All Chapters of Mafia Diego's Surrogate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Diego's POVA soft chuckle escaped my lips as looked down at her passed out. I glanced down at my cock still buried in her. “I wasn't even finished.” I chuckled, pulling out of her with a slight groan. I wiped her clean, placing her back comfortably on the bed. Fuck, I couldn't believe I really just had sex with her. I didn't know where my self-control went after that kiss. It flew out the window in an instant. I'm definitely sure if she hadn't passed out, I wouldn't have been able to hold myself back. The sight of her pink pussy, her round and firm breasts. “Oh fuck.” I groaned, feeling my dick getting harder. She was just so fucking hot. It made me wonder how hot her heavily pregnant body would be. I couldn't take it anymore. I dashed towards the bathroom, turning in the shower as if it would relieve me but it wouldn't didn't. “Damn it.” I groaned, giving myself a hand as the sight of her beautiful face, flushed and filled with pleasure played in my head. I could never get tired

Kamara's POV “What are you doing here, Ciara?” I asked, my eyebrow twitching at the sight of her. It was just last night I saw her and now I've run into her again. “I own the pharmacy in this hospital.” She pointed out, tilting her head to the side and I scoffed. She was yet to even graduate from school and she would own a pharmacy in an elite hospital. “I know what you're thinking sister, but when I have a husband I can make use of, I get whatever I want. Even if it includes ratting you out to mum and dad.” “So you're just a gold digger as they call it. No wonder you're with a man much older. For his money and you aren't even taking care of the family with it.” I spat out angrily, gaining everyone's attention. She looked around with an irritated look before grabbing my wrist and dragging me towards a balcony. “Look here, sis. My marriage is no one's business. It's not like they care. They won't be disappointed in me, but you see, you will be the topic of emphasis. You know how

Kamara's POV “Get out!” His voice resounded in the entire hallway. I felt the hair on my skin rise. Of course, he wouldn't listen to anything I had to say to him. Why did I even come to meet him in the first place? I was about to turn when he grabbed my hand as if reading my thoughts. That was when I noticed everyone standing behind him was leaving already. “Not you silly.” He replied, gesturing towards the door not far from where we stood. I walked into the room with him and it was a suite. It wasn't a surprise since this was a hotel, but Fernando said this was Diego's floor. Only those who wanted to have private meetings with him would have access up here and also his office was here. So that meant this hotel suite was his also. I wonder how many women he had brought in here. The instant the thought came into my head, I shook it off, going after him as he headed towards the balcony. “Did you come all the way because you're mad I wasn't in bed this morning when you woke up?” He

Diego's POV I didn't care what kind of reaction I would get, I just took Kamara and pulled her out of the restaurant casually. After walking out of the restaurant with Kamara trailing behind me, I headed straight into the parking lot with my car in sight. I didn't know why I just followed her after she requested I shouldn't but I'm having this sense of satisfaction that I did. "What the fuck, Diego?" Kamara barked as she yanked her hand off mine, causing me to stop and turn to her with a puzzled expression. "How could you?""How could I what?" I asked, withdrawing my hand as I stared back at her. "How could you fucking show up in my family meeting like that?" She pushed against my chest, clearly angry at me. I looked at her for a moment, still trying to understand her reaction. Is this how all women act after you help them? Because I do not understand. "I don't understand… I can't show up when you clearly looked uncomfortable in there?” "Why will you?" She scoffed, looking arou

Kamara's POV I opened my eyes to the stream of sunlight coming directly into the room. It took me a while before my gaze finally adjusted. I roughed my hair up drowsily as I looked around me. I was dressed in my nightwear and in the room. I was confused for a split second before everything that happened last night came flooding my head. My face flushed as I covered my face with my palm. I couldn't believe I had consented to actually having sex in the car. That's any woman's fantasy. A small giggle escaped my lips as I swung my feet down from the bed, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Diego had cleaned me up against last night and washed me up and one thing I had to admit this new prescription made me see much more gentle sides of him. Even if it was just because of the baby, in order to reduce my stress level, it wasn't bad to have him care for me once in a while like he did both times we've had sex now. I walked down towards the kitchen and I could hear the clinking of gla