Semua Bab I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. : Bab 11 - Bab 16

Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘In under ten minutes, there was a sharp knock at the door. Madeleine’s eyes lit up.“I’ll get it—it must be your family!” she said, already halfway across the room, way too eager for her own good.She had no idea what she was about to open that door to. One look at Vince and she’d know exactly what I was. He wore the dark like a second skin—never bothered to hide it.I was up before she touched the handle, cutting her off in three strides. My hand closed over the doorknob, jaw tight.“I got it,” I muttered, voice low.Her brows pinched, confusion flickering across her face. “It’s okay, I can—”“I said I got it,” I said with enough force to freeze her where she stood.I cracked the door open, just enough for my body to block the view. Vince’s cold stare locked on mine instantly—dark suit, darker eyes, hands tucked into his trench coat pockets like he had all the time in the world to ruin someone’s life. His knuckles were split, fresh. His jaw ticked once.He didn’t smile

Madeleine𓎢𓎠𑄻𑄾𓎠𓎡His hands were all over me, and they were fast and impatient, like he was flipping through a magazine he’d already read too many times. There was no buildup, there never was, just lips on my neck, his breath hot and the creak of my old mattress under us.I stared at the ceiling, blinking slowly. The fan spun in lazy circles above, and I tried to focus on the sound instead of how disconnected I felt.His weight pressed into me, he was heavy and he was careless about it, like I was just... there. “God, Maddie,” Carlos groaned, burying his face in my shoulder like he was trying to disappear inside his own need.I made a soft noise, something that could pass for enthusiasm, but really, I was just trying to keep up. Trying to figure out what I was missing. Because everyone always talked about this stuff like it was fireworks and moans and clawing at walls, like it could change your life. But all I felt was his hand gripping my hip too tightly and the ache in my bac

Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘ I leaned against the hood of the matte black SUV, fingers tapping a lazily on the metal, but there was nothing lazy about the way I watched that building. Every creak of a window, every rustle of a curtain, every set of footsteps echoing down the block, I clocked it all. I wasn’t here to play games, not tonight. My men blended in, hoodies, worn jeans, delivery uniforms, cheap coffee cups in hand but I knew what was tucked under every jacket, what was strapped to every ankle. Glocks. Switchblades. Enough steel to turn this street into a warzone in less than sixty seconds if someone made the wrong move. I glanced up toward the third floor. Her window was opened just enough for me to see the soft flicker of warm light. I shouldn't have come. I had a hundred things that needed bleeding but instead, I was standing on a busted sidewalk in a neighborhood that smelled like piss and desperation, waiting on her. I glanced at the busted front door to her building, paint