Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Willing Prey: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

EIGHTY-TWO“I shouldn’t…”Alessandro’s words trailed off, and she was too weak to stop him. She didn't want to talk and she didn't want to hear what he had to say. She didn't want to do anything except lie here and go over what had just happened, second by glorious second. To remember the way he had kissed her. The way he pushed deep inside her,and then the growing awareness of her body's reaction, which had seemed too good to be true. Only it hadn't been. It had been very real and true.Alessandro Moretti just broke her virginity and it had been perfect more than she always imagined. She expelled a long, slow breath of satisfaction. Suddenly, she realized all the fuss and hype and everything that went with it. Sex was amazing.It didn't matter that it had been on the desk. It didn't matter that she had done it with her captor who was also her husband. Because all she saw whenever she closed her eyes was Alessandro thrusting in and out of her and she loving it. She had made promises

EIGHTY-FOURA blush crept up her cheeks when she remembered how he covered her up last night and snuggled her even closer to him. His voice whispering those words that echoed in her head,“Go to sleep, Isabelle.” He whispered them when she tried to get her sleepy eyes open the moment she felt a huge frame slip right next to her on the bed. His voice was a reassurance that it wasn't just some unknown person but the man beside her was her husband. She had slept off while trying to wait up for him, and couldn't tell the exact time he slipped into bed. Sleeping next to him felt so good because they hadn't slept together since she became his wife with the exception of when he had a fever.It almost felt so new to her…almost unreal. And the fact that she woke up to an empty bed space beside her was enough to fuel the unreal mentality even more making it seem like last night was all a dream. Her cheeks reddened even more when she noticed his bite marks on both sides of her neck. It made he

EIGHTY-SIX“It means… You've taken my breath away, angel,” he revealed, while his eyes completely filled with lust. “You look absolutely stunning, Isabelle. If I wanted to have my way, you wouldn't be going for this job anymore…not today or ever, because it fucking kills me that some random man gets to see you in this tights,” he confessed, the anger in his eyes almost invisible.“You look absolutely hot in it,” he whispered this time around, his hand trailing up the fishnet tights into her skirt. She wasn't supposed to blush or smile when he said that, but she did anyway. She turned her head to the side. She didn't need him seeing how colour rushes to her cheeks whenever he said such things to her. “I didn't think you noticed,” she muttered, while feeling his desperate fingers try to make their way into her core. She was struggling between grasping whatever his response would be and focusing on his fingers underneath her skirt. He frowned against her neck. “ I notice everything ab

EIGHTY-EIGHTIsabelle’s heels clicked against the smooth cobblestones as she stepped out of the sleek black Maserati, letting one of Alessandro’s men close the door after her. Alessandro’s large frame emerged from the driver’s side, his black nicely tailored suit blending in with the dangerous aura he exuded. Marco stood behind them with another man she didn't recognize.“You don't need to do this,” Isabelle muttered, smoothing down her top and clutching her sketch portfolio. “I can walk into a building by myself.”He locked the car with a sharp beep. “It's not the building I'm worried about. It's what's inside,” he responded trying to be discreet as possible. If Alexei was actually targeting his wife then he needed to make sure her workspace was free from any danger even if it meant his men accompanying her each day to work. Isabelle stared at him for a brief moment wondering when he has ever worried about anything. “What's inside?” “Nothing you need to know,” he answered simply,

NINETYIsabelle let out a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding, but the weight of his last warning—always answer my calls, still lingered. She smiled as she stared at the white-walled studio that she was assigned to. Today was going so well, well except for Alessandro bringing his army with him, and dropping off two with her to watch her every move. And they hadn't left her side even for a second. They were hell bent on following her to every single corner she went to. She had to excuse herself to use the restroom to see if they'll follow her too.But, apparently, that was the only boundary she was going to get. She couldn't blame them even if she wanted to. It wasn't their fault. They were only following orders, and disobedience might likely mean their death. And they seemed nice. At least they weren't trying to be overly invasive.It would be a mean thing to disappear into thin air, because they were the ones to suffer for whatever shenanigan she decides to create.Lucien