Semua Bab RUTHLESS: The Mafia Alpha's Toy : Bab 51 - Bab 60

AnnaI took off my panties, and he pulled me into his lap. He dipped down his pants and released his hard cock. I gasped. I was still not used to seeing its large and intimidating look.I licked my lips, already anticipating just how intensely I was about to orgasm. The last time we'd had sex, I had spent days with flashbacks about how much he fucked me into a stupor.Fucking in his car was also somehow appealing and hot.“Like what you see?” He grinned and I bit my lips and nodded. I waved his cock invading my insides.I bunched up my skirt.“Use your words, Anna. Tell me that you like what you see that you'll take my cock like s good girl,”I swallowed my cheeks, flaming.“Say it,’ he urged as he began to kiss down my neck, holding my breast and squeezing hard.I moaned, my body begging me to say whatever he wanted us to say just to get him insideme.“So stubborn, even hotter. We have less than ten minutes to our destination, Anna, say it or I'll leave you edged out.” He was serio

AnnaEstonia continued to show me around the club and hotel, introducing me to various people. I smiled and was polite to everyone even though I was mostly thinking about the blonde man I had met earlier.He'd made mention of coming to the mansion later.That would be my chance.It would be very useful for me if he lived in the mansion but even better if he lived somewhere else. I had done favours I could call in to help me extract the truth from him, or I could do it myself.I smirked as the plan began to form in my head. I was getting closer to my goal, and the closer I got, the more my blood boiled. I had been in the dark for way too long.Estonia suddenly turned to assess me like I was some cheap product or prized possession. I wasn't exactly sure. I took a step back at her scrutiny. I recognised that look. It was a look a pimp once gave me.“You know, you'll make a lot of money as one of my girls; you are very pretty,” Estonia said. “Oh, thank you, but I'm not interested,” I smi

Anna“The metallic scent of blood thickened in my nostrils as I stared at the decapitated head in the trunk. The lifeless eyes, once full of arrogance and mischief, now stared back at me in eerie silence. His mouth was slightly open as if frozen mid-scream.I shuddered at the horrific sight. Whoever did this was angry.Lucas let out a low whistle, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, that's one hell of a way to start the day."I swallowed down the bile rising in my throat and turned to the driver. "Who the fuck put this here?" I asked, slightly concerned for the lack of concern in Lucas’ eyes.The man didn't flinch. "I don't know, Miss. The car was parked in the garage all night. No one was supposed to touch it."Lucas narrowed his eyes on him. "You telling me someone snuck into Duncan's garage, dumped a fucking head in his car, and not a single soul noticed?"The driver remained stoic, but a sheen of sweat was forming on his brow. He was either lying or terrified. Either way, I didn'

AnnaIt was 8pm when I finally arrived.I stepped out of the cab that had taken me here and cracked my back and knuckles. I was finally here.The street was quiet, too quiet, but there were shops lining up the streets.Some of the shops were closed; others were still very active. There was a bodega across the street, and a bunch of what looked like teenagers were standing around outside; they looked like they were exchanging something.Drugs, maybe.Cute.I glanced at a store to my right.There it was.Where I would find my aunt.A small shop that was lit upI wonder if she'd recognise me.No, not possible. I was unrecognisable now.But I would definitely recognise her. I walked towards the door, taking a deep breath, and turned the doorknob, pushing the door open.I was greeted by the harsh light of the store.A strong smell greeted me.I glanced around. The bookshop was small but cosy, with shelves packed tightly together, creating narrow aisles. The scent of old paper and ink fil

Anna“What?”“Yes,” she said, walking towards the kitchen.“Do you want something to drink? I have some beer, water, and wine.”“Water is fine.” I said quickly. My head is still reeling.“I don't understand; why are you just okay with this? They killed your mother!”I said, confused at her calmness.“Well, to be honest. She deserved it.”She said as she walked back towards me, holding water and a beer in both hands.She handed me the bottle of water and I took it from her.“I don't understand,” I stared, blinking at her.My mind was reeling. Had I come home with some sort of psychopath?She wasn't even showing the slightest form of remorse.“Look, my mother and I never had any relationship. She abandoned me a long time ago. I came into town a week ago because I needed help, but she'd gotten herself mixed up with something, and, well, she's dead now,” she shrugged. For a second, I saw the look of pain in her eyes, but it was gone just as fast as it came.“Mixed up with what?” I asked