Semua Bab HER SWEET AFFAIR WITH THE MAFIA: Bab 21 - Bab 23

Celine stopped counting the hours she’d spent under Hector’s control. Her body knew his rhythm too well now—the ruthless game he played with her bare skin. They moved in sync, switched positions, not for love, but to chase some cruel satisfaction in each other’s exhaustion.Hector’s hands clamped hard around her waist as he pulled back, his expression carved from stone. His brows furrowed, eyes sharp—not like a man losing himself in a woman’s body, but like a soldier mid-siege. Focused. Detached. Dangerous.He slipped out of her, his breath steady, movements cold. Celine wasn’t even sure what she was feeling—pleasure had long left the room. Still, she grabbed him as he stepped away, refusing to be left sprawled across the wrecked table like a forgotten plaything.“Are you going to her now?” she asked, voice rough, lined with defiance. Her lipstick was smudged, mascara streaked from sweat and hours of being tangled with him. She didn’t care. His scent clung to her skin like a second la

Hector and Jeanne parted ways shortly after; Jeanne could not linger with Hector. She headed for Edgar's office. It was like any other police station; nothing special-just filled with people who were busy dealing with crime and the law. It had been a long time since Jeanne had come to this place. Everything felt like a stranger again after the tragedy, and Jeanne didn't expect anything. In the corridor leading to Edgar's room, Jeanne stopped when someone greeted her. "Mrs. Villiers, it's been a long time since I saw you come here." Jeanne didn't recognize him for a moment, but she remembered him as someone on Edgar's team-someone who had come to pick her up that night from Hector's house. "I'm Mark Endo-in case you already forgot." "Ah, yes, Mr. Endo. I only slightly forgot your name, but I did not completely forget you." "I know that, ma'am." Mark was a friendly person, Jeanne remembered that. She felt guilty for forgetting Mark. "So, do you need help getting to Mr. E