Semua Bab Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don: Bab 1 - Bab 6

AnnaI knock the first shot back, then the second. Damn, that liquor hits hard. Absinthe is not a drink to toy with.It is, however, spreading a lovely warmth through my aching body. Blair may be right. This may be exactly what I need to get through the rest of the evening.Suddenly, Blair spots something over my shoulder. I turn to see Jeremiah, Hermes's assistant marching toward us, his enormous stomach bouncing as he walks. "Stay here," she mutters. "I'll handle him."Before I can protest, she's gone.I close my eyes and squeeze the bridge of my nose for a few seconds. The chattering gets louder and louder as the seconds roll past, and I lose myself in it.Everything will be fine.Everything will be."Everyone! May I have your attention, please?" Collins deep voice over the microphone makes me snap my eyes open. I glance up to the stage. Collins raises his arm and gives the audience that signature charming smile that suckered me in years ago.I hold my breath. Yes. This is it. He's

ViktorThe cinema hall is as large as five halls put together, and the chairs are huddled close, a considerable distance away from the gigantic screen. The guests troop in, chattering to their seats as the lights dim in anticipation for the start of the movie. I search for Anna in the sea of heads, but she's no where to be found. Diana and Collins walk past me to their designated seats which are actually next to mine in front.I groan internally. Where the hell is she?“Looking for someone, Mr Cirkut?” Hermes asks as he pulls me with him to the front. Diana huffs as I plop down beside her, her eyes all over my body — observing, reading, gauging. I keep my face trained on the screen, and as the opening credits roll in, Anna appears at the center aisle, looking lost.Worry flees my chest as I watch her try to find a seat with her eyes first, before moving over. As she hovers there, I'm seized with a need, as well as a crazy idea. I stand up, not caring if Hermes, Diana and Collins are w

AnnaSalvatore's words are like lightning to my soul, and he smells incredible. Like leather and wood and sex. It's intoxicating, paired with the sound of his deep voice."Nothing matters anymore," he continues. "Nothing does. Nothing but you and me. Right here. Right now. So..." His thumb rubs my bottom lip. "What's it going to be, moya plamya?"My head is telling me to get up and run. I don't even know his real name. I don't know what he's come searching for here. It can't be me. We only just met today.But my heart...my stupid heart wants nothing than to let him devour me.Our lips collide. Salvatore's chest rumbles with a pleased growl. I start popping buttons open, eager to feel his bare skin beneath my fingers. He's a literal wall of muscle and heat and I sense his heart racing underneath my palm.I want to taste him.Every. Last. Inch. Of. Him.His hands envelop me as he caresses my body, so far up beneath my dress I have half a mind to rip the damn thing off. I feel his finger