All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Redemption : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Valentina."Planning a party isn't the hardest thing in the world," Caterina's voice was the only sound I could hear in this library. It was steady, almost clinical, as she rattled off the list of responsibilities that now fell on my shoulders. "I'm pretty sure you watched your mom do it."It had been two weeks. Two weeks since I almost left the estate for good.Two weeks since I saw someone who had something to say about my sister.Two weeks since Matteo came after me in the pouring rain, stopping me from walking away. Two weeks since that kiss.I still couldn't stop thinking about it. How his lips had been soft yet commanding, claiming me with a force that left me breathlessIt was the first real sign of emotion he'd shown toward me since I had been dragged into his world. His cold, dominating exterior had cracked for just a moment, and I had seen something raw underneath. Desire, yes - but something more.Something darker. Unresolved."....and the guest list will have to be finalis

Valentina. "I don't know what I enjoy more, your cute little lips, or how much you love kissing me."Matteo’s nose brushed against mine, and I whimpered involuntarily, my entire body flooded with desire. "Do you know how much and how long I had wanted to do this?""How long?" I found myself asking, moving just a touch closer. My body buzzed with equal part adrenaline and desire.He tightened his grip on my hair and groaned as he kissed me, rapidly taking control. His movements were both slow and determined as he deepened the kiss and pulled me on top of him, letting me feel just how hard he was.The thought of him wanting me that desperately only fueled my own desire, and I couldn't help but moan as he moved his tongue against mine just right.I gasped when a jolt of desire rushed through me, one hand wrapping in his hair as the other began to roam over his chest and abs, my inhibitions faded away.My breath hitched when his hands moved underneath my t-shirt, his thumb brushing over

Matteo.Valentina's breath hitched, but the fire in her eyes had returned, burning brighter than before. "I'm not yours. I might be married to you, but that's in name only. You belong to Isabella, or have you forgotten?"Her voice was defiant, though it trembled slightly when she spoke."I haven't forgotten anything." I grazed my knuckles up her bare thigh, inch by inch until I got to the hem of her dress.Her body grew taut, the heat emanating from her a wild temptation that sank into me and made me want to kiss those puckered lips again. To crush her mouth with mine and ruin her perfect lipstick once and for all.To show everyone out there who she belonged to."If you want me to stop," I murmured, nudging her knees apart with my leg. "All you have to do is say the word."Valentina opened her mouth, a cuss at the tip of her tongue most likely, but she bit it back as I traced a lazy circle onto her skin with my thumb. Her cheeks blushed a deep crimson, the colour spreading down to her

Valentina."Valentina!!"He had barely walked in through the front door before he was in my space, his hand brushing against my cheek like the last week hadn't happened.Like he hadn't disappeared after giving me my first orgasm.I flinched at the contact, my body tensing up instinctively, but Matteo didn't seem to notice.His touch, usually commanding and cold, was strangely gentle this time. His thumb lingered on my skin as if he wanted to trace the outline of my face."Where have you been?" I asked, my voice betraying none of the swirling confusion that his sudden return stirred in me.To hide the effect of the words his half brother had confided in me yesterday.I was getting better at hiding my emotions now.Matteo smiled, the kind of smile that made anyone who saw it forget he was the Don to the Nevarro mafia group. "Business. Nothing to worry your pretty head about."The kind of smile he had never given me before.His evasiveness was nothing new - he kept what happened to him t

Matteo"I wondered when you would crack," Ethan uttered, his sharp eyes trained on me as he swirled the scotch in his glass. "Those men are bastards. Plus Valerie and I had a bet which she lost now."I clenched my jaw, a familiar tension building in my chest.The Greens, as Ethan and I named them, were rival mafia gang who had always played their hands too close. They were too smug. They thought they could get away with anything.They did. For a while.What had once seemed like a friendly rivalry between us had turned sour, twisted into something dangerous and dark.Now, they had no issues crossing boundaries. Coming for me when I was done with a business trip and having a private time."They pushed too far, Ethan. I shouldn't have killed that particular one so soon." My voice was low, anger simmering beneath the surface.Ethan leaned against the chair, his sharp features etched with concern. He knee better than anyone, the weight I carried on my shoulders when I did something I didn’