All Chapters of His Mafia Princess : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I hadn't fired a gun at a live target in nine years. What the fuck was he playing at, bringing this up now after all this time? When the door opened, Don Angelo got out of the limo and held out his hand to me saying, "For the record, you didn't need the dead man's switch to get what you wanted today. Stealing my money was brilliant. I was humbled by that hail mary of a power move. It could have crippled my empire. I would have handed you the reins if you wanted them after something like that. No questions asked." I laid my hand in his and let him help me out of the limousine, but told him frankly, "I want nothing to do with your empire. You'll get your money once I get what I want, which is to go home." He let this sit between us for a while as we walked through the doors of the Cattaneo household, then out of the blue said, "Home to Scott?" and my blood ran cold. "Because I think that's going to be tricky, since he's here," he said, w

"I know you don't want me here, but—" he began, his body pressed gently up close against mine as we swayed to the music. "I'm glad you came," I said, not adding that he probably saved Jenny's life by showing up at the church. "How did it go?" he asked, taking my cheeks into his hands to look into my eyes. These were our last moments. I didn't want to cry, pay attention to my heart being shredded or worry him. However long I could, I wanted to delay breaking his heart. "Just dance with me, Scottie," I said, my eyes falling to his lips, tempted to claim them. I laid my head down on his chest and listened to his heart beat, pounding away fast. Still I didn't say another word and neither did he. I don't know how long I was in his arms, obsessing over how I'd never dance with him again. Hiding from him before the desperation to hear him speak again got the better of me. "You're rocking the hel

"All three of you? On your honeymoon?" Don Angelo asked, feigning surprise. "I would feel better with Stacy there," said Jenny, throwing me a quick smile before she kissed Don Angelo's cheek and subtly nudged Luca, who rolled his eyes. "Anything for my wife's comfort," said Luca, flashing Don Angelo a smile so laced with undertones of hate that it pretty much confirmed that Luca knew everything. "Then I wish you all well," said Don Angelo, kissing me on the cheek. "Make me proud," he whispered into my ear. As Don Angelo pulled away, I wondered if he could tell that a shitstorm was headed his way. He had far bigger problems than me leaving him. He was headed for war. *Ciao daddy," was all I trusted myself with, lest I give something away. Don Angelo did not have my sympathy. I felt no daughterly affection or even a sense of duty to him anymore. He deserved everything that was coming his wa

"We're not going to have that problem, are we baby?" I said teasingly, my eyes sparkling as I watched him grow more anxious while I returned his mom's embrace. From the moms who thought no one was good enough for their sons to the sugar sweet ones like Lisa who wanted their sons married yesterday, I had my fair share of experience. Nothing about this fazed me because I knew what this meant to him. He might never see them again because of me. The least I could do was be nice to his family the one time he brought me home. Besides, Lisa really was adorable and Willow was that cool chick you wish you were at eighteen. I was happy to see them. To watch him with them. I don't know when his joy became mine, but here we were. "Jesus, enough," said Scott, going to separate his mom from me when Willow tackled him. "Where is it?" she asked, sticking her hands into his pockets. "You're just in time for prom tonight. The earrings I picked out are g

I nodded desperately, still so fucking turned on. "Want me to use your pussy to jack my dick off?" he asked, his hands already on my hips. "Yes," I said, breathless, as he slammed my body up and down his dick. "Use my pussy," I begged, looking back at him over my shoulder as I continued to force myself up and down his dick alongside his hands on my hips. "So fucking greedy for my dick. So sexy," he said, now thrusting up into me uncontrollably while I rammed my body down onto his. "Scott, Scott, oh Scott," I cried out over and over, nothing else in my head by his name. "What's inside your pussy, baby? What's going to make you come again?" he asked me, getting up and forcing me forward onto the desk. "Damn, I, oh God," I screamed, hoping against hope that the music in the gym was enough to drown me out as he wrapped his arm around m