บททั้งหมดของ Stolen by the Mafia Boss: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

CaterinaHis mouth was warm.Everything about him was warm.Not desperate or bruising. Just that warm feeling like a marshmello being roasted. Intentional.Certain.Like he had all the time in the world to kiss me as much as he wanted, and then some... so he was under no obligation to do anything else until he was done.That was how good it was.My fingers curled even deeper into the fabric of his shirt as he leaned in deeper, the mattress dipping beneath our weight. Fuck.I couldn't... I didn't want to breathe unless I was breathing into him.I pulled back just slightly, only enough to meet his eyes."Close the curtains.""Why do we have to do that?" He asked, like some sort of child. All whiny. "Luca..."His brows rose up immediately, all amused. "You're so bossy.""Do it."This time, he didn't say anything. Just grinned even wider and obeyed, sliding off the bed with a grace that shouldn't belong to any man who was half asleep just ten minutes ago. He moved across the room with l

CaterinaI found the man outside.Way beyond the arched hallways and the empty rooms of this estate, past a corridor that smelled faintly of rain damp stone, that was where he was. I had to push open a glass door as gently as I could, then step out into the morning light just to get to him.I had almost escaped this estate using an entrance very close to here.Now it looked like something that was forgotten. The wild lavender had pushed its way through cracked pathways, and the once trimmed hedges had grown unruly.When had this happen?When did the gardeners of this place stop coming to work, alongside other staff? What was even happening here, and why did it take me this long to notice it?But there was this kind of beauty in the way the place looked, though. I could never deny that. It was the kind of beauty that came from neglect and time and the absence of one who truly cared enough to tame it.Not my kind of thing to do, though.But... perhaps I could try."Or you could ask Luca

CaterinaIt had taken barely five minutes for the world to turn into a blur of sounds... the gunshots, the screams from me, the pounding of my heart. I had no idea when I dropped to the ground. One moment I had blood on me, hot and sickening from the man who had almost injected me with some... some fucking medication. Was that some sort of sedation?What had they planned to do with me? Or to me? And then the next minute, my knees gave out beneath me and I found myself curled up, cowering against the gravels, and trying my hardest to become invisible.So far, this was one of the worst days of my life No, it was the worst. Surely, nothing could top this. And Kevin, poor Kevin, he had a wife and a kid coming in this winter.I had no idea how they did their own going back home stuff in Luca's estate, but if it was daily, his wife would be up all night, worried about the husband who never came back home.How on earth did thet announce such a thing to a pregnant woman?I couldn't even b

LucaThe scent of iron and blood still clung to my hands.Despite the fact that I had washed them. Scrubbed them, even. Every single inch of skin like it was the last thing I would ever do. But the metallic tang lingered like some sort of reminder... as if the pain had soaked beneath the skin.My knuckles ached badly from the force of my blows... did I truly have to hit that hard? And it wasn't only that, somewhere deep within the whole composure aspect I was wearing like nothing affected me, my thoughts spinning like a slow, rising storm."I hope the whore goes back to her rightful owner."Those were the words he said. It wasn't hard to deduce who had sent him after that.No one else but Alessandro would call his ex fiancée a whore and think he was the rightful owner of the woman who had full autonomy over herself and her decisions..."Did she? Did she truly?" That nagging part of my brain asked.No.But this wasn't the time to think about it. I was doing all these for her safety."Y

CaterinaSleep would not come.For the last two hours, and yes, I counted and checked the time to be accurate, I stared at the ceiling of the bedroom that had been previously allocated to me... the one Maria had all but forced me into after our little chat... and I waited for the moment exhaustion would knock me out.It never did.My limbs ached, my head buzzed, and my eyes were burning, yet I couldn't slip away from the spiralling thoughts that churned inside me.Every single time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Kevin's blood as his head hit the wheel. All I heard was the crunch of the gravel beneath my knees as I hit the ground. All I felt was the chill of Luca's grip around my wrist when he said he wouldn't let anything happen to me.Perhaps it was time for me to see some sort of therapist. Someone who would understand what was happening to me, and help me out.Friends were good and all, but a professional would do me some good.And Luca... didn't he understand that something