บททั้งหมดของ Forbidden Fruit: A Mafia Love Triangle Romance: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

“Ever since Arturo waltzed into the ball that night, you've been behaving arrogantly. Defying me, going out behind my back, dressing like a slut,” Bruce seethed. “This is his fucking doing, isn't it?!”“Bruce, I swear!” I cried out. “I swear there's nothing going on between me and him!”Bruce rolled his eyes bitterly. “Don't you worry, bitch. I can find out anything I fucking want… And I will make sure that I find out how Arturo knows you.”I let out a deep breath, my heart pounding against my chest. Bruce didn't know that Arturo was my ex. I just hoped that my parents didn't tell him, either…“What now?” I mumbled, doing my best to make amends. Not wanting to argue any further. “Can we please forget about this?”“Oh baby, you're going to regret ever crossing me.”“What do you mean?” I breathed.“You're not going to work anymore,” Bruce said flatly.I jolted upwards, mortified.“You have enough fucking money, anyway. I can't trust you to leave the house alone,” he snarled. “So I'm lo

As soon as I saw Arturo, I ran up to him and smashed my lips to his.No words needed to be said in this moment…I just wanted to enjoy his embrace.I'd been waiting to do this ever since I met him again…And I knew he wanted to, too.He kissed me back with just as much hunger.Just as much lust…Just as much passion.Just as much love.Within seconds, Arturo flipped me around, taking control of the kiss.Dominating me.He slammed me against the wall, his hands everywhere.Tracing the sides of my hips,My thighs,My back,My bum,My legs.I was in a state of ecstasy.Every kiss,Every bite,Every nibble…Set me on fire.His hands slid underneath my dress, squeezing my thighs.“Not here,” he panted breathlessly. “Let's go to my office.”Arturo picked me up bridal style, letting me into the club through the back entrance, and wasted no time in making his way to his office, slamming the door firmly shut behind him.As soon as the door was shut, he wasted no time in slamming his mouth down

“Let's go back to my place,” he suggested. “I have a balcony with a view of the city skyline.”“It sounds perfect,” I smiled.He smiled back. “It's sorted then.”He put his foot down on the accelerator, allowing himself to drive faster, and I could feel my heart throb, because I knew that everything was going to come out into the open between me and him tonight.So many questions were going to be answered, so many cards were going to be laid out on the table…So many doubts were going to be cleared.***We arrived at his apartment, and he took his hand into mine again, leading me inside of it gently. His apartment was gorgeous, with beautiful, glossy furniture, and it was open-plan styled too.He led me to the direction of his balcony, and I could feel my heart doing flip-flops as I drunk in the view. It was absolutely breath-taking, and showed a phenomenal view of the city of London. I could see everything, the bright lights, the cabs, the city life. The skyscrapers, the river, the

“But none of it meant anything without you by my side. Money didn’t buy me happiness. It just reminded me that I had nobody to share it with.“I don't know how many times I kicked and screamed till I was blue in the fucking face. Feeling like I was better off six feet under. Feeling like I would never be happy again. There was a point where I even turned to drugs.“But nothing helped me. Then I watched my brother Donte fall in love with another woman. A woman called Maya Bradshaw…“And I watched her tear him apart. Shatter his world apart. She was a double agent, working with the feds to try and take him down. I watched how much my brother suffered. How much he begged God to let him die. How much he would drink until he was numb, and his vision went blurry. He killed and he hurt people. Rapists, paedophiles…“And he always came to me for advice. And the only advice I could offer him, was to tell him to move on without her…“Because my situation with you kept ringing in the back of my

“Y - yes you do.”My heart felt like it was about to explode. Hearing Arturo pour himself out to me. All of his emotions. All of the feelings he'd repressed over the years. Kept hidden.It shattered me…It fucking shattered me.Knowing how much I was the cause of his suffering over the years.Knowing that he felt so empty without me, that he'd felt like killing himself.That he'd felt like ending his life.Giving up.And I couldn't help but to feel myself twist into knots.Feel my lungs constrict for air.Feel like I was struggling to breathe.He'd been waiting and waiting for me…And the truth was…We'd both suffered without each other.I'd been so depressed throughout the years too.Putting up with the endless shit my husband gave me.Living my life in solitude.Living my life in isolation.Living my life constantly worrying about what other people thought of me.Constantly worrying about my body image.How others perceived me.What my parents thought of me.Shutting myself away fr