Semua Bab MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS: Bab 91 - Bab 100

“He got what he deserved, one bullet wasn't enough” Alessandro divulged, an unbothered tone lacing his voice. Bianca’s breath hitched as her pupils slowly widened. Her face fell into petrification. “You…did what?” Her brows furrowed in utter disbelief as she asked in a low voice, desperate to be sure she hadn’t heard wrong. Alessandro's strict gaze slid to her “You still love that bastard after everything, Bianca? You disappoint me” Bianca’s glare stiffened immediately “This isn't about love, I'm not heartless…he looked miserable the last time we met” “Stay away from that family Bianca, they are all a bunch of losers. They are no good for you” She huffed, her countenance still clouded with dread as the news sent a jolt of weakness coursing through her bones. What would Roman think once he found out? She swallowed hard at the thought. “Why...why would you do that?” she stuttered, chest heaving as panic washed through her. This wasn't going to end well. Alessand

Louisa stood behind the island in her kitchen, slowly stirring coffee while humming under her breath as sunlight spilled in through the window in golden kisses.She slowly lifted the teacup to her lips, her mind subtly picturing how she would hand Colin those divorce papers today. She’d dreamt of this moment for weeks and it was finally here.A presence stepped in behind her, hand pressing down on her shoulder as she jerked, almost spilling her coffee. Spinning around quickly she came face-to-face with Nico’s nanny, her heart raced as she set down the teacup. “You scared me!” she exhaled, hand clutching her chest to steady her erratic heartbeatThe nanny reached for a tissue and dabbed the small spill of coffee on the counter “I'm so sorry Signora, but there’s a deliveryman at the front porch”Louisa blinked, confusion etching into her features as her smile from seconds ago slowly faded.“He says he has a package to deliver and needs a signature to drop it off” The nanny added, loo

Occasionally, Louisa clutched Seth’s jacket amidst the consecutive skips of her heart, the thump pounding loudly against her rib as his motorcycle tires swerved at maximum speed along the smooth asphalt. “Can you please slow down?” She called out to him at the top of her lungs, as heavy wind bit back harshly into her eyes, sending cold jolts of electricity through her. “Hang on tight, princess” His voice reverberated smoothly within her and she hastily locked her fists around his waist, eyes clasped tightly shut. Regret twisted in her belly for not opting to just go in the car and silently she prayed for the nightmare to be over. Moments later, the bike smoothly glided into an almost vacant garage of a duplex except for a lone black Porsche parked in the overly expansive space. Louisa slowly released her closed eyelid, first peeking with one eye out to be sure they weren’t still gliding across the expressway, before fully blinking open her lashes to take in her environment.

Under the fluorescent bulb, in a penthouse suite, the bed creaked with a dry thump, clothes, shoes, and underwear lay discarded across the floor, and at the edge of the bed was Vivienne clinging onto the bed’s headrest with strings of unfiltered moans clawing off her throat as the unknown figure behind her rammed into her amidst heavy pants. Her skin flushed red with sweat and the hot air whizzing from the air conditioner only made her skin burn worse as her back pressed against the wet chest of the faceless fellow who smashed her with abandon. “Take the fucking baby out of me! God!” she cried out with a loud obscene plea, cheeks slick with tears as her hair clung damply to a face sick with desperation. Next to the lamp stand her phone vibrated—first with a text and then a ring that cut through the air polluted with the smell of sex and sins. Emilia’s name blinked on the screen severally and by the third ring, Vivienne lurched a hand to reach for the phone just as a loud spank

The cologne that had lingered in the car earlier…was him. Alessandro. Her heart stuttered quicker than she liked. Her feet that had been stomping furiously a couple of seconds ago were now suddenly rooted to the ground as his grey eyes pierced into her brown ones. His gaze dragged down her hair, lingered on her lips, rested on her dress, and flickered back to her face. They were rigid, unreadable, and sunken. His Beard was gruff and his hair a bit fuller than she remembered.His cold palm pressed harshly to the small of her back, pulling her into him with so much possessiveness. Louisa snapped out of her thought with annoyance slowly boiling in her and warring with the heat pooling low in her belly at being close to him again after weeks of being apart.He spun her sideways and in the blink of an eye, she was trapped against the car—beneath his blazing gaze with nowhere to run. Only the moonlight poured silver hues on their faces. “What do you think you are doing?” She croaked th