Semua Bab The Mafia Don's Obsession: Bab 261 - Bab 270

Lucien He was in his study in the house, surrounded by the familiar sounds, albeit muted, coming from outside.He had been studying the reports sent by his second in command, Schwartz. Both he and Aiyana had settled into a small, inconspicuous apartment that had been arranged for by one of his colleagues in Slovakia.Now they would smoke out the man. Lucien had wanted to be there to cut to the chase but his wife and family were top priorities.*His children were running about on the lawns, laughing, shouting and screaming.Thrusting his fist into his pocket, he stood at the wide windows, bulletproof as they were, staring outside. Ria and Piers raced about with Paddy bumbling around. The twins took care to see he was included in their game, he noticed absently. They had begun to include him and treated him like a sibling.Lucien Delano had never had the luxury of playing in such a carefree way, he mused. He had had to take care that he was not exploited sexually by any of his mother’

ProserpinaI snuggled into the warmth of my husband’s body and murmured gently as he kissed my neck. To some surprise, I realized that it was early morning and I had actually slept through the entire night after having tumbled into bed early. I had no idea when Lucien had joined me. But his heavy arm clasping me to his body had been a reassuring, familiar weight all the night long.Now I turned to him, shifting in his arms. Lightly, I traced the hard features, the grey stubble on his face, as the narrowed grey eyes studied me. I could feel his hard wood against my body and I trembled slightly in longing.But even as he raised himself on an elbow and kissed me, my arms willingly going around his neck, the sound of his phone on the dresser, pinging loudly, made him move away from me with a vulgar oath. I rolled my eyes.LucienScowling, he strode over and grabbed it, swearing as he snarled at the person on the other end of the phone.And then I could hear the excitement, sharp and raw i

Lucien Later he cradled her in his arms, holding her to his chest as she lay, spent and panting, her lovely body worn out from his fierce possession of her His c*ck reared again, he wanted to take her, all day long, if he could, but was not possible. She raised her face and he bent to kiss her. She whimpered, he had bitten her lip and it was plump and red. But the sight of the marks he had left on her full breasts, the firm nipples still erect and begging for more as he gazed at them lewdly, all of it made him want to slake his lust on her again. And after all, she had come to him, had she not? he thought his passion growing again.With a grunt, he rolled her onto her stomach and she moaned as she knew he was going to take her again, this time, from the back. He slipped his hand to her breasts, kneading and rolling her nipples as she mewled in want, while he prepared her for his onslaught, playing with her clit and teasing her. Paying her for teasing him.She spread her legs, quiver

ProserpinaI stood staring after Lucien as the cars pulled away from the drive that afternoon. it was warm but a chill was setting in. I knew winter was approaching. Somehow, my heart felt leaden. I had not wanted to let him go and had clung to him, silently, trying not to cry.Finally, his face in my hair, he had said in a tormented growl.“Woman, I need to go.” He held me at arm’s length, looking into my face, his grey eyes hot with fury.”You know it, woman. I have to kill that bas*ard. After all that he did to you…” and he had pulled me to him, crushing me to his length, and then, with a harsh kiss, he had thrust me away and strode out to the waiting cars. With my fist in my mouth to prevent myself from sobbing out loud, I looked at the large black car as it drew away speedily and was lost in a cloud of dust as the other four cars along with it revved past.“Come back to me, please. Come back safely.” I prayed.My legs felt as though they would give way, and I turned blindly to

Miles away in Europe.Broodingly, Lucien studied the photo he carried on his phone. It showed his family, his lovely wife and the six children. It was not a formal snap; Schwartz had taken the picture soon after Proserpina had been rescued. Proserpina looked exhausted but so achingly lovely he swore he just wanted to get back and hold her in his arms, see his beloved children. her long hair unbound, those full breasts with their dark-hued peaks, barely visible through the fine material of her lace blouse, dimpling as she held their triplets in her arms, leaning back in their bed. Ria, Piers and Claude were also beside her.He swore again as he knew it was a distant dream.It had been a month and he was still counting. The slippery, elusive Dmitri Rudenko had given him the slip and disappeared into the mountains, yet again.*Schwartz entered the small bedroom where Lucien stood, staring out at the white, snow-covered landscape.He had on a parka and he looked weary. Aiyana came in aft