All Chapters of The mafia boss forbidden bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

Three days passed by in the same ritual—wake up, pray Stefano had already left, eat, read, eat again, read, eat dinner, pray he wouldn’t enter her room, and sleep. Luckily, she hadn’t seen Stefano in all that time. Kate, the elderly maid, had become the closest thing she had to a companion. They were now on a first-name basis. Though she still wasn’t allowed to leave the mansion, she had at least been to the patio. She had also learned a few things about the mansion. There were armed guards everywhere—men with actual guns. She knew Stefano was wealthy, but wasn’t that a bit excessive? When she’d asked Kate about it, her mood had instantly changed. Another thing she’d learned: questions weren’t welcome. She had tried befriending one of the kitchen maids, but the moment she asked about the Bellucci family, the maid shut down completely and stopped speaking to her. Elisa had sensed something was off since the wedding, but now she was certain. She kept thinking about what Stefano had t

“You have five minutes,” Stefano said to her, his voice low and controlled.She didn’t argue. Just turned and walked away. Knowing him, he was probably serious about the time.She approached one of the waiters, her voice polite but hurried. “Where’s the bathroom?”The waiter pointed, and she followed the direction, her heart already racing. The women’s bathroom was large, lined with stalls and softly lit mirrors. She walked over to the sink, standing there, pretending to fix her hair while watching the door.It didn’t take long. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the flash of flaming red hair.Her mother. Her mother was walking over to the sink but she didn't pay attention to her.She stood at the sink beside her, calmly washing her hands, still completely unaware.Elisa's breath caught in her throat. She leaned forward slightly.“Mother,” she whispered.Her mother’s head snapped up, her eyes wide. “Elisa?” she gasped.Without hesitation, her mother moved toward her and wrapped

The car ride to the estate was quiet. Not that Elisa would have made any sound. Her lips were pressed into a tight line, her body curled into herself like she was trying to disappear. She could feel Stefano’s fury simmering beside her. Her stomach churned. Why was he even angry that she tried to escape? It wasn’t like he cared for her. He didn’t love her. He just wanted her close enough to torture. The car suddenly slowed and pulled over at a curb. Elisa’s brows furrowed as she straightened, glancing around nervously. “Where are we?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper. “Come out from the car.” Stefano didn’t even spare her a glance as he stepped out from his side. Confused and wary, Elisa slowly got out too. Her eyes darted around until they landed on a flashy club. Loud music pulsed from inside. A long queue of people waited to get in, but Stefano strode straight to the entrance where two bulky guards stood like statues. The second the guards spotted him, their express

He brought up with hands and ran his fingertips down the sides of her body. Unlike what she expected, she could feel her body shiver, goosebumps following his trail. He reached her hips and then went back up. His hands stayed on her breast side. He traced the curve of the breast, never really touching it just teasing it. Elisa could feel what he was doing all the way down to the pussy. When he finally touched the breast, she was already breathless from his ministrations. He squeezed the breast before his thumbs and forefingers moved to squeezing her nipples tightly. The pressure increased gradually, sending torturous jolts of current through her throbbing cunt. She bit her lips to muffle the sounds that were threatening to escape her mouth. He leaned down a bit and murmured in her ears, his hot breath on her skin. "You like that, don't you. I bet if I reach down, I will find you wet and aching for me." Her nipples perked up and the blood slowly pooled to her clit at the sound of hi