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The Mafia's Willing Prey SEVENTY
SEVENTY“Maybe that's exactly why I chose it.”Their eyes remained locked into each other. It was there. They could feel it. The tension…the hunger…desire surmounting the air like it belonged there.She stared into his eyes and all she could was primal lust—almost animalistic. It excited her in a way she didn't think was possible, and terrified her too. She could have sworn that she heard him growl too. “That turns you on right? The idea of men undressing you with their eyes with you knowing fully well they’re one step away from death.” He took a step closer and she took one backward.Her breathing hitches.This shouldn't be turning her on but it was. It turning her the hell on. “Tell me. You would like it…huh? And when am on the edge I won’t kill him like he would be expecting. I’ll make him watch while I fuck the woman he can never have,” he muttered, his words like a tingle against her skin. “And then I’ll kill him—slowly,” he paused, his eyes raking over her like a hungry caveman
The Mafia's Willing Prey SIXTY-NINE
SIXTY-NINEIsabelle stepped out in a spicy pepper red satin gown, clinging to her like a second skin. The neckline dipped, shoulders bare, with a slit that ran up her thigh that whispered everything dangerous.Alessandro looked up from his phone and stilled. His jaw twitched.“Isabelle,” he muttered faintly, like her name had burned his tongue.She didn't know why but the way he called her name did something to her. “How is it?” “Not enough,” he responded darkly. And the next look he gave her told her that he wanted her in another dress. Isabelle bit her lips as she walked back into the changing room with Cici’s laughter from a joke she cracked echoing across the room. In minutes, she was out again. This time around the dress was full length. The kind of dress for a royal garden wedding. The lace hugged her hips, glittering faintly in the light, but the neckline was high, too modest for a party. She stepped forward towards him, waiting for what he had in mind.“No”“What? That's it?”
The Mafia's Willing Prey SIXTY-EIGHT
SIXTY-EIGHT“Alessandro—”“Get in,” he roared. For a moment she was tempted to tell him that she would rather walk in the pouring rain than get in a car driven by him. But that would be stupid—considering his angry demeanor and the fact that she had a request that she badly wanted him to agree to. She looked back and Sergei’s car was nowhere to be found. Pulling open the passenger door, although cautious of how wet she was, she slid into the seat, slamming the door shut.“Where's Sergei?” she asked.“You drove him away with your wildness.”“I only wanted to play a little,” she sulked.“Play…under the rain? What are you? Five?”She pouted a bit. “It's fun. You should try it out. It's still raining. We can go out now…”“Neither you nor I are getting into that rain. Didn't you think about yourself? You could catch a cold at any moment from now. Do you think I have the words ‘rescue mission’ permanently stamped on my forehead?” he stated grimly.She didn't like the way he sounded. It was
The Mafia's Willing Prey SIXTY-SEVEN
SIXTY-SEVENThis man was oddly quiet. She stole glances at him at intervals but he never returned any. And she had no choice but to conclude that he was a strange man.Sergei’s eyes remained fixed on the road, his hands firm on the steering wheel. She wasn't close to him and that was okay, but who drove in a car with someone of which you guys are the only humans in the car and you would feel perfectly fine not having a conversation?Apparently this man!Staring at him again she took in his peculiar features. He was in a suit as usual. Alessandro had made it so easy for her to grow accustomed to seeing and expecting suits all the time. Every inch of his skin from his jawline to his fingertips were covered in tattoos. With his hair which was unexpectedly groomed, and dark brown eyes he might be considered handsome, but to her he looked mysterious and menacing in every way. Like he just stepped out of prison but this time around with a—suit.“Where are you taking me to?” she asked, hopin
The Mafia's Willing Prey SIXTY-SIX
SIXTY-SIX Tap. Tap. She knocked softly against the door leading into his office. Or maybe it was boardroom door. She didn't know which. All she knew was that she just might have seen him slip in and out of here with documents and sometimes—cold and stone-faced looking men. She hadn't been in this room since the incident where he humiliated her by sending her out of the room after he touched her the moment his men obeyed his orders by sending their heads down. The memory of it only filled her with disgust and irritation. He didn't respond to her soft knocks or beckon on her to come in so she pushed the door open. And there her husband sat in all his glory staring at her with those eyes that were all shades of bitter chocolates. He wasn't alone either. Marco and Sergei’s eyes clashed with hers as well. Oopsie! You definitely interrupted something, her mental voice rang out. Nervously gripping the door handle, she bit the insides of her cheeks and decided to retreat, “I’m sorry,” he
The Mafia's Willing Prey SIXTY-FIVE
SIXTY-FIVE••DAYS LATER••Rubbing his temples in an attempt to help ease it's throbbing, he made his way to the library. It was one of his sacred spots. And plus, he had his space where he sat, thought,and worked on business whenever he needed to. And right now, he had a lot on his mind to settle. The Russians were still in on dragging their boundaries with them. They were asking for war, and they would surely get it. And all these was supposed to be a distraction for how Isabelle had been treating him since their last scenario. She was ignoring everything about him and he was only here to bury his head in work and not think about anything related to her.Halting in his steps…She was here.Of course she was. She's fucking everywhere, or maybe he knew she was going to be here and that's why he had been coming into the library more frequently than he did. They had not spoken since the aftermath of the morning incident. They were avoiding each other the way one would avoid a dangerous p
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