MasukLuciano is right here uncovering a mystery while Elizabeth is fighting for her life—lol. Anyway, next chapter coming right up and soon!
Chapter 119••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••“Today, I'm going to make simple for you. Simple for the both of us,” I grab his jaw and force him to look back at me. ”At the end of the day, whatever goes on here all boils down to the decisions you make in here.”He breathes too hard, his eyes tracking routes, corners, around the room. Just anything that would serve as an escape route. It's a ridiculous cause.He won't find anything.He's been down here in my cage for approximately 82 days, if I'm counting well. The man doesn't look recognizable, but that's fine. Makes me want to get things over with.He is one of the men who attacked Elizabeth at the party. We got hold of two actually.One died because I was way too hot-tempered to control my anger, and I killed the dude without hearing more from him.And this one before me? The second.I'm not taking chances with this one. I'm fucking gonna get all the information I need, even if it means ushering new techniques.I let go of his jaw, ta
Chapter 118*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*“And yes, I know you weren't alone. I know you weren't praying in there. I know exactly what you were up to, Sister Elizabeth,” she reveals, the victorious glint in her eyes matching her words.I swallow hard, trying to think of something—anything. “What? You don't know what to say anymore? Because last night you sounded like you had a lot to say,” Sister Maria continues, still crossing her arms, waiting for an explanation from me.Honestly, I still don't know why she hates me so much. I have never done anything wrong to her.Perhaps some people simply need someone to hate to gain peace. Some people including Sister Maria.And for years, I made myself an easy target.I was quiet. I apologized too much. I cried too easily. I never fought back.Yet, she still doesn't like me.“Whatever it is you're talking about, I'm very sure you're wrong. I was in my room, having a good night rest. It's all in your imagination.”She laughs. “Oh, don't insul
Chapter 117*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I pull the blankets higher, trying to ward off the sun trying to break in through the windows.I'm about to resume sleeping when the sound of the bells fills my ears, letting me know it's time for morning prayers soon. Which also means one thing—I'm not outside anymore. I am in the convent… in my room.I crack one eye open, studying my environment, then open the other eye. This is actually my room and I'm not imagining things.Last night, I remember the time at the shower, the bike ride with Luciano, but I don't remember getting in bed and tucking myself in.A smile creeps up my face, making my cheeks turn red when I realize it might have been his doing. Slowly, I try to get off the bed, the little soreness in between my thighs reminding me of what we did yesterday.I keep replaying them, scene after scene until I get to the part where my new-found realization dawned on me. Where I realized I have feelings for him.My mood changes instant
Chapter 116 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• I hold her to me, needing this as much as I think she does. Elizabeth's face is pressed into the crook of my neck, her heavy breaths warming my skin. “Hold me tight,” I tell her. She does. And she stays exactly how she is, arms and legs wrapped around me as I slip out of her. When she lifts her face from my neck and holds my gaze, I find something I can't recognize in her expression. My heart hammers as I stare back at her, noticing that her eyes are red and swollen too. Almost like she was crying, and trying to hold it back. Panic claws at my chest at the thought that perhaps, I might have hurt her. She sees me looking, tries to look away but I hold her firmly in place, taking away the opportunity she had. “Hey,” I try to get her attention, my hand gently on her jaw. “What's wrong? Did I hurt you? Was I too fast? Too rough?” Numerous questions fall from my lips as I try to figure out what exactly I did wrong. Everythi
Chapter 115*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I hook one leg around his waist and pull him to me, shifting my hips, hoping his fingers will slip lower and deeper. I want him inside me. My body is screaming for him to touch those places that only he knows how to reach. Knowing exactly what I want from him, he slides two thick fingers inside me and my pussy squeezes around him as pleasure and heat surges through my body. “You… I…” Those two words are all I can manage as he thrusts deeper, massaging my inner walls as the heel of his palm rubs against my clit until my orgasm starts building to a crescendo. Waves of rippling pleasure start rolling through my core as he buries his face against my neck, dragging his teeth over my sensitive skin.“You hear how wet your cunt is for me?” he asks before he starts to suck on my neck, pulling his fingers all the way out before driving them back in for emphasis. The slick sounds of my pussy are almost drowned out by the blood rushing in my ears as
Chapter 114*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*My anger builds as I think about the fact that he mentioned my sister while stroking himself.It shouldn't hurt so much. But it does. It hurts a lot.And when hot tears fills my eyes, I get even madder. He's not even mine to begin with, then why am I crying this much?When I approach him to tell him my mind, he pulls me to him.I struggle, but his arms are solid muscle, and his hold doesn't budge. I land right on top of him, and before I can get off, he rolls us both over, leaving him on top of me.His body presses into mine. “Angel,” he calls me again, but I'm too busy crying to love it.“Don't… Stop calling me that.” I try to push him off, but he snags my wrists and holds them together in one of his large hands above my head. “Angel. Angel. Angel,” he repeats, this time around more intentional and it makes me cry even more.“I hate you.”“You don't hate me,” he retorts, his free hand wiping the tears off my face. “You might want to. But y
Chapter 56 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* Few months ago, I could have sworn on anything valuable to me that I'm more than ready to become the bride of Christ. I could have sworn that the devil has got nothing on me, that I am as innocent and pure as a dove, as anything pure can be. For some r
Chapter 50 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• She fits against me too perfectly like she was fucking made for me. That's the first thought that cuts through the chaos in my head as thunder cracks through the quiet library again and her fingers clutch my shirt like it's the only solid thing le
Chapter 52 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• “How did you get this scar?” A vulnerable look passes through her eyes, then replaced with something more concerning. I follow her gaze directly to the spot where she has her hand placed. I know what she's trying to do—she's changing the fucking topic
Chapter 49 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* The car doors slam shut around me. I press my hands to the window, staring out at the building as the engine jolts to life. As we speed away, my body finally gives in, shaking uncontrollably at the image of his bloodied hands and cold eyes burn into my

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