All Chapters of Unaccidental Mafia Bride : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Do you know anyone who could have done this? Maybe a business rival?” The cop looked at him as his partner took notes.Egan shook his head. He would find that Scarlett woman, and her Mafia father and cremate them alive. “I cannot think of anyone.”“Any suspicious activity recently?”“No.” Egan responded. “I would like to be with my wife, if you don’t mind.” He said, standing up.“My apologies.” The cop stood up, and nodded at him. “Please contact us if you remember anything that would help our investigation.”“Will do,” Egan said, and watched the maid lead them away up the stairs. He turned to a guard who had been standing, as silent as a shadow. “Eli and Elias, in my study,” he said, and walked away. He was halfway through his cigar when Elias walked in, then Eli.“What do you know?” he asked, turning to Elias.“Not much,” Elias said, looking away. Egan’s eyes fell on his prosthetic hand and he felt zero regret. He would have to go back to being brutal to stop all the nonsense

AURORAShe sat in a hot tub as a man massaged her joints, the aromatic smell of essential oil enveloping the steamy bathroom.She moved her head from side to side, listening to the opera singer from the stereo, waiting for the good news of Prim’s death.Any minute now, Renzo would walk in through that door with her head, or finger or her damn hair, anything to symbolize her painful end.But first, that Eli.She picked up the wine glass from the wooden board across the tub, and took a sip of the red wine, then she raised her voice to sing along with the singer, although she knew she was a terrible singer.The man massaging her body gave her a quick glance, and she turned to glare at him.He bowed, and continued doing his job.She closed her eyes, and moved her head from side to side, singing, thinking of all the things she would do at the announcement of Prim’s death.She would have someone merge three large bouquets of flowers for the funeral. Bigger than the one she had taken to Ms M

Dimitra had always loved her brother Rue, even when he had gone dark. Unlike Achillies, Rueben Alexakis was the only one who knew all her deepest and darkest secrets, but did not judge her.He was the coolest older brother, and even up till the point he died, she had been his treasured baby sister.The night she watched him hide The File in that wall, the solid block that separated her home from his son’s, he had told her no one would ever find out about it, and if they did, no one would know where it was. So how the hell did this stripper know where it was?And most importantly, who was she? Giorgios finally took his hand off her mouth, and they lay still, pretending to breath heavily as if they were still asleep.The woman continued to move around, tracing her hand on the wall, and Dimitra knew she was looking for the button. How the hell did the woman know so much that she knew exactly where to look?If that file got out, the Alexakis would all go down, and her secret war with

Egan opened his eyes, and she was still kneeling before him, watching him. He pulled her up by her hair, and kissed her. She got on his lap and straddled him on the chaise.There were no words. He just wanted to kiss her.She moved her lips and bit his ear. “I have never felt the slightest want to do that to any man.”He held his jaw as he felt his limp body slowly stirring back to life. He gripped her neck and pulled her lips back to his. His hand went around her, and found the zipper to her dress. He yanked it down, his hand finding her warm skin.She moaned, and he felt himself stiffening a little more. He slid his hand under her bra hook as he kissed her neck down to her chest. The hook unclasped between his fingers, and he pitched her breast and brought it to his lips, moaning in satisfaction at the fullness.She gripped his hair, and he could not help smiling. The woman would make him bald. But he did not mind as he sucked hard, biting, pushing his face deep into her soft

PRIMROSEShe rolled off Egan’s body, collapsing on the bed. “I cannot believe Eli did not stream it as promised.” Egan turned to her, his eyes wide. “That’s all you could think about this whole time.” She smiled, and got up. Who told him she could think when he touched her, when his hands or lips were anywhere on her body?“No. But that is what I remembered as soon as I could breathe again.” She walked to the mirror, and stood sideways, cradling her belly.“It could not have gotten any bigger since the last time you checked one hour ago,” Egan said. She frowned at her reflection in the mirror. This was becoming a bad habit, checking her belly like this.“But what if the baby is not growing? How can my belly still be this flat even with all the food I eat.” She nagged.“We saw him yesterday, Primrose. He seemed fine enough.” Egan walked up to her in just pajama pants. She frowned at him through the mirror.“I am the one carrying the baby, and you are the one with all the softness