Alle Kapitel von BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

OLIVIA“They have my mother,” I cried. “What if they hurt her?”I left the dining table immediately after I read the note. I paced around my room, biting my fingernails nervously.Roberta called after me as I ran out, tears already falling down my cheeks. She tried to follow me, but Darren insisted that she finish her lunch while he chased after me.Darren tried to calm me down, but the turmoil in my heart was overwhelming, and I couldn’t stop panicking.“Let me get this straight,” he whispered, one hand buried beneath his pocket. “You’re supposed to be the ruler of the Moretti empire?”I halted, turned to look at him, but met confusion staring right back at me. “Apparently, my father wanted me to take over after he died.”He furrowed his brows. “Well, are you going to accept it?”I had no idea what to do. I didn’t even know anything about the Moretti’s estate until everything went south. Isabella had only explained in bits and not the full story.“I’m still thinking,” I exhaled shar

OLIVIA “Oh my god,” I whimpered. “This feels so… good.”Darren grunted, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead. He knelt between my legs while I was on my back. I crossed my legs behind his back while he lifted me onto his groin.He shoved his cock inside me slowly at first, then increased the pace after three thrusts. My breath caught, my body trembled, and I dug my nails into the bedsheet.“Fuck…”I drew him in with my legs, feeling his cock move deeper as I felt it inside my stomach. Darren used his arms to support my weight, then leaned forward to kiss my forehead.“You look so pretty when you moan,” he whispered, tilting his head backward while he groaned. “I love you, Olivia.”His hands pinned me down around my waist, keeping me in the spot that he wanted. Heavy gasps fled my lips, and I shivered slightly when he stroked my entrance.The rhythm jarred through me, skin slapping against skin, the room thick with heat and the faint scent of sweat and linen.I could barely kee

OLIVIANothing much had changed about him. His shoulders were broader, and his hair was dark, messy, and slightly longer than I remembered.The scar above his brow was darker, and his beard fuller. My eyes caught sight of a new tattoo on his neck.And those eyes… I’d forever drown in their intensity and the way they never stopped staring at me.“You must be Red." His voice was a smooth rumble with a hint of sarcasm. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”I stood still, eyes glaring like it was his ghost in front of me. Axel wore a smirk, his hands reaching for mine to kiss out of courtesy.But I wanted none of that. Not when half of the room was staring at me and murmuring about my dropping the glass in shock.My body remained frozen, but my mind did not. He was alive! And standing in my empire, looking at me like I hadn’t put a bullet in him.My throat tightened, but I forced my shoulders to straighten. I wasn’t the naïve, young Olivia he messed around with in the past.I let my lips

OLIVIAI thought slapping him would snap him back to his senses. But I should have known that Axel Salvatore Rossi was a man who enjoyed being tortured in place of giving up.When he called my full name, something loosened inside me a bit. Then flashes of the painful past flooded through my memory like an unending trail that led me back into something I’d fought to conquer.And I knew I couldn’t let myself be swayed.“You’re never going to get through me." I clenched my teeth, yanking my arm away from his grip. “Because I’m never going to let you into my life again. Never.”Raking his fingers through his hair, Axel appeared confused and shocked at my reaction. I fought silently to keep my tough act going, even though every piece of me was breaking inside.And I secretly yearned that he’d reach for me again. Even though I was going to fight him off.This was the only man I’d ever loved in my life. The man who was my first in everything, and he might not know it yet…but we shared a bond

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI.“Don Ace…” Grant called after me as I walked down the hallway. “Mohzarov said—‘’My head was aching, and I wasn’t in any mood for a chit-chat. Knowing Mohzarov, he’d keep talking for hours if I let him.“—Tell the old man to go home. We’ll talk in the morning,” I cut in, reaching for my doorknob. “And tell Rosa to come right away with Negroni.”Grant nodded, then turned around to leave. I exhaled sharply, taking off my suit jacket. My knuckles brushed against the bed frame when I tossed the jacket over, and I felt a slight sensation running through them.That stupid motherfucker.He thought it was funny throwing words at me, yet he couldn’t even throw a proper punch.I kicked the shoes off my feet before moving my hands to my buttons. I saw a blood stain etched on my sleeves and smirked.And Olivia… She’d grown fiercer. Nothing like the sweet innocent girl who trembled when I talked. She’d slapped me and yelled at me but didn’t stop me when I trailed my fingers