All Chapters of Bound To The Devil : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

This was a man who killed for fun, yet here I was, and I didn't even know why. It couldn't be because of the insane feeling that kept growing in my chest. It couldn't be because I loved him.Fuck. I had never loved any man in my life aside from my dad. And even if I ever did, I was almost sure it wouldn't be a man like Lorenzo Russo. It shouldn't be. Loving a man like him was trouble because I didn't belong in his world, and I didn't belong by his side. Yet here I was going against my own thoughts.Before Lorenzo could get a glimpse of the confusion that lay behind my eyes, I took my fighting stance and swung my fists into action, aiming for his stomach. But unfortunately, he moved quick enough to evade my blows, gripping my hand, and pushing me against the wall. His body pressed up against mine and I fought the urge to moan from the pleasure just being pressed up against him was creating.“If you've changed your mind and decided to kill me for real this time, then I apologize in adva

LORENZO RUSSO“I’ll offer you safe delivery routes for your drugs through my territory. You lose more than half of your deliveries because either my men or Famiglia soldiers intercept them. Truce means you won't have to worry about it anymore. You can double your profits, and focus on the MCs,”“And all you want in return is to stay out of your fight with my consigliere?” Davano sounded suspicious.“You’re close with Camo Sanderi, aren't you?” I asked.“I am. He isn't one to look for trouble. Sanderi controls Montenegro and owns half of Greece. Why?” Davano asked.“Because I need him to utilize his peace-loving nature and turn a blind eye to my fight in Montenegro,” The last thing I needed was an open war with Camo Sanderi soldiers. He had never breached my territory and I had never breached his. And I'd like it to stay that way.“I'll contact Sanderi,” He paused. “And my niece?”“Dimitri will have his Famiglia soldiers drop her off in her house, unharmed. And if for whatever reason s

TIFFANY WESTI rolled out of him, snuggling close with my head on his chest, and a hand running down his chest, tracing each perfectly defined abs and tattoos.“Lorenzo…” I inhaled, feeling his fingers running up and down my spine. It sent a wave of tingling sensation through me.“Yeah,” He kissed my temples. “Tell me what's on your mind,”My fingers brushed up his chest, and I forced air into my lungs. “What would you do if I wanted a divorce?”His fingers paused for a splitting second, and his muscles tightened. “I'd never give you,”His response made my stomach drop. “And if I ran away? “If you ran, Tiffany…” The words were malicious, yet somehow soft and desperate in a war-torn field. He pressed his lips to my ears. “I would find you,”I broke out in shivers. “And?”“Drag you back. You're my wife,”Anger finally lit in my stomach, and my gaze snapped to his. “I'm not a fucking piece of property that you own, Lorenzo. It's bad enough I was sold like a fucking cow. I refused to sta

LORENZO RUSSO It was five after seven and my men were already waiting in ambush, blending into the darkness. We received the route Viktor would be using to meet up with Frizz from Savio and Ronan and we were waiting for him.It didn't take long before a line of three cars came into sight, and on cue, it began raining bullets, causing a return fire from Viktor and his men. One of his cars flipped over, while the others came to a halt from busted tires.The gunfire lasted a few more minutes before we cleared up Lorenzo's men, leaving just the bastard Russo.He had sustained a bullet wound to the stomach from the gunfire but was far from vulnerable. His cold-blooded eyes shot to mine as I stalked closer to one of the SUVs he had used as a cover.His eyes darkened when they met mine, and his lips pressed into a thin grimace. He remained silent, his jaw clenched as he watched me lower to my haunches in front of him.I examined him carefully, rubbing my hand on my jaw, then met his gaze ag

LORENZO RUSSO“Two at three o'clock,” Dimitri said, his voice low and quiet as they echoed in my ears.“One at ten,” I heard from Dimitri’s capo, Luca, just as I adjusted the little device in my ears.“Three on the balcony at four,” Ronan's voice seeped in as well. He had joined us after escorting Leona and the two girls he had rescued with Savio into one of our jets, and they were already on the way to Las Vegas.I slanted a glance over at Vito from the passenger seat. The car slowed as we reached the corner of Salvatore's street. He had forwarded an address the second our call disconnected.I took out my phone, sending a quick text to Savio. I was fucking worried, I hadn't heard from him since Ronan and he parted ways. I had no idea what the fuck was happening at his end with Frizz, and the younger Duval. He could be in trouble seeing as he wasn't even picking up or hadn't read my previous texts informing him about Salvatore's sudden appearance and Tiffany's and Dario's situation.“