Semua Bab Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance : Bab 31 - Bab 40

The soft whir of the laptop cooling fan was the only sound in the quiet bedroom.It wasn’t her laptop, of course.This was his, pulled from his work office downstairs. Artemis had retrieved it, delivering it to Claudine under direct orders from Mr. Vancouver – Hades’s father – who’d specifically instructed it be given to his “wife.”Artemis would be back for it first thing in the morning, a silent understanding passing between them that Claudine knew better than to try anything stupid on the web. He’d definitely find out.On the bed-Claudine had just stepped out of a steamy shower, the scent of lavender soap clinging to her skin. Her hair was still damp, bundled loosely on top of her head, and she was comfortably (or dangerously, depending on one’s perspective) dressed in one of Hades’s oversized t-shirts – the one he hadn’t even worn yet.She was already so tired, but a familiar anticipation burned beneath her exhaustion.She knew the call was coming. Sure enough, a chime from the l

The jolt ripped through her. Not a dream, not a nightmare, but a sharp, insistent thump against the floor, followed by the clatter of something falling downstairs. Claudine’s eyes snapped open.The room was still dark, the digital clock glowing 4:02 AM. Too early for breakfast, definitely too late for a peaceful night.A low sound vibrated in the air, a different kind of buzz than the usual house sounds, filled with an anxious energy that made her scalp tingle.Before she could even swing her legs out of bed, her door burst open.It was Artemis, her face pale, eyes wide with frantic urgency. “Ma’am! You need to get up! Something’s happened!” Her voice was tight with suppressed panic.Claudine was already on her feet, grabbing one of Hades’s large, soft robes from the chair. “What? What is it, Artemis? Spill it already... ughhhh.” She pulled the robe on, its familiar scent of pine and rich leather momentarily grounding her, though her heart was already thudding a frantic rhythm against

After BathingShe eventually emerged, dressing in comfortable gym clothes. The mansion seemed to slowly awaken, but with an odd, subdued energy.Downstairs, Dave, the live-in chef, met her with a massive grin. “Mrs Vancouver! Thank goodness! We heard… well, we’re all very relieved.” His broad smile was genuine. Even Maddie, usually a silent fixture in the house, spoke more than one sentence for the first time.“You were… very brave, I must ssy.” Everyone in the mansion seemed pleased, offering cautious smiles and knowing nods.The news, however, spread like wildfire through the regular channels: Hades Vancouver’s private jet had been involved in a devastating crash somewhere in the Pacific. It was reported as a tragic accident, but the speed and certainty of the news, especially from Hades’s own estranged brother, Gregory, was chilling. Gregory had already started releasing death news, almost gleefully. Hades would know his brother definitely also had a hand in this alongside the It

“I’m waiting far more patiently than I should, so I think I’ll choose—”“I’ll suck your cock, Hades,” she cut in, feeling her strength drain just from saying those words.She thought he was bluffing about the punishment, a power play, but he was dead serious. This man really wants to claim her, soul and all.A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. “Are you sure? You don’t seem like the one to get on their knees for a man.”Neither am i one to let a man spank my ass like some whore! She hissed inwardly.“I’m sure,” she affirmed. The fewer words she said, the better. Or worse. She couldn’t win. She was playing a game where she was just a participant. There was no scenario where she had an inkling of a chance at winning.But then again... She wanted to taste him down there.Hades’s pupils dilated, darkening with undeniable desire and pure sex. Watching him stirred a lusty feeling of forbidden need deep inside her, and she felt a flicker of annoyance at her own body’s betrayal.No matter wha

It happened that Detective Marshall was still investigating the cathedral incident, and if this his wife didn’t pray to her gods or stars that Marshall didn’t find anything incriminating about her, he’d make sure she didn’t live long enough to celebrate her next birthday.But right now, with her legs wrapped around him, Hades was simply consumed.He lifted her, pulling her off the counter, and carried her back to the bed. He climbed on, still hard inside her, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. “Oh, little tiger,” he growled, lowering his mouth to her neck and biting down hard. “We’re just getting started.”“Hades.. ahhh please just a minute let me regain my breath.” She pleaded warily as her eyes were still seeing bright stars and her heart was currently about to give up on her.“No!”He started to fuck her.Not make love to her.Not tease her. Not move with her.Not forgive her. He fucked her. Pinning her hands above her head “Keep your damn eyes open!” he snapped.