All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ashley’s POVI blinked, caught off guard, but something about it made my heart kick up a notch. It was nasty. Freaky. And so, him. His saliva tasted faintly salty, like pancakes probably the ones he had this morning. I swallowed without hesitation.He pulled me off the floor by my throat, loosening his grip just enough for me to breathe, and I followed his lead. His lips found mine, and the moment they did, my legs turned to jelly. I melted into the kiss, hands pressed against his chest, trying to kiss him back with everything I had.But he broke the kiss before I could deepen it.I groaned, frustrated.He placed soft kisses on my jaw. My cheeks. My forehead. My nose. Then back to my lips, this time hungrily, like he wanted to devour me. My body was on fire, every nerve alive and buzzing. I moved to kiss him back, desperate for more, and his tongue slid into my mouth, our teeth grazing slightly.Then he pulled away again.I groaned louder. “That’s not fair.”He let go of my neck, step

Ashley’s POVXander released my hair, letting me fall forward onto my elbows. I scrambled forward on trembling limbs, driven by pure instinct, the coarse rug fibers scraping my knees.He followed, kneeling behind me, hands gripping my hips, guiding me across the floor toward the cabin door.The curtain fluttered ahead, a thin blockade against the main cabin. Fear gripped me, Jake, Chris or Dave, anyone could see, but it was drowned out by the persistent rhythm of him inside me, filling me, claiming me with every powerful surge."Almost there," he growled, his thrusts deepening as we reached the door. His fingers dug into my hips, lifting me slightly, angling me perfectly."Now scream," he commanded, and slammed home.The climax tore through me, vicious, blinding, my scream ripped from my throat, echoing into the cool air conditioner outside the curtain.Then his weight shifted abruptly. One powerful arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me backward.My knees buckled, my back slammed ag

Ashley’s POVMy eyes fluttered open, slow and lazy, like my body was still floating somewhere between sleep and bliss. A strong arm was wrapped around me, warm and protective, and I couldn’t help but smile. I peeped with one eye and there he was, Xander, still asleep beside me, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that felt like home.We were tangled up on the couch, limbs interlaced together. I had no idea what time it was or how long we had been asleep. But sleep had been rare lately, and we have been fucking all day, yesterday. But last night was something else. I couldn’t even count how many rounds we went. Two? Three? Five? It was endless. And perfect.Our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, like they were made to find each other in the dark.I looked up at his face, still half-covered by strands of messy blonde hair that had fallen across his cheek. When had it gotten this long? He had always kept it neat, but survival didn’t leave room for haircuts. And the beard, he al

Xander’s POV I tossed her a smile, my heart light. “I’m glad we are both going to see Rome with fresh eyes.”She smiled back, and for a moment, it was just us. The world faded. The chaos, the past, the danger, it all melted away in her gaze.But then reality snapped back.Chris’s voice tore through the air from the bottom of the stairs. “Queen! Look out!”I froze.My body locked up, fear flooding my chest like ice water. I didn’t even know when it started, just that my vision went blank for a second. I reached for Ashley’s shoulder, desperate to hold her, but she slipped out of my grip.I lunged, trying to catch her but I was too late, she was already gone.A deep voice harsh and unforgiving filled my ears. “You guys are all fools! You couldn’t tell someone else was on the plane this whole damn time? If I wanted, I could have murdered you all in your sleep. Thank your stars Dave didn’t sleep. He’s your savior.”Chris shouted again, his voice sharp. “Xander! What the hell are you doin

Author’s POV“What if I am?” Mason answered, his tone serious. “I can double or triple whatever that old bitch offered you. I just need her locked up. She has been stalking me, harassing me. Don’t you people check the background of the ones filing complaints?”The officer sighed, clearly torn. “It’s our job to listen to citizens and act accordingly.”Mason chuckled, shaking his head. “Then get these cuffs off me.”The officer hesitated, then reached into his pocket and pulled out the key. Mason turned around, presenting his wrists. The officer slid the key into the lock and twisted. The cuffs popped open.Mason flexed his wrists, rubbing the red marks, then turned to face the officer. “Now go back in there and arrest the real criminal,” he ordered, shoving a hand into his pocket.He pulled out a thick bundle of cash, not regretting for a second that he always carried more than he needed. He began counting, slowly, intentionally.The officer’s eyes followed the money like a dog trackin