All Chapters of Don Emilio's Redemption: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It infuriated me that he insulted me at every chance he got. Ever since he came into my life, it had been nothing but chaos. I rued the day I ever met him. And I was serious. I was going to kill him one day.He brought out the absolute worst in me, driving me mad in ways I had never been driven before. And the worst part was that he enjoyed it.“I’m not stupid. Being kind is not stupid. Just because you don’t love anyone other than yourself doesn’t mean the rest of us should follow suit.” I said.“Even if it’s the only reason I’m alive?” He asked.“You forget. I’m not a part of that world. In the normal world, people don’t die because they care about people. Normal life is nothing like the mafia.”He scoffed and walked toward me, grabbing the cigarette from my hand and smoking it. I looked away from him, ignoring how good he looked, blowing smoke from his mouth.He stood in front of me, standing directly in my line of sight.“I thought you were smart, but you’re not. Your brother woul

His mansion was exactly as I thought it would be. It was full of dark structures and architecture. He had even stopped by a black jaguar fountain.The mansion itself was a very large, dark-colored mansion designed in a grand, gothic-inspired style. It had multiple floors with tall arched windows, several domed towers, and steep, pointed rooflines. The exterior was symmetrical, with a central section flanked by wings on either side. The mansion was lit warmly from the inside with bright yellow lights, making it easy to make out the building well.In front of the mansion, there were layered terraces with staircases leading upward to the main entrance. The landscaping was formal and structured, featuring trimmed hedges, fountains, and water features. There was a waterfall in the distance that flowed into a lower pond area, and pathways were laid out in a geometric design leading up to the house.Several ground lights illuminated his estate as well as other light fixtures outside. There w

When I agreed to play the stupid game, I thought it would be a simple cat-and-mouse game. I thought Emilio would chase me, and I would try and outrun him. But he wasn’t interested in catching me and ending the game.But I should have remembered there was nothing simple about Emilio Vitale.I could feel him close enough to catch me at times, but he didn’t get close enough for me to see him. He wanted to scare me and keep my adrenaline rushing. I hadn’t relaxed since the game started.The man was psychotic. He got off on the fear he inflicted on people. He liked it when people were scared of him, and at the moment, I was giving him exactly what he wanted. I crouched to the ground and buried my face in my hands.I wanted to give up until I remembered my father had told me about Emilio. He had so much blood on his hands that it was overflowing. Allowing a man like that to touch me made my skin prickle in disgust.I was still attracted to him, but when I thought of the many people who had

He kissed me like he wanted to claim me, and I kissed him back like I wanted him to. Every single part of my skin was covered in goosebumps, and I felt more alive than I had ever felt.All the desire I felt shot all the way to my centre. I was wet, wetter than I was when he started talking to me dirty. He grabbed my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist. His hands were on my ass, and mine were on his shoulders.Neither of us broke the kiss, even if to catch a breath. He tasted way too good for me to pull away. His mouth was addicting, and it moved against mine perfectly. He kissed me like he was showing me exactly how passionate he would fuck me if he had the chance.And at that moment, all the reservations were off. I knew I would let him fuck me. I had no self-control or any self-respect when it came to him. I became an unhinged woman when it came to him.With our hands all over each other, he guided me to his bed, and I only realized it when he put me down. He broke the kiss

I ignored whatever Raffelle was saying and rushed to the building, refusing to acknowledge what he had said because I knew it was true. No one wound up tangled with the mafia and lived to tell the tale.“Who was that just now who brought you here?” Bia asked as she walked next to me. I fought a groan. She was like a thorn in my side that refused to go away.Why couldn’t she just focus on her life and stop focusing on mine? I didn’t understand why she was so obsessed with me.“Mind your business, Bianca. Someone would assume you’re my significant other with how much you concern yourself with everything I do.” I said.“Oh, please, you’re not that important. I was pulling up to work when I saw a man in a Rolls-Royce grab your hand and then whisper something to you. I wonder what Tom will think of this.”I stopped and turned to her, scoffing and sizing her up, as if to show her that she wasn’t important and she wasn’t better than me.“You can tell him. God knows I don’t care what that man