Semua Bab Everyday For The Thief: A Chaotic and Poetic Mafia Romance : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Claudine woke with a start, the soft silk sheets feeling like a trap. The faint morning light filtering through the heavy curtains did little to lift the oppressive weight in her chest. She had snuck out of Hades’s party last night, telling him she wasn’t feeling too well, the memories of the warehouse and the shocking encounter with Agent Freida still making her stomach churn.But even after she’d left, she’d felt his presence, a lingering awareness. She knew he had kept checking on her throughout the night, a subtle intrusion into her private space, even when she wasn’t directly with him.Despite the dread, a faint, private smile touched her lips as her mind replayed snippets of the club. Wow. She had never done that before. So many people watching her. The raw, unfiltered pleasure of it, the forbidden thrill. It was unsettling how much a part of her had responded to that audacious display.Another day, another performance review, she thought wryly, the memory of Freida’s accusing

• 6:48am• Next morning The shower ran, steam filling the air. Hades was behind her, his large hands gripping her hips, driving into her with every madness in his bones.Her body arched, her head thrown back, his lips trailing fire across her neck and shoulders. Her moans were raw, desperate sounds she barely recognized. “Faster,” she gasped, fingers digging into the tile.“Oh, God, Hades... Please.”He groaned, a deep sound. “You like that, you like when I fuck you hard baby?” he rasped, his movements quickening. “Want more? Tell me.” His mouth took hers in a deep, hard kiss.She clawed at his back. Her hips met his every thrust, the pleasure overwhelming. Her cries were muffled by his mouth, by the water, by his fierce moans.“yessss yesss so good” her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she held on to him tight, it didnt even take seconds and they were both cumming again, there was only sensation, a thrilling loss of control.He climaxed with a final, hard thrust, burying his f

Grandpa Lucky nodded slowly. “As you both know, this business of ours has been years in the making. Now that the governor of Detroit has been changed, it’s time to fully implement. The Vancouver Global Holding is opening its new sports center in Detroit. A big NGO, supporting people in a city that needs help. It’s a front, of course. For what we’ve been planning. For so long. The Vancouver’s want to start printing money. Currencies. Selling to the foreign market. A new kind of gold rush.”“I didn’t expect you to bring this up tonight, pops,” Hades said calmly, even though his eyes flicked toward the hallway. Cassie might still be within earshot.“I wanted to make sure both of you have a clear head on this,” Grandpa Lucky replied with a hint of fatigue. He turned to Gregory with disgust. “And you, Gregory… do away with that thing you call a girlfriend. She’s bad luck. The disrespect she just showed—honestly, I’m not surprised. You gave her too much space. She doesn’t even know the kind

A week later, the immense weight of Freida’s demands still pressed down on Claudine. She had to get the information.She had to prove she wasn’t compromised. But the truth, the deeper truth, was that she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t sell him out yet. She told herself the “full truth” is that she wanted the eventual betrayal to be more painful, more personal, which means waiting.But the deeper truth, one she tried to ignore, was a burgeoning, confusing reluctance, perhaps even a nascent protectiveness, or a strange kind of attachment to Hades.Her heart felt like a tangled fishing net. She should want to reel him in, but she was just... stuck. This needed to be a masterpiece of downfall, not a quick sketch.That night, after Hades had retired to his study, Claudine made her move. She slipped out of bed, her body still vibrating from the intense, heavy smut they had just shared. He had been insatiable, claiming her again and again, his possessiveness raw and demanding.As usual.She had

Christian’s words hung in the air, chilling Claudine to the bone. Their youngest aunt.The one who had vanished years ago, a wild card even in their family of wild cards, a true loose cannon that could explode at any moment. The thought of her aunt, a ghost from a dangerous past, sent a shiver down her spine, like a cold draft on a hot day. Well now that they’re trying to get their family name back, they could get her on their side. Hopefully.“Our aunt?” Claudine whispered, her eyes wide with alarm. “What does she want? And who is she with? Is she here to stir up trouble? More family drama? Just what we need, another Kalashnikov catastrophe. But.. but it shouldn’t be a big deal right?.”Christian shook his head, his face grim. “We don’t know who she’s allied with yet, but she’s dangerous. She always was. A real snake in the grass. But listen, Indie, that’s not the only reason I’m here.” He looked her straight in the eye. “The omerta family, the loyal ones, they’re working behind th