All Chapters of Sold to the Mafia Boss : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I thought about changing back into my clothes but I knew Graziella would come back into the room before I'm able to do that. So I picked up the ends of the clothes and turned back to Emily. "There's a way through the parking lot inside the hotel, this way" she called and I quickly followed her. As we made our way out, I kept an eye out for Graziella, while still trying to hide my face from the rest of the few people seated around. I knew it was hard for any of Logan's men who saw me in this white dress to not recognize me. I knew he had given me all the privacy a bride to be needed before the wedding by allowing me alone here with the women. He had trusted me and never thought I'd do something like this. The people seated at the lobby threw beautiful smiles at me, some even nodded at me. They all saw a beautiful bride about to get married, they didn't know that I was there against my will and on my way to freedom. After returning their smiles, I got into the elevator with Emil

I didn't know where we went but we arrived there in the late evening, the clouds angry and dark. As if my day couldn't get any more worse. The ride had taken a long while and throughout we didn't say a word to each other. I kept my distance and he did too. I knew he didn't want anything to do with me. I'd proposed for this wedding and tried to run from it when he was completely into it, I wouldn't have anything to do with me either. The airplane landed and we stepped out to find a Lamborghini parked below. Logan doesn't waste time and hauled us inside. I wanted to ask him where he was taking me but decided against it. Asking him wouldn't change a thing if he planned to go kill me and dump my body in some place. And it doesn't guarantee my life either. On our way, I knew I needed to say something. He still looked angry. " Logan...." I called but he doesn't budge " Logan I'm sorry...." " Save it Layla, " he turns to me with a broad smile " we're about to have the best time of o

I watched wide eyed as Logan provided a portable knife from his back pocket and pushed it's blade out. He leans back on top of me and traced the cold metal along my chin. I knew I had to remain still so I don't get torn with the sharp object. " Please......" I begged, my body physically vibrating. " Shhhhhh" Logan said like he was cooing to a baby. " That's not what I wanna hear, love. You don't need to beg me, you know why I'm doing this to you don't you? So you don't have to be scared of me " I simply nodded gently as I knew exactly what would happen if I disobeyed him. Whatever happened today was my fault but I didn't deserve this. Nobody deserves this drastic punishment and I knew being the Logan that he was, there was more installed for me. Logan sighed and slowly started stroking my hair. I flinched at first but I knew there was no point in defying him anymore. So I let him stroke my hair and I saw how satisfied he was that I wasn't trying to fight him anymore. Then h

When Logan had said he planned a date for us I'd expected him to take us to one of his very fancy restaurants that he loved to take me to. Logan loved spending money on grande things, the idea thrilled him and he was always glad whenever he could impress me with all the expensive things he buys for me and the fancy places he takes me to. But instead, he'd taken me to a small eatery set back into a wooden house facing the ocean. It's built up high on a rock, just below the ocean so people could easily get their snacks and drinks and still go down to have a swim while those who loved to sit and eat could see the view of the ocean from up here. It was beautiful. And it kinda felt Mexican. Logan loved things like this I've noted and I couldn't help loving it too. Flower pots decorated the front of this dark oak building with people walking in and out, others eating outside and some inside. Logan was being overly sweet when he pulled a chair out for me and wouldn't stop smiling at

I dragged my hand along her bare back and drew circles there, my mind drifted into my own thoughts as she laid there over my bare chest. I listened to her slow breath and felt the warmth of her breath emanating over my skin. And all that was in my head was turning this woman back up against the wall and screaming how much I loved her until she screamed back my name. The thought makes me chuckle and she stirs on my chest, lifting her head to look at me. Still I couldn't stop smiling and I didn't want to offend her. She looked like a little baby, my little baby. Her raven black hair is sprawled over her small face, her lips pouted as she wondered what was in my head, her eyes blinking at me. " Why are you smiling? " She inquired, shifting into a more comfortable position. " I was just imagining how insanely sweet it's going to be if I turned you up against the wall and fucked you hard " I replied, not leaving a word out. Embarrassment washes over her instantly and I watched in