บททั้งหมดของ The Ruthless Mafia King's Possession : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

★JANIE★He pulled me tightly to him and crashed his lips hungrily on mine. The chemistry between us was undeniable as our lips moved in rhythm against each other. Gently, he raised one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, without breaking the kiss.Being in such proximity with Luciano felt so good and it made my stomach dipped in ecstasy.I clung onto his solid shoulders, my limbs going weak and he pressed his hands to the middle of my back, wanting no distance between us at all.The feel of his chiseled body and the heat of his mouth on mine caused my world to spin, and I barely noticed anything except him.I moaned, parting my lips slightly while he teased my mouth with his tongue. Prompting me to taste the shots I consumed earlier through the kiss.My heart beat steadily.When I broke the kiss for a split second, my eyes lingered on his as we drank in each other facial features.Indeed, Luciano was one hell of a gorgeous man. Well-defined nose, thin lips, chiseled jaw, and

★LUCIANO★Holy crap! My eyes widened in shock as a loud gunshot resonated in the atmosphere, making everyone around scamper for safety.I was just about to take Janie and run when I noticed that the bullet had gone straight through her body.My woman was the one shot!Panic overwhelmed my guts as I tossed my cell phone away, and cradled her head in my hand before she could fall to the ground. My heartbeat raced a million kilometers per second, just by staring at her terrified face."L-e-a-ve. T-he. W-a.y." She wheezed then her eyes closed shut."No, no no! Oh my goodness, Janie!" I roared at the top of my lungs. "Please don't do this to me. Don't —" my voice trailed off when I noticed a warm moisture dropping on my other hand, pressing against her back.I brought my hand to my gaze and my breathing pace wavered. It was..... It was her blood.My eyes drifted from my bloody hands to her now paled face. "No, please...... Fuck it, Janie. Just stay with me!"My mind was running amok.Rais

LucianoStaring at Janie as I sat on the chair next to her bed, I could feel my heart ache even more. Three days had gone and she hadn't moved a muscle, different from her usual persona of running away and making sure her presence was known. Ramos Ashton was going to pay for his carelessness, and I was going to make sure of it. For every single day, she laid on this bed without a movement, it would be the same amount of bullet I'd put through his chest the moment I saw him.For a couple of minutes, I looked at every inch of Janie's body, hoping to get a sign of her body moving at any point, but I couldn't. I had seen in movies where a patient or loved one would move their fingers after the patient's loved one beckoned on them to get better and they would, but I had been waiting relentlessly for the past three days, hoping she would do the same, an act I had never done for anyone in a long time."It's been three days Janie, please open your eyes," I spoke as I squeezed her right hand s

*JANIE*Exhausted from another day at school, I rushed back home. My dad was sitting in the living room, on the black couch that I had dribbled writings on as a child. He said he wasn't going to get rid of it because he wanted a lasting memory. Cute. He had his eyes fixed on the TV, perhaps watching the ABC Entertainment channel he loved so much, with the remote in his hands.He greeted me with a smile on his face the moment he realized I was at the door, and with that I quickly rushed over to where he sat and gave him a hug, a nice warm embrace."So, how was school today? Any trouble?" He asked, as we both pulled apart from the hug "It was fine," I replied with a little smile on my face. I guess it wasn't that convincing because he decided to ask me again."Are you sure?" I could notice the hint of worry on his face."I'm being serious Dad. It's actually going well. The school's environment is unique, and blending in has really been good," I explained, but he still shot me a weird l

*JANIE*My eyes flung open to the blinding light in the room but I was forced to shut them back momentarily. Letting out a small groan, I let my mind dwell on my Parent's disappearance and then Mr Luciano being shot. "Mr Luciano?" I tried to say but it came out in a hushed whisper. Tears gathered in my eyes as I tried to move, but found it quite difficult. Have I been shot too? Am I going to die? "Janie!" I heard someone's voice call out to me. It was a familiar one. Straining my neck toward the direction of the voice, I saw a worried Mr Luciano walking across the room to me. But. . . But he was just,Was that all a dream? His hand touched my arm and it was surprisingly soothing. "Don't try to move, just lay down," he urged me, as I lay down trying to comprehend what was going on. "Luciano?" I found myself repeating, obviously surprised to find him in good shape when he had just been shot a few minutes back. "I'm here," he said, his hands squeezing mine softly.For some reaso