All Chapters of Don Emilio's Redemption: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I stumbled back like someone had just slapped me because that was exactly what it felt like. My own father didn’t believe my theories, and if anything, he was trying to affirm the fact that Elena was suicidal. I could see it on his face that there was something he was hiding and he didn’t want me to find out what it was.I was starting to get suspicious because there was no way he would be that angry about me making a theory about someone’s death. You could’ve argued that he liked Elena so much but that didn’t matter.If he liked her so much, he would’ve wanted to get to the bottom of how she died, but he didn’t. There was something he wasn’t telling me and he was insulting me just to get me off his case and it was working.I was hurt beyond words, and I almost felt like crying, but I couldn’t cry in front of him because he would just call me weak and laugh at me like the bully he was.I didn’t know why I thought his house was a Safe Haven when it wasn’t. My mother wasn’t safe in tha

I took deep breaths and rang the doorbell to my brother’s penthouse. Unlike Milo’s penthouse, which opened into his apartment, the one my brother lived in opened to a hallway.You could either ring the doorbell or unlock the door for yourself.I was there for what felt like an eternity. I almost gave up and thought my brother wasn’t home, but he opened the door a few seconds later.His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he had run his hands through his hair a couple of times. He looked like shit, and I was starting to worry for him. He seemed like he was going through something that he couldn’t handle.“What are you doing here, Chiara?” He asked. He didn’t want to let me in. If anything, he blocked the door with his body.“I need to talk to you,” I said. “Are you okay? You look like shit.”“I don’t want to talk to you,” he said as he tried to close the door on me. I wasn’t having it. I pushed into his apartment and immediately knew why his eyes were so red.There were several lin

I could hardly believe it. Giulia was standing in front of me and behind her was Raffa. It was the first time I had seen him in casual clothing. He was wearing dark jeans and a long-sleeved shirt.Of course, he was wearing combat boots. The worst part was that he and Giulia were matching. I looked at Emilio thinking he would be surprised at the scene in front of him but he wasn’t.I rushed to my best friend and hugged her tightly. All of a sudden all the emotions came crushing down. I thought I had exhausted all the tears I had in my eyes but that couldn’t be further from the truth.Seeing Giulia opened the floodgates all over again. She held me tightly and rubbed my back. I didn’t care how she had gotten there. All I knew was that I needed my best friend and I didn’t even know that until I saw her.When I calmed down, I pulled away and wiped my tears.“Raffaele told me you needed me,” she said.I looked at Emilio knowing he was the one who told her that I needed someone to talk to th

Milo pulled me aside from Raffa and Giulia flirting. He led me to the dining table, where everything was already set. He smiled when he saw how impressed I was.“Are you okay? I brought Giulia here because I knew you needed her to speak to you. I can’t be everything you need.” He said.“Thank you. I appreciate the gesture. You don’t know how much this meant to me.”He nodded and kissed me on the mouth. He didn’t deepen the kiss, but it was enough to send shockwaves throughout my entire body. It felt so euphoric to be held and kissed by him in ways I didn’t even understand.How could one man make me feel like I was losing my mind?“You knew Raffa was seeing her,” I told him when he pulled away. I was disappointed he didn’t tell me anything, but at the same time, I couldn’t be angry because he had known Raffa for longer, and he owed the man loyalty more than he owed me anything.“I did, but I thought you knew he would still pursue her. He told me he said to your face that he would con

Before I could protest and tell him to get off of me, he trailed his hands to my center. I attempted to close my legs, but he didn’t allow me to.He spread my pussy with his fingers slowly, like I was so delicate that he was afraid to hurt me. I moaned and closed my eyes, even though I wanted to be mad at him. But he made me feel so good.He stroked my clit delicately, and I wanted to feel more of that pleasure. I wanted him to go faster and harder so that he could get me off, but he didn’t rush anything. He took his time.He stroked my clit until I was so hot that I was begging him to fuck me. It had just taken him one touch to make my body putty beneath him.He didn’t even bother to take off his clothes. His only concern was how to give me pleasure.“The moment you get on your knees and take my cock in your mouth is the moment I become a madman,” he said as he thrust three fingers into me.I gasped as I clutched his shoulders harder. He paused before he pushed his fingers in and out