Ch. 91: Clubbing

Astrella Honey's point of view “This,” I murmured, my voice barely a breath in the dark, “is suspiciously peaceful.” Dax let out a low, dry huff of a laugh. “Don’t jinx it, Astrella.” I smiled, tilting my head back to look at him, my guards finally down— A loud knocked happened. The sound exploded through the room. The heavy bedroom door literally shook on its hinges like it owed someone money. “What the—” I bolted upright, my heart trying to jump out of my chest. “OPEN UP!” Ciejill’s voice shrieked from the hallway. “EMERGENCY! CODE RED! MAYDAY!” I flinched so hard I nearly headbutted Dax in the jaw. He let out a long, pained groan, his head hitting the headboard with a dull thud. “IF YOU DON’T OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW, I’M COMING IN!” she screamed. “I HAVE A KEYCARD AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT!” I scrambled to the edge of the bed, adrenaline repl

Last Updated : 2025-12-22

Ch. 92: Strategíc

Astrella Honey's point of view Ten minutes later, the air had finally cleared. We were done talking bullshit for the night. Dax was down the hall, probably busy threatening someone in that terrifyingly polite tone of his, and Ciejill was sprawled out on the couch, scrolling through her phone as if she hadn't just sabotaged my peace and quiet twice in one hour. It was the perfect window of opportunity. I grabbed my phone and swiped through my apps until I found the one group chat I hadn't dared to touch since everything went south. The Lovely Buricats. My thumb hovered over the icon for a split second, a tiny pulse of hesitation, and then I just went for it. I hit the video call button. One ring. Two. Then chaarrann! “WAIT—WAIT—GUYS, STOP! MY HAIR IS A TOTAL MESS!” The screen exploded into a glorious, familiar mess of noise and pixels. Liza was the first to pop up, her eyes nearly bugging out of her head as she stared at the camera. “ASTRELLA?!” Then Leona’s face shoved in

Last Updated : 2025-12-23

Ch. 93: Molly

Astrella Honey's point of view The music didn’t just get louder; it became a physical weight, pressing against my eardrums until the world outside the red lights ceased to exist. I was halfway through my second drink, feeling the heat of the alcohol starting to blur the sharp edges of the room, when I felt it. It was that sudden, icy hitch in the air, the primal instinct that tells you you’re being hunted. It’s the subtle shift when someone recognizes you before you’ve even realized they’re there. I turned my head, slow and fluid, just enough to catch a glimpse of the bar. A man was standing there, his hand frozen mid-air as he reached for a glass. He wasn't shocked, and he definitely wasn't scared. His expression was pure, unfiltered recognition. His eyes crawled over my face, scanning my features like he was flipping through the pages of a dusty, forbidden memory, one he should

Last Updated : 2025-12-24

Ch. 94: Punishment

Dax Donomie's point of viewI grip the cold glass railing on the second floor of this packed bar, my knuckles white as I bend Astrella over it, her silk red dress hiked up around her waist like the filthy slút she is. The whole crowd down there, tipsy folks sipping on their beers and dancing away, has a clear view through the see-through barrier. They can see every inch of her exposed ass, pale cheeks already marked with my handprints from the spanking I gave her minutes ago. Her black lace thong is down, her dripping cunt on full display, glistening under the neon lights that pulse like a heartbeat."You think you can drug me, you stubborn little bitch, and get away with it?" I growl into her ear, my voice low and feral, one hand fisting her hair to yank her head back. She slipped something into my drink earlier; I really thought she was just being a good and well-behaved wife. But some crazy stuff went down. Now she's the one paying, her body trembling agains

Last Updated : 2025-12-25

Ch. 95: Ambush

Astrella Honey's point of view I stir groggily around 4 a.m., my body a throbbing wreck of aches and sticky bliss, sprawled naked across the rumpled king-sized bed in our penthouse. Yeah, it's ours now because I already claimed it as mine. Fuck, Dax, my stubborn bastard, fucked me senseless for hours straight after that brutal balcony punishment and ass-reaming by the windows. My pussy is raw, swollen like a ripe peach, asshole still gaping and leaking his dried cum down my crack. Tits bruised from his slaps, throat sore from deepthroating his endless loads. I passed out cold after the fifth or sixth orgasm, blacking out in a puddle of our filth. But now... oh god, his rough fingers are caressing my tender cunt lips, parting them lazily, dipping into the creamy mess of his old seed mixed with my squirt."Mmm, wake up, you drugging Princess," Dax growls low, his voice gravelly with lust as he pins my wrists above my head with one massive hand. I'm still ha

Last Updated : 2025-12-26

All Chapters of Betrayed In The Mafia's Bed : Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Ch. 91: Clubbing

Ch. 92: Strategíc

Ch. 93: Molly

Ch. 94: Punishment

Ch. 95: Ambush