All Chapters of MAFIA'S DOMINANT LOVE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21 The Questioning

Alessandro de Rossi POVWhoever got to Dino, they also did some damage to his throat. I step forward, using my phone light, and see more thick bruising around his neck.I step back and look at Enzo. “Nico didn’t do all of this,” I murmur.Nico sent me the photos of when he found Dante, hiding in a ditch near our warehouses in Long Island.Now, I wonder if he was not hiding at all.I wonder if he had just not moved from where he was placed.Enzo shook his head. “I know. We can get him a medic later.”“Indeed,” I murmur.“So, both of you? Working together? Joemar’s going to shit himself,” Dante rasps.“Where the fuck is he?” Enzo growls.Dante shrugs, or attempts to. It looks like he may have a broken collarbone as well, from the grimace on his face. “No clue.”“You sold him out.”“I didn’t. Joemar dug his own grave, and he got exactly what he paid for,” Dante growls.The sentiment, the dislike, seems rather genuine. I file that away for later.I have other things that I wish to address

Last Updated : 2024-08-14

Chapter 22 Alyssa's Plan

Alyssa Russo POV“And I will kill him regardless,” Alessandro spits at me.Dante, behind me, laughs. “See, Alyssa? No matter how many times he calls you amore, he’s still just a de Rossi. He’s a fucking monster. He didn’t even want to marry you for anything except to kidnap you.”I turn. “What?”Dante nods at Alessandro, who has gone stock still behind me. “He didn’t give a fuck about honoring that contract from our parents. He doesn’t want to be part of our family. He wanted to hurt us, Alyssa, and he knew that the only way to do that was to kidnap you and use you as leverage to hurt us.”“Dante,” I say, admonishing him. “How could you possibly know that?”He snorts, and a fleck of blood flies onto the concrete. “How could you possibly think otherwise? Don’t be a fucking idiot, sis.”I blink. “Are you calling me stupid?” “You are if you think a de Rossi would actually love you,” Dante spits.I shut my eyes.It’s not like I married Alessandro for any less savory reasons. There’s zero

Last Updated : 2024-08-15

Chapter 23 Where's Alyssa?

lessandro de Rossi POVI do not sleep that night.Since Alyssa is not in our bed, I assume she is sleeping with Anne. I would check the room, but that seems to be an invasion of privacy.Instead, I roam the house, a bottle of whisky in my hands.Eventually, recognizing that sleep is unlikely for me, I settle on the library. I will at least be able to go over my emails and accounts, even if sleep cannot come to me.However, when I walk in the room, I realize something terrible. Amara is in my library.“Do you not have your own room?”She snorts. “You gave me my own wing of the house, Alessandro.”“Yes, my point exactly.”She eyes the bottle in my hands. “Can’t sleep?”“No. Would you like some?”Amara nods.I pour her an actual glass, and settle into the chair across from her. “Why can you not sleep?”“Torture sometimes keeps me up,” she says with a long sip.“Ah. Anything new?”She shakes her head. “He’s hiding something, but it doesn’t have to do with us.”“I see.”There’s a silen

Last Updated : 2024-08-16

Chapter 24 Alyssa Was Kidnapped

Kenan MacDonald scoffs. “As if I’d tell you. Bitch Queen.”He straightens and puts his phone back in his pocket. “All’s I’m sayin’ is that should one of you assholes decide to be a hero, you’ll fuckin’ regret it. You’ll live to see everyone you want die,and I’ll laugh on your graves. Except yours.” He turns to point to me. “On your grave, I’ll fuck the wife I was promised.”With that, the Irish gang leader turns. He nods at the guards who still have their guns trained on him.And he walks out of my driveway. XXXAlyssa Russo POVI’m tied to a bed.It’s the only thing that I can recognize at the moment. I’m tied to a bed, my head hurts like the devil, and I’m wearing something that itches like crazy.I moan. “Jesus,” I mutter. “What happened?”“Good morning, beauty,” a voice with a lilting accent says.My eyes snap open.My head is pulsing with pain, and I grimace against it, but there’s a man at the edge of the bed.A man in a colorful shirt wearing pants with a tactical belt on it.

Last Updated : 2024-08-18

Chapter 25 She's Hiding

Alyssa Rusoo's POVI grab the knife slowly, hoping he’ll focus on where my breath is trailing over his chest, and not on the lightness at his side.It works.The knife is cold in my hand. It’s sharp too. I don’t really care about cutting myself on it, because if this goes the way that I want it to, a little cut is the least of my worries.Step three.Now, I need some room to maneuver.I need to get out from underneath him, because if I stab him from this angle, he’s going to be in a position to either fall on me or use his hands to strangle me.I tuck the knife underneath my back, arching my breasts up. His eyes glue to them, and I know that he can see my nipples through the thin fabric.My heart is pounding. I hope that he thinks it’s from excitement.And not from absolute and total terror.“If I need to forget… him,” I say, biting my lip and looking up at him through my lashes. “We should do something I never did with him.”His eyes flare with lust. “Oh? And what’s that then?”“I wa

