All Chapters of The Mafia Don's obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Valentina pov “I asked you a question! I know you’re not deaf! What the hell are you doing with my fiancé?” the woman screamed, and at any moment, I felt she was going to lunge at me. I opened my mouth to speak, my voice faltering. “I-It’s a misunderstanding, there’s nothing going on—” Before I could finish, Luca stepped away from me and stood up. Without hesitation, he walked over to the furious woman, stopping right in front of her. He casually tucked his hands into his pockets, his gaze turning icy as he looked down at her—the same cold expression he had given the older man earlier. I stiffened, watching as the woman flinched under his stare, instinctively stepping back. Fear flickered in her eyes, her earlier anger vanishing in the blink of an eye. “What do you think you’re doing?” Luca’s voice was devoid of emotion. “L-Luca, what is the meaning of this?” she stammered, her voice trembling. “Why are you in a room with another woman? Are you already cheating on me before we’v

Valentina povMy mind felt hazy, my thoughts slipping through my grasp. Before I knew it, my eyes fluttered shut, and my lips parted, granting Alexander deeper access. A small whimper escaped me as his grip on my waist tightened, pulling me flush against him. His other hand cupped my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine as my heart pounded wildly in my chest.A heat pooled between my legs as I felt the unmistakable hardness of his bulge pressing against me. I knew people were watching— I could feel their shocked gazes burning into my back. I should have pulled away, should have been embarrassed. Hell, I was practically devouring my husband in front of an entire audience.But my body refused to listen. Instead, it screamed— fuck it.A breathy moan escaped me as my arms snaked around Alexander’s shoulders, pulling him closer. Tilting my head to the side, I deepened the kiss. I was this close— this damn close to jumping into his arms and wrapping my legs around his waist.Could you blam

Alexander pov It was an intoxicating torment Every moment she took her pleasure from me was an intoxicating torment. Sex had always been something I did to relieve stress. With Emily, it was simply an obligation— something I did because she was my wife. Don’t get me wrong. I loved Emily. She was the only woman I could tolerate, which was why I married her. I had always believed love was about coexisting, about building a life together. Maybe that was why she cheated. Maybe that was why she left because I wasn’t the kind of man who craved touch. So why… Why did this girl make me weak? Why did she make my body burn with need, make me crave her touch? I had no answer for that, but at this moment, I didn’t care. All I wanted was to fuck the living daylight out of her— to make her feel exactly what she was doing to me. “My turn,” I murmured, my voice dark with intent. Her eyes widened, but before she could react, I gripped her hips, pulling her closer. Positioning myself at her

Alexander pov People feared me for being ruthless. People respected me for being powerful. No one dared to cross me without consequences. That was who I was— Alexander Knight. The merciless mafia don who would kill without hesitation. So tell me… why the hell couldn’t I say no to a woman and a kid? Or better yet, why did I agree to this…. joke despite not wanting to? “Rock, paper, scissors!” “Ahh, you won again? How do you always know what I’m going to pick? This is the tenth time you’ve beaten me, I’m starting to think you are cheating.” Felix shook his head, a mischievous glint in his eyes, before quickly scribbling something in his notebook and holding it up as Valentina read it out. "No, Mommy. I’m not cheating, you’re just predictable. Every time you lose, your fingers twitch slightly before you choose rock. When you win, you smile before the next round, which means you're likely to repeat the same choice. You're following a subconscious pattern, and I’m just smart enoug

Valentina pov “You’re telling me that you’re Alexander and Daniel’s mother?!” I asked in disbelief, the spoon hovering near my lips as I stared at the insanely gorgeous middle-aged woman in front of me. Sera smiled, her sharp eyes locking onto mine. “Yes, I am. Though, to be honest, I’d rather only be called Daniel’s mother since that silly child already cut ties with me.” She leaned back in her seat, drumming her pink manicured nails against the table. “Can you imagine? A son cutting ties with his own mother? That insolent child,” she scoffed, and my mouth fell open. I slowly set my ice cream down on the table. Yes, ice cream. Could you believe that after learning that Felix and I had been kidnapped while buying ice cream, Sera immediately ordered some for us? And now, here we were, eating ice cream while having this absolutely insane conversation with my… mother-in-law? Right? She was my mother-in-law. I turned to Felix, gauging his reaction, searching for any sign that the w