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Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Four
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Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Six
The car was already waiting outside the school gate when Luci stepped out with her bag hanging over her shoulder.Miguel nudged Edward when he spotted the familiar vehicle.“Your ride?” Miguel teased lightly.She rolled her eyes but smiled. “See you guys tomorrow.”She waved and walked toward the car. “Hi,” Andro greeted first as she got close enough.For a second, she considered sitting in the back. It felt improper to sit there when he was technically driving her out. So then, she closed the back door and walked around to the passenger side. She opened it and got in.“Hm,” she hummed in response to his greeting, fastening her seatbelt.He noticed her hesitation and smiled faintly. He liked that she didn't choose to sit in the back today.As they drove off, the silence felt heavier than it should.“The movie isn’t long. But it’s supposed to be funny. You will laugh a lot.” he broke the silence.She glanced at him briefly. “You researched it?”He shrugged. “A little.”She didn’t smil
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Five
The taste of himself still on her tongue felt like the last thin line snapping between them, leaving nothing to hide behind. When he pushed her gently against the wall, the cool surface at her back only made the heat of his body feel stronger.They both pulled away from the kiss, their breaths fanning each other's faces. He looked at her, his eyes dark and heavy, studying every small change on her face.Then his hand slid from her waist, moving slowly down her side until his palm brushed the inside of her thigh. The touch was unhurried, almost teasing, and it made her breath catch unevenly in her chest. He took her lips again as his fingers reached the center of her warmth, she broke against his mouth with a soft sound, one that admitted how badly she had wanted this.She was already wet, already aching for him. The tension that had built between them from the moment she had knelt before him showed in every slick movement of his fingers. He pushed one finger inside her carefully, wat
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Four
She walked into Jairo’s room and saw that he was about to take off his shirt.“Let me help you with that,” she said softly as she moved closer and reached for the fabric.“How was work today?”“Good.” he replied shortly, and she hummed.His eyes stayed on her after the response. They were calm, steady, but full of quiet intention. She was wearing her nightwear, thin and short, outlining her body clearly. When she noticed how he was looking at her, she glanced up.“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked with a small laugh as she moved behind him to carefully pull his shirt off.He only smirked and shook his head slightly. Once the shirt was off, she found herself staring at his chest. Strong. Warm. Familiar. When he turned to face her fully, she lifted her eyes to meet his.He leaned down and pressed a slow kiss to her neck. “How was your day?” he asked quietly.She let out a soft breath and turned around so her back was against his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist, ho
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Three
She couldn’t find a response. She simply stared at his face, searching for any sign that he was joking. But he hid behind his usual lazy smile, even though inside, he was just as anxious. He didn’t even understand why he had said the word so suddenly. It had slipped out of him before he could think it through.Before either of them could speak again, Kara’s phone rang. She lowered her gaze quickly, handed the bowl of soup to him, and reached for her phone. When she saw the caller ID, she glanced back at him.“It’s Luci,” she said.Jairo nodded lightly. He told her he was feeling much better now and that Luci wouldn’t be as shaken as before.She answered the call and spoke to Luci, telling her to ask Alejandro to bring her to the hospital.When Luci arrived, she already suspected something serious had happened. But seeing her uncle lying there with a thick bandage wrapped around his chest and shoulder still made her eyes fill with tears. The white dressing looked too big.Jairo tried t
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-Two
Luci was in her room, straightening her hair and adjusting her outfit when a soft knock came at the door. “Come in,” she called. The door slowly opened and Ann appeared, peeking in with a soft smile. “Good morning, honey. Breakfast is ready,” she said. “Morning. I will be out in a minute,” she finished fixing her hair before heading to the dining room. But when she stepped into the room, she froze mid-step. Her brows furrowed at the sight of a familiar face. He was seated beside Emilia, who smiled at her, motioning for her to join them. “Good morning, dear,” Charlotte greeted warmly as Luci settled down. She returned the greeting to the couple, but her eyes kept drifting back to Kaicus. “Why are you here?” she asked, confusion lacing her voice. “To save my neck,” he replied calmly, picking up a piece of bread as if that were the most normal thing in the world. Luci understood without asking questions but she was surprised that he was in the house. Well, he was a good man to he
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Hundred: Fifty-One
The first thing Jairo felt was pain when he woke up. It pressed against his ribs every time he tried to breathe, then came the beeping sounds. His fingers twitched before his eyes opened, reacting on instinct. Kara had been sitting there for hours, long enough for the night to blur into early morning. Her fingers were laced around his hand, when his finger moved against hers, her breath caught sharply in her throat.“Jairo?” she whispered, leaning forward so fast her chair scraped softly against the floor.His eyelids fluttered open slowly, revealing a green so dulled it seemed almost gray, clouded with weakness. Her heart slammed against her chest. She brought her free hand to her mouth, biting down on her knuckles to stop herself from crying out. She had begged God in whispers just to see this moment.He tried to inhale deeper and immediately regretted it as a quiet grunt escaped him.“Easy,” she said quickly, her voice shaking despite her effort to keep it calm. “Don’t move. Plea
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