Lahat ng Kabanata ng MAFIA LORD LOVER: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

FrancescaI walked to the master suite like a prisoner heading to the gallows. Faust was livid. In fact, I think he might be angrier than the night I stabbed him with the pen. He looked like he wanted to strangle me.Fear slid down my spine, making my skin break out in a cold sweat.Would he hurt me?No, he wouldn't. I knew it inside me. He might spank me, but we would both like that. No doubt he would tease me until I admitted I belonged to him. I just needed to follow the orders he gave to prove my apology and then he would forgive me. Hopefully this involved some naked time.The bed was perfectly smooth, without a crease in the gray comforter. I slid onto the mattress and folded my legs under my hips, pushing my ass into the air. The buzz of prosecco faded as soon as I caught sight of Fausto's furious expression on the patio balcony. Too bad I hadn't allowed myself another glass. Then I might not be so nervous for whatever he had in mind.I waited there for a long time, what felt l

FrancescaGiulio showed up at my door after showering and dressing me. — Holy Christ, Frankie. I was worried about you last night. Are you well?He was dressed like a fashion model, expensive fabrics draped carelessly over his slender body, his hair perfectly coiffed. Her features were softer than Faust's, beautiful in a more classical sense. His mother must have been beautiful too.I sighed and waved him in. I was scared to death.- I can believe. It was a bad storm. — He shook his head and closed the door. — My father's temper is a frightening thing. He must have been really mad at you to leave you out there.I thought I could be honest with Giulio. — He asked me not to wear the black bikini during his date with Enzo.— And did you wear it? — Giulio shuddered. — Bella, this was asking for trouble.— I know, and he later explained why. But I didn't know any of that at the time. I should be able to wear whatever I want.— You don't know many Italian men, do you?— There are a lot of I

FrancescaTODAY WAS PERFECT . Before shopping, Giulio took me to see the Colosseum, the Papal Basilica and the Trevi Fountain. But more than the tourist sites, he showed me his favorite places - the charming side streets and gardens, the fruit stands and cafes. It was better than any tour I could have asked for.— You come here a lot, don't you? — I asked as we walked.- As much as I can. It's easier here than in Siderno.Here we can mingle.—But you still have to be careful.— Yes. My father's reach is vast and our enemies are everywhere. There is no truly safe place for me.— Sorry, G.— Things are changing, slowly. Maybe the next generation of our brotherhood won't judge a man by his preferences.I doubted it, but I didn't say it. Progress in the mafia never equaled progress in the real world. From what I had seen, the mafia was still stuck in the 19th century.Giulio pointed to a four-story cream stone building with black shutters on every window. A bakery occupied the ground floo

FrancescaI couldn't move. I sprawled on top of Faust, my muscles quivering like jelly. This had been the best and most intense sex of my life. It was like he knew what I wanted better than I did.You like it tough and cruel, just like me.Yes, I suppose so.It was more than that, however. It was Faust. He turned me inside out, made me do and say things I would never have done otherwise. So he rewarded me in return. There were no losers, because I drove him crazy too.His hand swept down my back, removing the ruined bodice. I smiled against his chest. — You weren't kidding when you said to buy four of these.— I ordered him to buy five, but Giulio said the store only had three in stock. So the others are being sent to the castle.I winked at him. — Did you make Giulio order more lingerie for me?- It is clear. Do you think this embarrasses me? — He snorted, his lips curving. — My son knows we're having sex, Francesca.— Maybe this embarrasses me, you big guy.He gave me a quick kiss o

FaustAFTER FEEDING FRANCESCA BREAKFAST , I took her for another swim in the jacuzzi. Then I fucked her slowly and sweetly one last time before we left the apartment. I couldn't get enough of this woman.In fact, I considered keeping her in Rome for another day. But these desires were foolish. Many things demanded my attention in Siderno and it was dangerous for me to be away for so long.My life was not my own.Never was. From the moment I was born, my destiny was set — just like Giulio's. And your children too, and so on. That's how our brotherhood worked. And I wouldn't change that. Our traditions were how the 'Ndrangheta grew and maintained a stronghold throughout the world. We were more fearsome and powerful than the Cosa Nostra or the Camorra, and my 'ndrina was near the top of the pyramid.And despite the high probability of one day being murdered or arrested, I still loved my life.When we entered the castle, Marco was waiting at the entrance. I could tell by his face that I h