Alle Kapitel von BEAUTY AND THE MAFIA BEASTS: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

Author’s POV Ximena’s heart pitter-pattered as she opened the small bottle of poison, pouring a few drops into the delicate cup of tea in front of her. The bitter aroma escaped into the air, mixing with her fear. She was just closing the bottle when a sharp knock cracked through the kitchen. “I already told you guys that I don’t want any maids in here!” she snapped, turning to face the door. But her words faltered as two royal guards stepped in, bowing low with respect. Panic seized her chest; she quickly hid the bottle behind her, moving instinctively closer to the kitchen counter. “What do you want?” she inquired, her voice steady despite the hammering in her chest. One guard took a step forward, his face solemn. “Your Highness, you have a guest. He is outside the castle gate waiting for you; we haven’t seen him before, so we didn’t let him in.” A frown touched her face. Who could it be? She waved her hand dismissively, urging the guards to lead the way. Without wasting mu

Author’s POV "You are so fucking beautiful, Sweetheart," he remarked, licking his lower lip. "Thanks. I appreciate the compliment. What else do you want to do to me?" she inquired. "I want you to suck my dick and drink my cum. I will give you one hundred pesos." Dolores took his pants off and began to lick his erect penis; it wasn’t over-the-top big, but it had a decent size. The man was so aroused by her touch that he came within a couple of minutes; she swallowed the semen and cleaned the man's cock with her mouth. "Is that all? Is there anything else you would like?" she asked, her voice low. The man was getting hornier by the second, and it wasn't even ten minutes yet. Dolores had no problem with him being horny, though; he was rich. His cock was probably bigger than the cocks of the other average guys. "Would you be down for a quickie right here and now? I want to fuck you against the trashcan over there," he remarked, pointing at a large trashcan that was in

Author’s POV Dolores wrapped her arms around herself, shame tugging at her gut as Bruno walked into the dark alley, his eyes wide and shocked. She couldn’t meet his gaze, feeling exposed as if every secret she carried had been laid bare. “W-What am I doing here?” He stuttered, his voice filled with disbelief. “I should be asking you that. What are you doing in this…this place, naked? And not just that, what are you doing with this ugly-looking old whore?” He snapped back, his eyes darting over her bare skin before landing on Madam Dinero, who stood with an amused scoff. “Who is this foul-mouthed jerk?” Madam Dinero glared at Bruno. “Is he one of your customers? He seems a little rude.” Dolores gulped, fighting back tears. “Bruno, just give me a minute,” she pleaded, pulling Madam Dinero aside to a dark corner. “Why are you acting this way?” Madam Dinero questioned, her voice sharp. “Who is he to you?” “He is…someone very important to me,” she managed through a choked voice

Author’s POV It was a brand-new day in Mexico City, the sun cutting through the fog of early morning as people hurried along the streets, lost in their daily routines. But in front of an important law firm, the normal buzz of activity was destroyed by a captivating sight. Stefano stood rebelliously at the edge of the grand staircase, his entire body painted in bright colors, clutching oversized signs that claimed, "Justice for the legendary Prosecutor Stefano" and "Wrongly Fired!" The paint smudged on his skin only added to the ridiculousness of his protest. Employees of the firm paused in the middle of the stairs, their eyes glued to him. Stefano’s voice called out, filled with anger, “I will not be silenced!” he shouted. “After everything I had done for this law firm, I was their prodigy, the one that brought the most money and fame, but when I needed them the most, they cast me out like a piece of shit!” As he shouted at the top of his lungs, the crowd tossed him curious glan

Author’s POVSilvia's heart was going haywire as she pressed against the wall behind the door of the dark room, her hand clamped tightly over Hugo's mouth. They held their breath, listening carefully to the hammering footsteps of guards searching the room. The flash of a powerful torch swept across the room, illuminating the corners. “They aren’t in here,” one guard declared, his voice echoing. “Let’s check outside. They must have had help getting into the castle, because it's close to impossible for anyone to be able to break in.”“No, I am not sure they had help, no one will have the balls to betray the king, not even in a time like this,” another guard replied doubtfully. “Everyone is loyal.”Silvia and Hugo exchanged scared glances, sweat trickling down their brows as the guards approached their hiding spot. "Let's get out of here, they might be out there," one of the guards commented. The torch was waved inside just before the door was slammed shut, causing them to fall to the