Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mr. Mafia's Wild Desire: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Dante sat on the sofa, watching Natalie tend to his wound. The woman was crouched on the floor with a serious face. She was holding tweezers and trying to pull out a small shard of ceramic plate that was deeply embedded in the sole of his foot.“Tell me if it hurts,” Natalie said, without looking at Dante. She winced at the wound on his foot.“Are you afraid?” Dante asked, but Natalie didn’t answer because she was too focused on her activities.Dante secretly let out a long sigh. In all those years, no woman had ever handled his wounds. In fact, he had never let a woman see him injured. Why? Because he didn’t want them to take advantage of his weakness to attack him.He remembered his mother doing that in the past. When Dante’s father was in a weakened condition, his mother gave him a deadly attack. It wasn’t that they weren’t in love anymore or that his father had betrayed their love, but from the beginning, she had been an enemy who wanted to destroy the Vittorio family.Dante and h

Inside the elevator, Natalie stood looking at the car keys in her hand. She felt excited. It had been a long time since she had driven, and the car she was going to drive this time was luxurious and expensive. How could she not be excited?The corner of her lips lifted. Suddenly, the elevator doors opened. She thought she had arrived at her destination floor, but she hadn’t. On the 18th floor, a woman wearing sunglasses entered hurriedly. Her formal attire looked chaotic and messy.“Irina!” Natalie exclaimed in surprise, but then quickly realized her mistake. Stupid. She shouldn’t have called out to her!The woman named Irina turned around and looked surprised. She immediately took off her sunglasses and then watched Natalie up and down intensely. Her brow furrowed deeply.“Natalie? Is this you?” Irina asked cautiously. In the past, she was Natalie’s manager. Their relationship was very close, even like siblings. They had gone through many ups and downs together in the modeling indust

“W-who?” Natalie’s grandmother’s voice trembled. She couldn’t believe her own ears.“It’s Natalie,” Natalie said as she closed her eyes. She wanted to go home and hug her grandmother. But that was impossible. Maybe she would never even see her grandmother again. Thinking about it made her even sadder.“Oh, dear Natalie, is this really you?” Minerva, Natalie’s grandmother, sounded surprised and excited. Natalie nodded while trying to hold back her sobs. She asked, “Grandma, how are you? I heard you were sick.”Minerva chuckled. “Are you crying? Honey, I heard a lot of people there. You must remember that elegant women should not cry in crowded places. You must be calm.”“Grandma, we’re not talking about that now,” Natalie said, feeling a little frustrated. She wanted to talk about something more serious, but her grandmother was teaching her how to be an elegant lady.“My dear, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m sick of missing you. But now I’m talking to you, so my condition will d

At 3 am, Natalie suddenly woke up because of a nightmare. Her throat was thirsty, so she intended to go to the kitchen to get some cold water. However, just as she left the bedroom, she vaguely heard Dante talking to someone downstairs.Her brow furrowed instantly. Who had come to visit at 3 in the morning? Could it be Alex?Carefully, she took off her slippers and stepped down the stairs. Many of the lights had been turned off, so the atmosphere in the penthouse was indeed darker and more dimly lit.Dante was in the living room. The closer Natalie got, the clearer their voices became. She heard a woman whining spoiledly. “Dante, you have to help me. If you don’t-”“What? Are you going to snitch to your father or grandfather?” Dante’s voice was flat and cold. He didn’t seem interested in the conversation.The woman snorted with a frown. “I know you don’t like me, but could you have a little compassion for me?”“Why should I have mercy on you?” asked Dante.“Because our grandfather wan

Natalie fell to the floor like a dazed person. Her whole body felt uncomfortable, as if it were throbbing and burning. She wanted to be touched. She craved a man’s touch.Her face turned bright red. “You’re really cruel,” she hissed as she stared at Dante. The look in her eyes was faint and weak.Dante smirked. “Think carefully, Cavey.”Natalie couldn’t focus. Her eyes traveled up Dante’s well-built body and down to his veiny hands. She wanted his touch again. She wanted his fingers inside her again.She unconsciously bit her lip. Dante’s muscular chest and firm hips teased her. Memories of how his hips repeatedly pounded against hers hard popped into her head. Her breath was getting hotter and hotter thinking about those dirty and wild things.Natalie tried to stand up and then felt the warm liquid melting on her thighs. She was horny, but didn’t dare to approach Dante. The man deliberately wanted to torture her by making her burn with passion and lust. He wanted her to beg to be tou