All Chapters of The Mafia King's Doll : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 5EdenDear God, what was I thinking? I wasn’t. That’s the problem.Just like the other times I’ve seen Dario, I was practically mesmerized by the man. The pull coming from him is impossible to ignore.The moment he touched me, I knew it would be hard to deny him anything, and when he kissed me, I was overcome with searing desire.Holy shit, was I overcome.If I’m not careful, I’m going to fall hard and fast for my boss, and that would be disastrous. People like him don’t mix with people like me. His kind uses my kind to climb to the top and disposes of us like trash when they’re done with us.Still.God, when he kissed me. When I felt his rock-hard cock through the luxurious fabric of his pants. The man is packing, and I know it will hurt the first time he’s inside me. When I inhaled breath after breath of his addictive scent.It was so intoxicating I didn’t know whether I was coming or going.Stop it, Eden!He almost caught you tonight. You need the money a hell of a lot mor

Chapter 7EdenWalking up the street toward the ballet company, I pull my jacket tighter around me in an attempt to ward off the cold front that hit New York early this morning.It’s colder than usual for this time of year, which means we’re going to shit ice blocks this winter.Suddenly, an expensive sports car with dark-tinted windows comes to a screeching stop a couple of feet ahead of me, and when the driver’s door opens, and a man steps out, I freeze in my tracks.Shit. Dario.I spin around and walk as fast as I can away from him, but I only manage a few steps before he darts in front of me. He grips hold of my arm, his hold a little too tight for my liking.“Finally,” he breathes. “I thought I wouldn’t see you again.”Well, I did try my best to avoid you.I glance down at his fingers around my arm, then say, “Can you let go of me?”“No.”His reply shocks me and causes a frown to form on my forehead.Dario looks around us, and the next second, he drags me across the street toward

Chapter 9EdenWhile I’m walking around the diner, refilling coffee wherever I see an empty cup, I keep thinking it’s insane that I agreed to a date with Dario.Yep. Totally insane.So much could go wrong.He could find out I’m a janitor at his company and fire my ass.He could find out I’m poorer than a church mouse, and that won’t look good for his image.He could find out I have a drug addict leech for a mother. That will definitely have him dumping my ass if we ever make it past the first date.I’ve thought about canceling but can never bring myself to do it.When I place the coffee pot back on the counter, my phone begins to ring in my pocket. I dig it out, and seeing Dario’s name, surprise rushes through me.Walking to Sherrie, I say, “I’m just taking a quick break. Five minutes.” “Okay.”I accept the call as I rush through the kitchen and out the back into an alley. “Hi.”“You answered,” Dario says, sounding surprised. “Ahh…wasn’t I supposed to?”He lets out a chuckle that vibr

Chapter 11EdenThe floor polisher’s handle vibrates in my grip while I stare at nothing in particular.The past twenty-four hours have left me feeling rattled. First, I lost the morning shift at the diner, then my bag was stolen. I had to clean up puke and got scolded, time and time again, by Mrs. Stafford.I agreed to dance for Dario because I needed to ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, but I didn’t plan to have sex with him. That just kind of happened.I was so wrapped up in the moment that I didn’t stop to think about what I was doing.I wouldn’t classify it as a one-night stand, and even if it was, it wouldn’t be my first. But I was reckless. We didn’t use protection, and although I’m on birth control, I should be more careful of catching an STD.I’m sure Dario’s clean, and out of everything I have to worry about, an STD isn’t at the top of my list. To ease some of my stress, I pull my phone out and send him a message.Eden: Are you clean, or should I get checked out?

Chapter 13Dario“Where’s the restroom?” I ask.Eden pulls away from me and points to a closed door. “Over there.”I get up and walk the short distance. When I open the door, I glance into a bedroom where I see a neatly made bed with pink covers and pillows.Going into the restroom, I shut the door and relieve myself. While I wash my hands, I notice a laundry hamper with the tight shorts and shirt Eden was wearing Friday night.Remembering the great sex, I start to get hard, but I adjust my cock into a more comfortable position, then ignore the thing because I don’t plan on fucking Eden tonight.Glancing around, I notice there’s only a shower, a toilet, and a small sink. The single cupboard above the sink is packed with toiletries. The toothpaste is squeezed empty. There can’t possibly be anything left in the tube.It keeps hitting me how poor Eden is, and everything in me screams to help her. However, I get the feeling if I tried to help out, she’d lose her shit, and that would be th