All Chapters of The Mafia's Willing Prey: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

TWENTY-ONE “It's not a dead man. It's not a dead man,” she muttered repeatedly,her eyes closed as she tried to reassure herself that she was probably seeing things. She slowly opened them. It was real. There was a dead man in the bathtub. Isabelle covered her mouth with one hand and the other trying to steady her breathing. She felt like she could throw up at any moment.Her eyes moved from the man's body that lay half in the bathtub and half out. There was blood everywhere. The bathtub. The floor. The walls…bloody scratch marks on the walls that indicated that the victim had struggled. She looked back down at his head that had been split open with a lot of matter splashed against the walls and floor. “Oh my God!” she muttered again,still trying to stop herself from throwing up. She took in the sight of the bullet holes on his arms and legs, the slash marks on his chest drawing her attention. Whoever did this was no ordinary killer. They wanted something,this was a

TWENTY-THREE “Fuck you!” the man barked loudly,as he struggled to break free from the chains. It was a futile attempt,because it was hardly possible to break free. “You better get to your wedding because you aren't hearing shit from me!” he added. Alessandro smiled in a not so happy way. “I like it when they act furious and all powerful,that way it'll be fun to break them,” Alessandro stated,his eyes firmly fixed at the man. They stood in the basement with the stench of blood,dampness and death lurking in the air. Each man giving anger the freedom to burn through them. “If I was interested in the wedding,do you think I would be here?” Alessandro questioned,as he released a wicked laugh that echoed across the room. The man began cursing him in Russian,his voice filled with hatred and venom. Alessandro not appreciating his words,kicked him in his stomach causing him to double over. As he lay on the floor…his face against the floor for a few seconds.He assisted himself as he l

TWENTY-FIVEAlessandro watched as she struggled to get herself out of the wedding dress. If she was another woman…if she wasn't the daughter of the enemy,he would have never let her unzip her dress herself.He would have undressed his wife himself in the honour that she was his alone.A tingle fluttered within his chest.His wife? Was that what he was calling her now?Isabelle felt her body go still the moment she felt some sort of dampness in her core. With her hands still on the zip and her back turned against Alessandro, she wasn’t sure if she should tell him about the unusual feeling hovering around her.“Isabelle?” Alessandro called out,as soon as he noticed that she wasn’t making any effort to pull herself out of the wedding dress. The fact that he wasn’t the one taking the dress off coupled with her sudden refusal to proceed with taking it off only increased how irritated and annoyed he was.“I-I need to use the bathroom,” she stuttered, her voice shaky,which only exposed how

TWENTY-SEVEN“Help me?” Isabelle requested,as she looked at him innocently. She was feeling a lot but couldn't understand what she really needed.Alessandro almost let out a moan as soon as she turned her back against him. She was gorgeous in every way—thick just how he liked them. The perfect globes of her ass so inviting,only if he could reach out and squeeze a little.Images of her ass bouncing against his dick began tormenting him. Spilling his sperm on her round ass,giving it a more beautiful look was another tempting thought.Fuck!He was no saint. Yes,she was the enemy but it didn't change the fact that she was an extremely sexy woman. One that he could guess had this sort of sick thrill by giving him a constant erection.He closed his eyes temporarily trying to savour every bit of the image. He has never been a patient man not until he met Isabelle. With her,he was realizing a different sort of self control he hadn't realized he possessed.He needed to do a lot of filthy and d

TWENTY-NINEWith one hand directly against her stomach,she let the other roam around the sheets.It was empty. He was gone,which admittedly was not a surprise. Her eyes flickered open when the realization dawned on her. She had almost forgotten she was on her period, but her cramps reminded her.She winced,biting her lips to hold herself down from crying out. Her period day was the most dreadful time of the month for her because it always came with an excruciating pain that she couldn't explain.Isabelle's eyes darted across the room probably searching for something unknown to her. She tried relaxing her back against the headboard. Her hand still on her stomach,her eyes caught a note and a mini packaged item on the table opposite the bed.Looking closely at it,she found out they were painkillers. Something fluttered in her chest at the thought that he considered that she might be in pains when she woke up. Another form of care from Alessandro that she wasn't used to. A faint smile sti