《Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

Cross' POVI and Mira moved the next day.No, we weren’t moving together. I wasn’t moving with her, just to be clear. I was made to go on this uncertain journey. I had not been to the North Bay, not in a very long time as a child.And for me, it held terrible memories.So I never wanted to come back, not for anything. And yet, here we were – me with my wrecked body in a tinted car with strangely suited men with a car moving ahead and another behind. Mira was in one of the other cars and now, we were going to meet one of my worst nightmares.In no time, we arrived at the mansion. I expected them to tie up my eyes or something but nothing of such took place. I could see everything as I was led in. The house was old. Classical. The kind of place that had witnessed centuries of power, corruption, and death.I walked in slow, deliberate steps, my bare feet pressing against the cold marble floor. The scent of aged wood and faded cigar smoke clung to the air. Dim chandeliers hung from the hi

Mira’s POVAfternoon, just after the fight. And I was all in the mood to celebrate my dear lover. My mafia lord. My daddy. I chuckled to myself.The ride was silent, but in my head, there was music.A melody of victory.Cross sat beside me, rigid, staring out the window like he was somewhere else. He hadn’t spoken a word to me since we left The Don’s estate, hadn’t even looked at me. But I didn’t care. I had won. He was mine now.I crossed my legs, adjusting the hem of my dress, letting my eyes flicker to him. He looked rough—his knuckles still raw, bruises painting his face, his lips slightly cracked. But he was still the Cross Margiello I had always wanted. Strong. Untamed.And now, he belonged to me.I fought back a smile, tilting my head. Time for some tease. "You’ve been awfully quiet, husband."His jaw clenched. "Don’t call me that."I smirked, unfazed. "Why not? It’s what you are now."He didn’t reply. Just stared harder out the window, his body a wall of tension.My fingers tr

Cross' POVI thought it was over. I mean, she should have gotten the message clearly. Yeah, she had held my dick and I still didn’t give in. So screw her. I was sure it was just a matter of time before she gave up on everything.However, the night was far from peaceful. I had barely settled into bed when I heard it—the unmistakable sound of retching echoing from down the hall. For a moment, I considered ignoring it. Whatever Mira was doing, it wasn’t my problem. But then came the sound of something heavy hitting the floor.A loud thud.My instincts kicked in again. I wanted to hesitate. I wanted to ignore her to the last but Mira was goddamned desperate. She could implicate me. I bolted upright, throwing the covers aside and rushing toward the source. My stomach clenched as I reached her doorway and saw her slumped on the floor, her body trembling, her breaths shallow.“Shit,” I muttered under my breath as I crouched beside her.Her skin was cold, damp with sweat. Her lips were pale,

Mira's POVCross held my hands as his lips gently brushed against mine, his movements slow, gentle and hesitant. His tongue traced along the seam of my lips, teasing, before slipping inside and tasting me.The kiss was a dragged out one, long sweet, passionate. He kissed me as if I were the only thing that mattered at this moment, his hands cupping my face, his thumbs caressing my cheekbones.I moaned softly into the kiss, pulling him down with each pull. When it got too intense, Cross pulled off my top, leaving me bare and exposed to him.He trailed a path of hot wet kisses, starting from my lips which he pulled occasionally and bit, to my jawline and then to my neck.His hands moved down, cupping my breast, massaging and rolling them around his fingers, eliciting moans from me."You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He asked, his breath hot against my skin.I nodded, looking up at him and meeting his gaze. His eyes were emotionless, empty. It was then I knew he didn't like it, but he w

Mira's POVI stiffened for a moment when Cross uttered those words. My heart raced with mixed feelings, each one sending new sensation through my body.He needed me, at this moment, at this point. And I would be here for him.I kissed his back hungrily, my hands pulling off his shirt and kissing down his chest, trailing my tongue along the outline of his muscles.Cross watched as I undressed him, his eyes filled with want and desire, his breaths ragged.I continued to kiss him, kiss his muscles and leave marks on his firm body. My back curved as I buried myself in his scent, inhaling deeply and exhaling over his skin.Cross tried to push me onto the bed, but I refused, holding him down. I wanted this, wanted to be top now, I wanted to make him feel good.Hell, I needed his cock in me, and I needed to ride it hard and fast, make him beg me to stop.I looked up at him and saw his gaze fixed on me, hungry and needy. I smiled, my hands reaching down into his trouser and pulling it off alo