Library
Maghanap
Home / Mafia / The Captured Mafia Bride / CHAPTER -SIX

Share

CHAPTER -SIX

Author: Iris Brown
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-04 00:02:31

Lyla' POV

I rushed into the room, slamming the door behind me so hard, I felt the rattle in the ceilings. Collapsing on the bed did nothing to stop the errant beat that came out of me, I felt brand new.

I was attracted to these men.

Achilles, Xiomar and especially Emilio. The way he made me feel, the way he came. How his face confronted with pleasure, gasps of my name filling my ears as he came undone from my touch.

“Fuck Lyla,”I scream into the pillow. This was not meant to happen, touching them. “It's just Stockholm syndrome,” I mutter, still tasting his cum.

I go into the bathroom, refusing to look into the mirror to see myself. “What would Mama say?” I grab the toothpaste and my brush and proceed to clean my breath.

It helps a bit. I can only taste mint now, choking me down to my throat. I still felt his tongue though—

“Lyla Russo, snap out of this,” I whisper harshly to myself. A quick shower, that would help. Preferably a cold one. I felt better and I still had to deal with get
Patuloy na basahin ang aklat na ito nang libre
I-scan ang code upang i-download ang App
Locked Chapter
Nakaraang Kabanata Susunod na kabanata

Pinakabagong kabanata

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FOURTY-NINE

    Achilles POVMy ribs burned.I pretended to be fine, knowing even the slightest complaint would make Lyla spiral. The guys hit were hard, and he could really throw punches. He was big and clumsy though, stumbling everywhere. I winced, feeling my ribs crack more when I tried to stand up.“We should go,” I tell my brothers. Lyla rises up with me, offering her body for support. “I can walk fine, Lyla,” I say stubbornly.Lyla twists her lips in a frown, holding her words back with little effort. “I'm fine, baby girl,” I say, kissing her briefly. She nods, grabbing my hand and pushes her fingers into mine. “Are all the matches taken care of?” Xiomar grunts. “We’re good to go.”We walked out of the gym, teaching the car. Lyla opens the back seat, following behind me.“Why was he there?” she asked.Shit.“He has been looking for you,” I said, wincing in pain.“Why did no one tell me this?”she said, anger in her tone.“You're still our captive, even though we might like kissing you,” Emilio

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

    “My challenge today,” Daniel says with a sick grin on his face, “os aimed towards no one but the famous Draghi heir,” his gaze finally lands on mine. He smirks, taking I. How tight my arm is wrapped around Achilles own.“Achilles Draghi.”No.“You must not accept,” I beg, tugging on Achilles arms. He doesn't look at me, his eyes locked with Daniel's instead.“Please talk some sense into your brother,” I turned to Emilio, tears gathering in my eyes. “He could die.”“He can't reject this fight little bird,” Emilio says, defeat in his voice. “He can't reject it.”Achilles removed my hand from his body and stands up. “You can't be serious,” I gasp. “What sort of pride is this?”“If he rejects it, people will think we are weak. Whispers, attacks, just imagine that,” Xiomar makes way for his brother to pass through. Achilles doesn't even bother turning back to look at me, like he already knows I am in pain.He finally gets to the middle, facing Daniel. He looks up at the fake clown and spit

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

    Lyla’s POVThe gym smells different tonight. “What's up with the smoke,” I can across my face. “It's just props,” Xiomar says, opening the curtains at the back. “After you, my lady.”I walk in front of the three men, into the biggest fighting pit I have ever seen.“Holy shit,” I curse, taking in the scenario unfolding in front of me.About a thousand men are here tonight, maybe more. Two men are in the ring, brawling in the floor.There's no referee.“How do they know the winner?” “When the other person dies, little bird,” Emilio saunters to the middle of the room. The crowd clears for him, letting him lead us to the front, where we can see everything.“Welcome, Boss,” a girl wearing lingerie comes up to us, a tray of drinks in her hands. “Your favourite.”Xiomar takes the tray from her. “Thanks. How's tonight?”“As packed as ever,” she says in a sultry voice, her eyes flickering towards me. “Is this a new countess?”The fuck is a countess?“No, she is not. You may go.”She glanced a

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

    Lyla’s POV “Lyla, Lyla wake up.” What was happening? “Lyla,”Xiomar taps my thighs. I fell asleep? “Hey,” I groaned, turning in the bed. “What's up?” “Let's go. We're all going out tonight.” “Where?” I sigh, getting up from the bed. “To the gym,” he says, grinning. “It's midnight, X.” “Yeah, I told you I wanted to take you somewhere. We're all going together.” I walked to the wardrobe, pulling it open. “Any dress code?” “Comfort, if you please.” He leaves me alone in the room. Hmm, comfort. I do not want to show comfort tonight. A few minutes later, I walk down the stairs. The three brothers are there. Achilles was back from work and he has changed into a pair of jeans and a green T-shirt, his full sleeve out tonight. Xiomar was dressed in his usual black colours, while Emilo wore the tightest pair of leather pants I have seen, with a vest that was unbuttoned, his scars making his skin beautiful. He whistles as he sees me, making his brothers turn. “Fuck,

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

    Achilles' POV“Mr Drummond,” I spin around in my chair, enjoying the yellow lights illuminating the city's night. “We have an issue.”Mr Drummond, owner of Drummond security, was one of my trusted friends.“Achilles,” Matthias says, “It does seem we have a problem.”I sit up, staring at my rolex. It was already 7 pm. Xiomar had informed me of his intentions to take Lyla to the ring. I was to accompany them.“Well, share your cause of concern with me,” I say. “Let's see if they match.”Matthias sucks in a deep breath. “We were breached.”“How convenient.”“Would I lie to you, Boss?”“Well, I don't fucking know,” I thunder, “The only reason youare not fucking dead is because we have been friends for more than ten years. It seems alliances are fucking failing right now and I really really want someone to fucking tempt me.”“Believe me, Achilles. The guys fucked up, but we were breached.”“Tell me what happened.” I adjusted my suit. The office was empty, with all the employees gone for th

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

    Emilio’s POV I was waiting for Lyla to come out, her used panties in my hand. “Fuck me,” I breathed in. Why did she have to smell so good?My girl came out with a pink towel wrapped around her, her black midnight hair falling to her waist. The water had brought out its natural waves, making her look like an Arabian princess.“What are you doing, Emilio?” Lyla inquires, resting her body on the bathroom door.She looks tired, her eyes showing her fatigue. Her pale skin was covered in water droplets and she smelt heavenly.“Just waiting for you, little bird,”I grin. Lyla rolls her eyes, walking to stand between my wide open legs. I touch her soft skin, running my hands up the back of her knee.“That was nice. Thank you Emilio. You're very kind.”Kind.“You really think so?” I say, peeking up at her. Her lashes are so long and full. The short curly pieces. I wanted to touch them. “Yes, I do.” She says, touching my beard. “You don't think you are?”I bite my lips, thinking of all the adj

Higit pang Kabanata

Maaari mong magustuhan

Galugarin at basahin ang magagandang nobela
Libreng basahin ang magagandang nobela sa GoodNovel app. I-download ang mga librong gusto mo at basahin kahit saan at anumang oras.
Libreng basahin ang mga aklat sa app
I-scan ang code para mabasa sa App
DMCA.com Protection Status