All Chapters of The mafia King's Pet [M×M]: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Punishment dayMilo’s POVTwo days later,My eyes opened to the sound of laughter. It wasn’t the kind of laughter you hear when people are happy, and definitely not the type you would ever want to wake up from sleep to. It was the cruel and wicked type.I blinked awake. Or tried to adjust my eyes to the now familiar dark cell that has been my home for a while now. I suddenly regret waking up. As the pain registered in my brain. The pain coming from my backside was mostly gone, but my body continued to ache. My limbs were all stiff, and my back was sore from curling together for a long time, and I was pretty sure I’d been using a rat as a pillow. Fantastic“Sleeping beauty still in bed?” one of the guards cackled up, his mates joining in a thunderous laughter, as the sound of the cell door creaked in the silence. “Stand up traitorous bitch, Today is the day you die.”Their boots covered my vision, and before I could react, rough hands dug into my collarbone jerking me up unceremonio

The Thing Inside Me Milo pov The darkness was blinding, but the pain…It was unbearable. I felt my body on a metal shift, as I was being carried like a sack of potatoes to wherever I don't know. But that was hardly my concern. My whole body felt torn, like it was being pulled in two different directions. My skin felt like I was dipped in hot oil, as searing hot pain continued to spread through my body like a pulse. I tried to scream or shout it out, but my mouth was too dry to form a single sound. My body convulsed, or maybe it was just the juggled memories, I couldn't tell again, as I continued to fade in and out of consciousness. Voices buzzed around me, but I could hardly make sense of anything they were saying. "He's burning up…” "Stabilize him, now…he is losing too much blood." "His pulse…it's not normal for an omega…" At this point, I wanted to just open my eyes by all means and know which type of hell I was. Even though I had a lot of grievances and unsettled wishes, I

The guestsDamon povI opened the door to see James, my beta standing there, with a face filled with urgency.He didn't need to speak, but his face, I knew that look all too well. And like a coincidence, I remembered why he was here.“You forgot?” he said, like he was stating the obvious I didn’t have to ask what. The moment I saw him, it occurred to me that I had a meeting with Alpha Magnus, an associate and a very good ally.“I have been busy” I replied in answer to his question, already feeling irritated by the mere mention of work.“It's already time, my king. They have been waiting for a while now.” he added, voice in a persuasive mood. Dark Alphas don’t like to be kept waiting.”I exhaled, pinching the bridge of my nose, “Of course they don’t.”The Dark Alphas , like we are called, are the alphas that refuse to be ruled by the council, a group of old mongers that want to take all the powers for themselves. Those of us who spit in the face of council so-called rules. We are wan

The first sparkMilo’s POV It's been a while since, master left for the meeting.I had not moved away from the bed since he left. I sat on the bed, just staring into space for hours now, my legs swinging down from the bed.The room was quiet. The kind of quiet that felt like a vacuum, sucking every little piece of me into a hollow space I didn’t know how to crawl out from.Every time I closed my eyes, it was like I was transported back to the time of the arena. The sound of the whip, the screams and the taunting of the people seated at the stands continued to play in my head on repeat on and on, like a time loop cycle. I would still flinch unconsciously every time there was a sudden sound.My heart was still sore, like something that was broken, then roughly stitched back, barely holding on. and even though I looked alright physically, I feared that it might take a while for me to heal mentally. Master has tried to get me to talk, yeah out of pity, guilt, and all, but it did nothing t

"Take me,"Milo povHis lips crashed into mine like a raging storm, breaking through a dam. Raw, intense and filled with hunger. Completely caught off guard.I gasped against his forceful intrusion, but it was immediately swallowed by masters mouth that glued to mine in a desperate dance for dominance, submission, and total claiming. I didn’t know when my bare back slammed against the wall, his body pressed against mine caging me to the wall while not in any way breaking the kiss that was becoming rougher and intense as times goes on. I tried really hard to keep up with masters pace. Our tongues danced together in an obvious war of lust and control, which I lost immediately.he groaned in warning, roughly shoving my hair back, eliciting a whimper from me. But that was all he needed before I felt my mouth invaded rudely again.I could taste the familiar vanilla mixed with cedar in his mouth together with the recent wine he had taken. All blended together to create a type of pleasure I h