บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia Don's Innocent Love: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Rebecca2 months later   I groaned while looking at the mirror. Artemy had left hickeys—love bites, all over my body again. He left his mark on my neck in plain visible sight for everyone to see. So they knew who I belonged to. Those were his words.  Over the weeks, I finally got a glimpse of the real possessive man behind the sweet gentle Artemy. He was a jealous man, and I purposely drove him mad with jealousy. Sometimes, just a quick innocent kiss on his men’s cheeks, just to rile him up.   I admit that I only did it for the sex afterward.  Like last night. At the thought, I squeezed

ArtemyI watched her wander toward the ocean, watched her experience the feel of the sand for the first time. Rebecca’s steps were almost feather light, as if she was floating toward peacefulness. As she grew closer and the water rushed around her feet, I saw her shoulders relax further, and she tilted her head toward the sky.  I’ve been to many places with beaches but never cared about it. Never thought of taking the time to feel the sand or the ocean. But watching Rebecca experience this, it showed me that sometimes we needed to be grateful for what we have.  And I was grateful for her. My Angel.  Rolling my slacks up above my ankles, I walked over to Rebecca. When I was close behind her, my

ArtemyWhen I arrived at the beach house, the sun was already disappearing behind the horizon. I went inside to see Brayden sitting on the couch, polishing his guns and knives. The bastard loved to keep his toys shiny.  “Rebecca is upstairs,” he mumbled without taking his eyes off the dagger he was holding.  Our room was empty, but I could hear soft singing from the room next to ours. Of course, she was there. I should have known better.  Walking closer, I quietly pushed the door open, only to have my heart squeeze at the sight in front of me. Rebecca was moving around the room. A slow song played in the background as she twirled around, a smile pr

RebeccaRaffaele was gone, yet my heart pumped fiercely, fear still coursing through my body until I was weak in my knees. I was going to be sick. I bent forward as my stomach rolled, and I dry heaved in the driveway.  Artemywalked by me, leaving me there. Milandro and Leon followed closely behind. “Artemy,” I gasped through my dry heaving, my throat closing, tears stinging my eyes as I tasted the bitterness on my tongue. “Artemy…”  But he never turned. Brayden patted my back awkwardly until my stomach settled. He grabbed my arms again and pulled me inside, closing the gates behind us before locking it.  I shrugged off his hold and ran after Artemy. “Artemy! Please listen to

ArtemyI threw my fist, and it connected with his face. A crack resonated around the room, but I didn’t care. “I left her with you. You were supposed to bring her inside.”  I trusted Brayden to get her inside, to keep her safe while I tried to get myself under control.  “I thought she would follow. She’s probably outside. Calm the fuck down,” Brayden said, holding his bleeding mouth.  Milandro came to stand beside me. “I’ll get her, Boss.”  I nodded, pulling away from Brayden. “Bring her inside,” I ordered. Milandro nodded and left without a glance. The need to protect her, shield h