Lahat ng Kabanata ng In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

(Lisa's POV) "Am I really the first woman he ever brought to his house?" This thought surged through me as I sat down on the bed. Ivan had long gone because he said he had some business stuff to handle with Alessio. I didn’t bother to ask Ivan about it because I knew I wouldn’t understand a thing about the kind of business Alessio does. But was Ivan telling the truth when he said I am the first woman Alessio has brought home, or was he just lying to make me stay here and try not to escape again? He’s Alessio’s right-hand man and supports him even when he’s wrong. Besides, no woman in her right senses would want to live in a house where the exit is hard to find. I don’t care if I’m the first woman he ever brought home; I’m still going to push through with my plans. There’s nothing to be impressed about. He was my first, but I wasn’t his first. He has been with lots of women, so I shouldn’t be swayed just because I am the first woman he’s kept close after the night we had sex. Som

(Alessio's POV) "You won't have to kill anyone, Godfather, because I don't love any woman, and it's always going to remain that way. Like I have always said to you, I'm nothing like my father. I won't ever end up the way he did," I said, with all the assurance I could give. Lisa is just someone I want to keep around me, not someone I love. "That's good to know. Your father was a disgrace to the DeLuca family," Salvatore said, and that made my anger boil. My dad might not be the strongest man I know, but he was the purest person on earth. The only mistake he made was falling in love with the wrong woman, and with each passing day, I wish she wasn't my mother. "Don't call my father a disgrace, Godfather. Even if he didn't meet up to the family's expectations, at least he gave his best. I won't tolerate you insulting my dad. He might be dead, but you have no right to insult him, even at his grave," I said, my voice filled with anger. It has always been tradition to respect the Godf

(Alessio's POV) I love the way my touch affects her. I love how my touches send shivers down her spine. It makes me feel like I own every part of her body—she’s mine anyway. From the moment we spent that night together, under each other's skin, she marked herself as mine. No one can touch her except me. No one can kiss her or do crazy things to her body except me. Is this what you call love or lust? I am still yet to understand, but all I know is that she is mine to possess and mine to keep. "Does my touch have a great effect on you?" I asked purposely, my hand sliding further up her thigh, almost reaching her panties. I shouldn't be doing this, but she started it. She suddenly became nice, smiling and seducing me however she pleases—even if she’s unaware that every single thing she does makes me want to kiss her and fuck her. But I do hope she heeded to my advice and isn’t planning to escape again. It’d be dangerous if what I’m thinking is actually going on in her head. When

(Lisa's POV)"Don Alessio," Isabella said, quickly getting up from the bed and bowing to him. I remained sniffly on the bed, wishing I could go back a few seconds and take back what I just said. I had never been good at interacting with people; all my life, I had always been an introvert who listened to what others said without offering my own opinions. And today, when I decided to come out of my cage, this happened. I was only trying to make Isabella laugh, and with how his eyes were lustfully staring at me, I hoped he didn’t take my words to heart. "What are you still doing here?" His deep baritone voice asked Isabella, who remained standing and bowing to him. I wished Isabella could be brave and stay with me, but I was making an empty wish that could never come to pass. Before I could even blink, Isabella had already found her way out of the room. Now it was just me and Alessio left in the room. I tried not to look at him, but those piercing dark brown eyes of his never left mine

(Alessio's POV) I had left Italy to go to Mumbai because I needed to finish the job that was assigned to me. Louis had given me the details on where he was hiding in Mumbai. I was just waiting for the perfect time to push through with my mission—I’d attack him when he least expected it. I didn’t bring any of my men because handling him was a piece of cake. I would have taken Ivan with me, but I told him he could stay behind and look after Lisa, just in case she needed anything. It had been three days since I last saw Lisa. I wasn’t sure if I missed her, but I had been waiting patiently for Ivan to call me to say she wanted to talk to me. When he didn’t, I decided to call him just so I could speak to her. I didn’t know why, but not hearing her voice and seeing her beautiful face for three days felt like an important part of me was missing. “Boss, Alessio wants to speak to you,” I could hear Ivan say from the other side of the phone after I instructed him to give the phone to her.