All Chapters of The Mafia King Obsession: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jarvis pinned her hands above her head and leaned in to kiss her, his breath hot and vile. But before he could get any closer, Seraphina kicked him hard in the groin with her knee.“Arghhh!” Jarvis screamed in unbearable pain, collapsing to the floor. His hands clutched between his legs as he groaned and writhed.Without wasting a second, Seraphina scrambled to her feet, her chest heaving. She ran to the door, yanked it open with shaky fingers, and dashed into the street barefoot.“What are you doing just lying there?!” Amelia screamed at Jarvis, her face twisted in panic. “Go after her, damn it! Catch her before she escapes! "If Vincenzo finds out…” her voice cracked with fear. “We’re dead, Jarvis! DEAD!”Jarvis didn’t answer. He just shoved past her, limping outside, his vision clouded with rage. His eyes scanned the street like a predator. The moment he spotted Seraphina, he began sprinting after her.On the road, a blacked-out SUV screeched to a halt. Vincenzo saw her in the dista

Content Note: This chapter contains strong adult language, dominant/submissive themes, group sexual activity, public exposure, and dark feelings, viewer’s discretion.*********"Play house for us!"The chant roared across the strip club’s private chamber, filled with guards, dancers, and spectators drawn to the night’s most twisted performance. Laughter bounced off mirrored walls. Flashing neon lights soaked the velvet curtains in red and purple. At the center of it all were two grotesque figures…. Jarvis and Amelia!They sat on a glittering baby-pink throne, hunched awkwardly in matching princess costumes. Jarvis wore a tutu over his boxers, his face smeared in cheap blush and lipstick, a crooked tiara slipping off his head. His trembling fingers gripped a tiny plastic teacup. Amelia’s sheer gown clung to her breasts, the cheap fabric nearly see-through under the lights. Her nipples were visible beneath the pink lace, her tiara glittering mockingly. A doll lay limp in her lap. Her ey

By the time Vincenzo got home, Seraphina was already asleep. The lights were dimmed, the silence thick. He stepped into the room quietly, his cold aura softening as his eyes landed on her fragile frame curled under the sheets. Her brows were creased, even in sleep.He bent over, gently brushing his fingers across her forehead, smoothing the wrinkle between her brows. Then he leaned in and kissed her lightly."Wifey... "I'm sorry I disobeyed you," he thought, watching her features. "You asked me to let it go, but I couldn’t. I needed them to feel it. I needed to watch them break."His eyes darkened as his mind reeled back to the chaos earlier. Jarvis, humiliated. Amelia, defiled in front of a crowd. And that was him going easy."You should have seen it, Seraphina... their shame, their screams. But you're too soft-hearted. "That’s why you sleep like this, so untouched by the blood I spill for you," he thought, his expression darkening.He walked to the minibar, uncorked a bottle of expe

Seraphina hurled the pillow at him."Shameless.""And you’re cute," he said with a wink, catching the pillow with lazy ease and tossing it right back onto the bed.She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the small smile that touched her lips. It was one of the rare peaceful moments they had shared in the past few weeks. The tension between them, the silent wounds, the unspoken apologies…. They all lingered in the background. But for now, there was laughter, happiness and warmth.Until it wasn’t.Seraphina’s gaze drifted away, her body slowly going still. Her fingers tightened slightly against the sheets. That soft smile faded from her lips like smoke.Vincenzo noticed the change instantly."Hey baby," he said, his voice gentler now. "What’s wrong?"She shook her head, forcing a shrug. "Nothing."But he wasn’t buying it. He sat up straighter, his teasing gone. "Il mio Tesoro" (My treasure). What is it?"Her eyes darted toward the far corner of the room where a faint reflection of the poo

Vincenzo came out of his trance when he felt himself lightly, as Seraphina crawled away.“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.“It’s okay,” she whispered, still maintaining the same distance.He walked toward her slowly, his movements smooth and intentional. Without saying much, he gently lifted her into his arms.“Hey baby, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I promise, I won’t harm you,” he confessed softly.She melted a little in his arms, her body instinctively relaxing.“Seraphina, may I ask you a question?” Vincenzo asked, his voice low and steady.“Yes, you can ask” she replied quietly.“Do you have any feelings for me?” he asked, and she blinked unsure."What do you mean?" she whispered."Do you feel anything when I touch you?" he repeated, this time with a soft smack of his lips, teasing yet intense."Mm... "I don't know," she mumbled, lowering her eyes.He leaned in closer, his lips nearly brushing hers. She could feel his hot breath in her mouth, warm and deliberate."How are you feel