Last Updated : 2024-08-18

Chapter 26 Rescuing Alyssa

Alessandro de Rossi POVThe smile Enzo has is genuine. “Just like I taught her.”“You taught Alyssa how to knife fight?” I ask quietly. I’m not shocked. I’ve met Alyssa, and while she is small, she is fierce.Especially when she is threatened.“Sure did,” Enzo says.I swear in Italian.Soon, the source of the noise appears. At the top of the substantial staircase on the landing to the second floor, the Irishman appears.Kenan MacDonald’s eyes are wild. He’s shirtless and bleeding, and by the looks of it, he’s been bleeding for quite some time.The blood is a dark, gelatinous color, and his face is pale enough that I have a suspicion he’s lost quite a lot of blood.“Where’s my wife, Irishman,” I snap.Kenan makes a noise like a bull. “You,” he snarls.He begins to run down the stairs.The simultaneous noise of three weapons being cocked echoes through the loud atrium, and he freezes midway down the steps.For the first time, it seems, he notices the people with me. “The fuck are you doi

Last Updated : 2024-08-19

Chapter 27 Alessandro Love Alyssa

I pant, arching against the sensation. With my hands tied together, all I can do is follow Alessandro’s lead. I’m at his mercy, and I’m going to go wherever he takes me.When I’m so close to the edge that I can feel it sparking across my stomach, he pulls back.I whine. “Alessandro…”“You will come around my cock,” he commands.His accent is so thick, it’s hard to tell the words he’s saying are in English.With my hands still bound, he strips. Naked, Alessandro hovers above me.I squeak as he puts his hands on my hips and moves me so that he’s underneath me, and I’m straddling him on top.He sits up, and I loop my bound wrists around his neck. He uses one hand to align us, and I gasp at the invasion of his thick length.“Alessandro,” I whisper.He grunts in return. “Move, Alyssa.”I obey.With my hands around his neck, I start to rock my hips. We’re sitting so we’re face to face, his cock sliding in and out of me where we’re joined, the tips of my breasts brushing his chest every time

Last Updated : 2024-08-20

Chapter 28 I Am Your Daddy

I look at my twin. “Would you like to be told that you’re a parent?”“No,” she shakes her head. “But I’m not you.”I tilt my head. “What does that mean?”Amara sighs. “Alessandro, you’re basically built for this. You’ve always wanted to be a family man. More than anyone I’ve ever known.”I nod. I have been thinking of this as well. “Amara… if all goes well, I may want to spend some time with Anne and Alyssa. Would you… be willing to step in for me? Should that be the case?”Amara’s smile illuminates her face like a ray of sun. “I would be honored, brother.”Alyssa comes back to find me a few hours later. “We need to go to the doctor.”My heart feels like it’s in my throat and I nearly knock over a chair when I rise. “What’s wrong?”“Her fever. It’s up to 104, and there’s a rash on her chest.”“Is that bad?” I can feel the panic clawing at my chest. Is Anne going to be alright? I will call every doctor in the state. I turn and punch in the doctor’s number.“Alessandro.” Alyssa puts her

Last Updated : 2024-08-21

Chapter 29 I've Got Her

Alyssa Russo's POVMy eyes run through all the familiar faces. Once everyone is here, we’ll get out the cake for Anne and sing and have her blow out candles. The adults will have drinks and catered food, and the kids pizza.It’s perfect.It’s so perfect that it almost makes my heart hurt.“Amore?”Brady says, noticing my expression.I wipe away a tear. “It’s just a lot.”“A lot of what?”“A lot of things that I never thought would be possible for us.”He squeezes my hand, and I hold it tight.“Also the pregnancy hormones,” I say around the tightness in my chest.Alessandro laughs. “Also those.”I haven’t told him the whole story yet. When I found out I was pregnant, a few weeks ago, I showed him the test and he almost exploded with joy.The way he responded when I said I’d marry him, that I loved him, when he told Anne he was her father, and when I told him that I was pregnant… Nothing makes Alessandro happier than family.Being together.And being whole.The pregnancy test was as happ

Last Updated : 2024-08-22

Chapter 30 Joemar Russo's Secret Desires

Joemar Russo’s POVI’m great at two things—winning and fucking.Depends on the day, but I always take my skill set seriously when it comes to women and my career, and my secret Mafia dealings. I go big, especially when screwing up my life, when my sister Alyssa, Dante and Enzo Russo were gone with my life, my secret life. “Good job, Russo.” Jansen Chavez’s voice breaks through my thoughts. Good is relative, I suppose, but Saint Elise Racing’s race engineer isn’t bad for my ego.To be the best again, I need to get my head off how I just fucked up. And per the last team meeting, I need to sport a “sunny disposition” when I come off the track for the owners’ benefit. Apparently, my bad moods aren’t good for business.Sunny and losing aren’t synonymous, and getting overtaken on the last corner pushed me into seventh position on the grid tomorrow. “Fucking hell.”“Bring her around, Russo,” Jansen instructs over the radio. As my race engineer with Saint Elise Racing, I give him the respect

Last Updated : 2024-08-23

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