All Chapters of CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“I see you’re still keeping the towel tradition.”I turned sharply, heart skipping, to find Asher standing right beside the closed bedroom door. I froze.He was here. Again.Twice in a row.And I didn’t know how to take that, didn’t know what it meant after everything he’d said the last time we were in this room. After he told me to run. I didn’t know whether I should be scared or relieved. Was this good? Was it bad? I didn’t know. All I knew was that I was on high alert, every part of me bracing for what he’d do next. I had no idea what to say in response to his words, so I just stood there silently, wondering how long it would take me to bolt back into the bathroom.“You do know Luca’s not here,” he said, his voice low and unreadable. “So you didn’t have to keep the towel tradition still going.”Luca?I blinked, confused. “What does Luca have to do with this?”“Nothing is going on between Luca and me,” I added quickly. “He told you himself—there was nothing.”Asher pushed off the w

A groan poured out of me when his hand slid further downward and one finger pushed inside of me without warning. “Fuck” She roughly breathed.The sound ran down my spine. He fucked me slowly, in and out, and the pressure built between my legs. My head fell back and my palm came up to his neck, my nails running the length of it. When he tensed, I suddenly realized what I had done and dropped my hand. However, it was already done. I received a smack on the underside of my ass that sent a toe-curling rattle throughout my entire sex. I didn’t think it was a good punishment at all, but then he pulled his finger out of me and a desperate ache remained.A haze had infiltrated my skin, my mind, my inhibitions, and the corners of my vision. I needed one thing, could think about only it, and I wouldn't let him leave before he gave it to me.His legs parted, and I didn’t hesitate to step all the way between them. His gaze lifted and his eyes met mine; the blaze inside them was dark. Our lips w

ASHER. I watched her lying there on the bed, thighs parted just enough to be an unspoken invitation. A silent dare. A challenge. She didn’t have to say a word. Her body did all the talking. She was wet and almost dripping with need. And fuck, I wanted to accept. To climb onto that bed, push her knees apart, and take her. Claim her. Remind her who she belonged to...who she would always belong to. Fucking Ariella Costa. She had this maddening effect on me, one I still couldn’t explain. One I hated. One I craved. On one hand, I wanted to ruin her. To see her cry. Not tears no, that would be too easy. I wanted blood. I wanted to carve the betrayal she handed me into her soul. Make her feel it like I did. But then… there was the other part of me. The darker, softer, weaker part. The part that wanted to hear her moan my name again. The part that wanted to watch her fall apart under my hands. To lose every wall she’d built and give in to the kind of pleasure only I could give her.

Asher smiled deviously,"Well, since you want to be my whore, because that's what you want to be, isn't it....? Is it?" He stared at me. And maybe I was hypnotized, or I had taken the word way too seriously because I nodded."Right. Good. So, just so you know what happens to someone like you... First," he said, and suddenly, his hands were on my knees, forcefully parting my legs. Before I could even react, he thrust two fingers right inside of me, making me gasp and arch from the bed. I wasn't ready for the intrusion. I wasn't prepared for it. I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't... I just wasn't prepared. The only lubrication I had was from what we'd done earlier because now I was completely turned off. I bit my lip to stifle the pain as he remained still inside me, one hand still holding one of my knees apart. I tried to breathe through my mouth, desperately trying not to show him how much he was hurting me. I looked back into his eyes and found him watching me with an unreadable expre

I was about to drop the phone onto the counter, storm back into the living room, and tell Will and, what was her name? Anna, to get the hell out.Because there was no way I was doing whatever test Asher thought he could force on me.But then the phone rang again. I looked at the screen, Luca.I picked it up.“Oh, little Ari, still here,” he said.“Oh my God, what is it now? Did you find him?” I asked, sarcastic and tired.“He wasn’t lost,” Luca replied coolly. Then he chuckled. “So I called Asher for you because I care so much about you. I was afraid someone had come to kidnap you in your own prison. Can you believe it? Getting kidnapped in prison?”I rolled my eyes. “Just tell me, what did he say?”“Yeah, those are doctors,” he said. “They’re just there to check on you. Run a few tests. Make sure you’re healthy and thriving, really.”“Oh right,” I snapped. “So he called a gynaecologist to perform a sexual check-up on me?”Luca laughed. “Don’t take it too hard.”“You know what?” I sna