Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Don's Obsession: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

SophieThe doctors told me that she was sick, seriously so. She had a form of cancer that was in its last stages, progressing rapidly. No, they could not say for sure how much longer she would survive, forget the chances of recovery!I sank onto the hospital bench that afternoon, weeping as I knew that there was no one I could share my sadness with.With the knowledge that I needed to keep Mamma medicated, I began to work. Soon, I had left school and was working at the local diner. The money was not great, but it brought in enough for me to take care of my mother.***And a few months later, Sondra turned up. The look of weariness and hopelessness on her face frightened us but I was happy to see her back.She had a baby with her, a baby named Patrick.She had no idea who the father was. But she wanted to lead a straight life, she said; she wanted to stay off drugs.She wanted to be a good daughter, but most of all, a good mother, she said.***Mamma was happy. She grabbed my arm when

LucienHe slipped between the sheets that night and pulled her body to his.“I am sleepy.," she spoke, her voice small and petulantHe slipped his hand over her soft hips and forced his fingers between her legs. Played with her clit. She tried to shrug him away and force her legs together, but he was stronger. And when he dipped his head to nibble on her earlobe, she sighed softly, despite herself.“Lucien!’ she snapped, but it was a breathless sound.He smiled to himself and nibbled at her ear, then sank his teeth into the sensitive point of her neck.“Stop it!’ she cried, trying to sound angry, but the laugh and the want were in her voice, deepening in degree.He turned her over roughly and kissed her, a long, possessive kiss. His hands were busy caressing and squeezing her breasts and nipples“Look, stop it now. I am trying to get some sleep, you...you street fighter, you!' she said, sitting up , trying to sound annoyed.But her full breasts spilled out of her shift, the nipples s

Schwartz He entered in answer to his mentor's urgent summons.‘Delano?’ frowned Schwartz enquiringly as he entered, his wingmen waiting outside. As always, Schwartz was dressed well, looking sharp in a crisp dress shirt, blazer, and tailored pair of dress pants in coordinating neutral colors—white and navy.Lucien Delano turned to look at his dapper friend and smiled slightly. Lucien himself was a fit two hundred pounds plus, with his graying hair and windowpane oxford shirt and chinos, along with his sports coat and leather loafers, making him look classy on the exterior. But anyone who looked into Lucien’s cold gray eyes would know he was dangerous, the cold gray gaze taking in everything and missing nothing.Now he nodded at Schwartz, indicating that he should wait, and turned back to his work, frowning as he spoke to the dealer in Spain.***Schwartz studied his friend and mentor, his partner, and the man he could trust with his life in silence. His friend was in his early forties

SophiaSophie hurried away, darting into the corridor that led into the kitchen area. She almost collided with Danielle Eton who gave her a cold glare. Sophie trotted off hastily. She avoided Danielle like the plague. The woman had a tongue like a whip and an attitude to match. With her close-cropped ice blonde hair and cold blue eyes, she made Sophie tremble in the way she had when she had been in school and summoned before the Head teacher for some misdemeanour.,Cold Bi*ch she thought and moved around, helping the other servers who were rushing in and out, balancing drinks on small trays and delicious looking tiny bites of caviar and sushi. It was a busy night. The whole Club was buzzing. It was because of the scheduled inauguration of the Fight Club in the basement the next night. The Boss had decided to have the first fight on Christmas Eve.Crafty bugger, thought Sophie as she smoothed down her rebellious red hair, tucking a strand in place. The guests were excited, she had see

SophieShe swore as she stepped out of the Club. It was cold and dark, and the side street which the staff generally usually used to leave the buildings was all but deserted. This road took them along a shortcut to the main street on the other side of the building. She hated to go alone. There were always some creeps who came along and hung around, hoping to enter the heavily guarded boundaries of the Club. From journalists looking for a quick, sleazy story to men who thought that any woman working at the Club would be an easy lay.Sophie scowled and pulled her hoodie down.Damn! She thought, if Danielle had not made me stay back for another hour, I could have left with Tracey and Princess, the two young women she normally returned home with. They would drop her before heading off to their apartment which was a few blocks ahead.But Danielle had been insistent. They needed young women to serve the drinks and the popcorn and snacks in the Fight Room the following night, she had said, f