All Chapters of Signed To The Mafia King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ALINALuca didn't celebrate his birthday? With my back arched and his fingers around my thighs, it was impossible to move. I placed my face flat on the sheets so I could meet his eyes. They were already feasting hungrily on my face. “Why not? Why don't you celebrate your birthday?” He shrugged, a careless up and down of his shoulders that didn't divulge any information. The intimacy between us broke and he settled on the bed beside me. “I told you. Growing up, birthdays wasn't prioritized, especially after my mother died. My father made sure Sofia’s birthday was celebrated, but I was trained to be a man from the beginning.” I turned over onto my knees and sat beside him, taking his fingers. “We're going to celebrate your birthday.” It tore my heart that he'd grown up that way. My father had been a harsh man, a deadly one too, but he'd always ensured that all his children were celebrated, even Adriano. I couldn't imagine what it must have been like, growing the way Luca did. L

CHAPTER 114LUCA“I think there's going to be trouble, Boss.”Rafael's back was ripped into shreds, most still dripping blood from the gashes. Despite the bruises, he still had a cigar stuck to the corner of his lips, refusing to wince like pain wasn’t a thing that applied to him.“Tell me again. What happened?” I questioned, settling into my chair across from him. My office reeked of whiskey and barely leashed anger. I could feel it snapping like the air a few minutes before lightning struck.Outside, the chaos of my men’s voices clashed through the windows, somehow making the silence between Rafael and me louder.Mikhail walked through the door, his own shirt spattered with blood. He closed the door behind him and settled into the chair across from me.“What happened?” The words ripped out of my lips, gritted out more like.Rafael replied. “It was a hit. Four of our guys from both camps went down. The car was parked by the warehouse like usual, but this time, they weren't filled w

ALINAFor a moment, the depth of my entire world was the badge Marissa was holding out to us. Darkness crept over the edges of my eyes and I tripped the edge of the car door and held on tight.Marissa frowned when neither of us answered. “Did you hear me? I asked a question.” Luca’s face stayed blank and hard as granite. He was composed in that terrifying, unreadable way that made him the most dangerous man I'd ever met..Detective Marissa put her badge away, and folded her arms. “I have a few questions, and if I could have a moment of your time, I'm sure I'll be out of your hair pretty soon. My sister has been missing for a couple of days now. No calls, no movement on her credit cards and no social media activity. Again, would either of you know where she is?” Luca stepped in front of me, shielding me with the angle of his body as though Marissa’s words were bullets. “She hasn't been here.” Luca answered smoothly. I flinched behind his back at the lie. Victoria had been here and

LUCAHer skin was warm against mine from the heated water pounding down both our backs.I wrapped my arm around her waist and tugged her back into my chest. Alina exhaled softly, her spine melting into mine.She spread her legs, moaning on a gasp as my fingers traced back down her waist to settle between her open legs. “Luca, what are you doing?” I kissed the top of her shoulders, slow, soft, lingering with my tongue swiping over her skin. “I think that's rather obvious.” Her breathing stuttered, dying in the back of her throat as she turned into my arms. I allowed her, snaking my fingers between us to stroke her clit.She mewled gently as her eyes dragged over my face, her mouth brushing the corner of my lips as she leaned in. I caught her bottom lip between mine, and pulled gently until she cried out. “Shit, Luca!” She swore, arching her breasts into my chest. She moved closer, her thigh sliding over mine as her hand lifted to my jaw. I opened for her, catching her tongue with

ALINA Luca was gone, and we waited but Marco didn't come for us. Since Luca had taken the car, I called home and got Pietro to send someone to pick us up. Luca’s discovery of Vector had come out of nowhere and though I'd called Vector back, he hadn't answered and neither had he returned my call.. I dialed him again, but again, it went straight to voice mail. I called Marco and he finally answered. “What's happening there? Where's Luca?” I could hear my anxiety seeping into my voice and I caught a moment to fight my emotions into order. “He's been at the office with Mr. Talciro and Analide. He's trying to revoke the warrant and the court order. Maybe give him a moment to catch his breath?” I pulled the phone from my ear, frowning at it. Since when did Marco assume he could speak to me that way? Had Luca told him that we'd had a fight. I brought the phone back to my ear. “I asked a question, Marco.” There was a pause on the line and I could almost hear Marco’s anger brea