All Chapters of Deadly Game; Seducing the Ruthless Mafia Lord : Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

Delia’s POV Happiness! Joy! Ecstasy! Those are the only words that come close to describing what’s rushing through my veins right now. A cocktail of triumph and adrenaline. I never thought a day like this would come—when opportunity would walk straight into my hands. God, I was scared. Scared out of my mind when I found out that this bitch—yes, this trembling, big-eyed snake in front of me—had taken a bullet for my Cassius. My. Cassius. It wasn’t just the bullet. It was the way he looked at her afterwards. The way he refused to leave her side for two damn weeks. Two whole weeks just with her and I couldn’t even get through to him. He shut everyone out. Me included. Especially me. That’s when I knew. Whatever was between them, it wasn’t just a fling or some passing interest. Cassius was falling for her. Falling hard. And it made my skin crawl with rage and fear. But then... then I heard she was getting discharged. That she and Cassius were coming back to the estate. So, I

Zara's POV "Where are you going? I told you you're gonna sleep in my room," Cassius said, stepping out of the bathroom. I blinked—twice—because, holy hell. The man was a walking Greek god. The shirt he wore was unbuttoned, teasing toned skin beneath, while the shorts he had on stopped just below his knee, revealing more muscular thighs than I was mentally ready for. But it was his hair that stole my breath. Wet and tousled from the shower, brown strands falling slightly over his forehead, dancing with the breeze from the fan... God. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to look this dangerously good. I always saw him with his hair slicked back—but like this? It felt illegal. "Did I have that much effect on you?" he asked with a smirk. Shit. Shit. Shit. I had been caught. I had been caught red-handed. My jaw was still slightly open, and I felt the embarrassment crawl up my throat like fire. I snapped my mouth shut, praying to every god I’d ever heard of that my cheeks wer

Zara's POV Torture. That's the only fucking word to describe what Cassius is making me go through. This...this is the kind of torment that doesn’t leave bruises, but cuts deep anyway. He’s fucking torturing the hell outta me right now, and every fiber in me is screaming to punch him in the damn gut and scream until I go hoarse. "I'm still waiting, Cara mia," he said, his voice a low, dangerous purr that sent a traitorous shiver down my spine. No, no. I can’t let Cassius get to me. I can’t give in, not now. If I show him a crack, he’ll wedge his way through and rip me wide open. I can feel his hard-on pressing into my thigh, his body betraying the control his mouth pretends to have. He wants this too. I know he does. But I’ll never give in. Never. "Well...I've learned not to do things without the person's permission," he said, his warm breath grazing my cheek as he let me go. He stepped away and the sudden distance made my body ache with need. I hated it. I hated how much I want

Cassius's POV "What time is the flight?" I asked, my voice low as I closed the drawer of my desk. "It's scheduled for an hour's time," Raven replied, eyes flicking to the ticking clock on the wall. I nodded, tapping a finger against the cool surface of the table. “Good. That should be enough time to sort things.” The image of Crystal’s lifeless body flashed across my mind again. Was it the people planning on attacking that attacked her? But why was she left there? Something about that wasn’t sitting right. Was it a warning? “Did you find out why Crystal was lying on the floor?” “No. The security footage around that side is smashed.” Before I could curse, the office door creaked open, and Tyler strolled in with his usual smugness. “Hi, Brother. This one that you called for me...I wonder what it's about,” he said, grinning as he flopped lazily into the seat across from me. I didn’t even bother responding to his theatrics. “Just keep checking, okay?” I told Raven, shoot