Semua Bab The Untypical Marriage: Bab 61 - Bab 70

KIRA’S POV“Fuck,” he murmured, pulling back slightly, his lips were swollen. He glared at me as though he were searching for something. I peered at the woman lying down lifelessly on the floor.“There is literally a dead woman right here Adrian,” I whispered as though he could hear me. I whispered as if she could hear me.He stared at me for a beat, the same unreadable expression on his face, before letting out a sigh, or was it a curse? I wasn’t sure. I was too horned out to care.And that’s a problem why?” He raised a brow, looking at me like I was the crazy one.I scowled. “We’re disrespecting the dead. I can’t have sex in front of a corpse! What if she starts haunting my dreams?”His lips curled into a smirk. “Who said anything about sex?”Whatever ecstasy I had felt before instantly evaporated.Shit.How stupid was I to assume we were about to have sex? He must think I’m a desperate, sex-craving mess.God, this is so embarrassing.“I—I, um, I thought w-we—”Before I could finis

ADRIAN’S POVAs I got to the harbor, Ying and two other men were waiting on standby by the entrance of the harbor. I had ordered the men to take the fuckers to one of my offshore harbors—far enough that no one would hear their screams.“Boss,” Ying bowed slightly, the other two behind him followed suit before all four of us went into the berth, where the men who had tried to rob me waited. “Have you questioned them?” I asked and Ying shook his head. Ying shook his head. “Yes, Boss, but they refuse to talk. We not sure how far you want push, so we tie them up, wait for you.”I nodded and signaled for the man stationed outside the door to open it and barely three steps in and I was suddenly hit with a strong metallic bitter almost smell. It was thick and heavy in the air. “What the h—” Almost immediately, my memory got triggered and I hurried further into the berth only to see a large number of dead men, bound from head to toe by thick ropes, their skin had several bright red and p

 KIRA’S POVI lingered in the tub, letting the warm water soothe my aching muscles. By the time I got out, I was still sore… but only slightly. Thankfully, Adrian was nowhere to be found. I exhaled a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.I needed space. Away from him. Away from whatever the hell this was.I had to figure out what we were doing. More importantly, I had to figure out how not to lose my damn mind over dirty talk.Just yesterday, I was pissed at him for ignoring me, but now… I don’t even know what I feel. Was I really that sex-craved?“How every night, all I can think about is kissing you until you can’t breathe… or how every time I see you, all I can think of is bending you over and fucking you senseless? Is that what you want me to admit?”His words from yesterday rang through my head, and I wondered if he had really meant them. Did Adrian  have feeli

KIRA’S POVAs we reached the counter, two men in suits, whom I hadn’t even noticed since we entered the supermarket—walked up to us. They exchanged a few words in Italian with Adrian, who then handed them the cart. Without a word, they wheeled it away.He turned to me, grabbed my hand, and led me out of the supermarket.“We could have paid for it ourselves,” I said the moment we got into the car.“I did,” he replied without looking at me.“You know that’s not what I meant.”“It doesn’t matter. It’s paid for and will get delivered to the hotel. So, where to, wife?” He glanced at his watch. “I have about three hours to spare. Something important needs to be taken care of.” He said not looking at me.“Does that something important have anything to do with the orphan spy?” I asked, turning sideways to face him.He glanced at me, watching me for a moment, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”I nodded, like a child. “Yes. Yes, I would,” I said, and his face lit up, and

ADRAIN’S POV.I watched as Kira from made her meal in her fucking underwear, my cock was doing theashing in my pants just watching her, something fell and she leaned down to grab it griving me a full show of her perfect round ass.Fuck.I dragged my hands around my cock to try and realease some of the tension but it was pointless, “What do you think of our offer sir?” I heard Julio’s lawyer say. Julio Rossi was a businessman… or at least, that’s what he liked to call himself. He owned multiple establishments, Currently, he was the proud, undeserving owner of the second-biggest club in the heart of Sicily. His family also happens to be one of the four leading families of the Costa.You see, the entirety of the Italian mafia was made up of four powerful families: Rossi, DeLuca, Montavero, and Vasillios. With my family sitting at the top. Each family controlled its own territory and no one except me, that is, dared to conduct business on an