Semua Bab Consumed by the Mafia: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Amy POV"You don't have to stay. I'm not going to run away." I sighed, walking into my closet to grab something more comfortable to change into. Zander's attempt to have a normal night out was officially over."Maybe I want to stay." He kicked off his shoes and jumped on my bed, crossing his ankles then opened my laptop."I don't want to watch a movie." I rolled my eyes at him, moving to the bathroom to get changed."Sure you do." He replied, all optimism and cheer back in his voice. "Why do you always think you know what I want? It's annoying how you and Lucy think you can run my life." I shouted to him as I removed my shirt and pants."Because we know you, probably better than you know yourself. And you know us too. That's why you aren't really fighting us. Just being a rude brat. You know we won't go anywhere and can handle your little tantrums." "You are being annoyingly clingy all of sudden." I shot back, turning towards the door as I slipped on comfortable shorts. I froze a mo

Amy POV"This stupid, piece of shit, fucking..." I spun in a circle in my room, my hands about to tear my dress into a thousand pieces if the stupid zipper didn't just do what it was supposed to."Need some help?" Dylan was at my door, laughing at me threatening to kill the fabric clung to my body. "The zipper is stuck." I huffed out, accepting complete and utter defeat. The dress won."I happen to be very good with zippers." He strutted in my room like we hadn't been avoiding each other the last three days. "I bet." I frowned, turning my back to him and gathered my hair to one side. He grabbed my waist, dragging me roughly until I was standing right in front of him, both of us reflected in the full-length mirror. His hands moved with quick, sharp precision, yanking the zipper of my dress up in one hard pull. His eyes stayed locked on mine the whole time, like he was daring me to look away."See?" he muttered, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Guess there's a few other things I'm

Lucy POV"I can't believe your brother." I roughly grabbed a cup and dumped wine it in."Are we friends again?" Amy rolled her eyes at me."You don't have to be a complete bitch." I snapped at her."And you don't have to be a complete idiot." She grabbed my cup and chugged the wine. "Pregnant chicks can't drink alcohol. Bad for the baby and all that shit."Fuck! I forgot I was fake pregnant. "I hate Michael!" I kicked the drink cart then cursed how badly that hurt."Wow! You really are in love with him, aren't you?""No!" I crossed my arms. "Maybe, why is that such a problem?""It's a problem because you can't see how bad this is for you." Amy turned to fully look at me."He's not that bad. He can actually be incredibly sweet." "My brother always wanted to fall in love." Amy snorted a laugh."What's so funny about that? Or it is because it's me he fell in love with?""Him and you is tragic, not funny. I was just remembering his first crush. He was obsessed with her.""Really, who?"

Michael POV"I'm yours. Don't you see that?" I propped her against the wall, thighs hung over my arms and my dick instantly found exactly where she needed me to be. "I need you," I said with a tone so deep, so dark and possessive, my eyes zoned in on her face, how she melted to me, needed this just as badly as I did. "Tell me you need me too, baby."Her body trembled, fingertips scraping my scalp as she fought for control. "I need you." She surrendered right to me, voice soft, broken, and defeated. That was all I needed to hear. With one swift thrust, I was inside her, just where I belonged. My breath caught, feeling her tight walls wrapped around me. Her pussy was warm, slowly adjusting to every inch I gave her. "You're mine and no one else's." My voice dropped with complete possession as I watched her moan out, body giving out in my arms. "Say it!" I demanded, pulling out slightly, pulling her hips upwards, and thrusted hard back in, deeper and fully inside her. She bit her l

Michael POV"You cannot act like that again!" Paul barked the second I stepped into the empty dining hall.I clenched my jaw, barely holding back a snap.Who the fuck did he think he was, yelling at me?I ignored him though, letting my eyes sweep the room. My vision was blurry, exhaustion and pain creeping along my chest. "Where is everyone?" I didn't need to explain myself to him, to anyone."Are you hearing me? What happened tonight cannot happen again. We should move Lucy. We can say she already miscarried and the trauma was what caused the chain of events from tonight." Paul began pacing."She isn't leaving." My eyes darkened to him.Vinnie walked in, holstering his gun to his side. Did he just shot someone? "You really fucked this one, Michael. What's the plan?" He nodded at me. That was how my Second should act. I didn't mind getting called out on my shit, but have some respect and know who is in charge."I don't know yet. Did you kill him?" My eyebrows furrowed, secretly hop