of what lay ahead settling on my shoulders."You look like a lovesick puppy," Mario said, blowing smoke from his cigar. I turned to him, my expression hardening. "Update."Mario’s smirk faded, professional ruthlessness replacing his casual behavior. "Julian Blackwood confirmed for the summit. Viktor's men are still tracking Isabella's movements, but our decoys are working. We've got eyes on Ethan Miller—still digging into your past, but finding nothing useful yet.""And the bodies?""Three so far. All Castello associates. All made to look like accidents."I checked my watch. We had twenty minutes to reach the Peninsula Hotel for the Titan Summit—an exclusive gathering of the most powerful business leaders in the country. Or as Mario liked to call it, "a dick-measuring contest with champagne.""Let's go," I said, sliding into the waiting car. "And Mario?""Yeah, boss?""No guns
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Three
BROKEN MOMENT ~LAUREN’S POV~I stood in the doorway of Alexandro safe home, my throat tight with surprising emotion as I hugged her goodbye. Despite only knowing her for days, I felt like I was leaving family."I'm going to miss you," I said, meaning it more than I'd expected.Isabella cupped my face in her hands, her green eyes, studying me intently. "You're good for him," she said. "He smiles now. Do you know how rare that is?"Before I could respond, she turned to Alexandro, who was checking his watch behind me. "You," she said sharply, pointing a manicured finger at him, "keep this one.""Mother," Alexandro warned, but Isabella wasn't finished."I should be hearing church bells soon," she continued, ignoring his darkening expression. "I'm not getting any younger, and I want grandchildren while I can still chase them around the garden."My cheeks burned. "Isabella, we haven't….”"Bah," she waved away my protest. "When you know, you know. And my son, for all his faults, knows what
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred -Two
DANCE WITH THE DEVIL~LAUREN'S POV~I sat across from Isabella at the lakeside café, watching her stir her tea with practiced elegance. Four days in Geneva had felt like stepping into another life—one where I belonged in this world of old money and older secrets."More pastry, dear?" Isabella offered, pushing the plate of croissants toward me."I shouldn't," I laughed. "My clothes barely fit after all the food you've been feeding me."Isabella waved dismissively. "Nonsense. You Americans are too concerned with size. In my day, curves were celebrated."I took a croissant, unable to resist. Something about Isabella made it impossible to say no to her. She had the same magnetic pull as her son, but where Alexandro commanded, Isabella charmed."Speaking of celebrating," she said, her green eyes—so like Alexandro's—twinkling with mischief, "tell me more about how you met my son. The real story, not the polite version you told me the first day."I nearly choked on my pastry. "What makes you
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred-One
NOT A SAINT~ALEXANDRO'S POV~I watched my mother take Lauren's hands in hers, their heads bent close together as they laughed over something I couldn't hear. The sight was surreal. My mother…a woman who had spent decades looking over her shoulder, trusting no one…was treating Lauren like a long-lost daughter within minutes of meeting her."You know when I first met your Lauren, I thought she must be using some kind of black magic on you," my mother said, looking up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "My Alexandro, falling in love? Impossible."I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "Very funny, Mother."Lauren's cheeks flushed pink, but she didn't look away from my gaze. That was one of the countless things I loved about her—she never backed down."It's not magic," Lauren said, her voice warm. "Your son just needed someone stubborn enough to not be intimidated by him."My mother's laughter echoed through the safe house. "I like this one, Alexandro. Much better than
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