All Chapters of Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Now that I’d taken care of all the bodyguards, I found myself wandering around the house, trying to pinpoint where Marcello was.I walked into the kitchen, but it was empty.I walked into the sitting room…But that was also empty.I made my way up the stairs, being careful not to cause a racket, or make any noise. Being careful not to cause any creaking on the floorboards.I made my way into each bedroom…But they were all empty.My heart fell into the pit of my stomach, my patience wearing thin.Wondering if a motherfucker had warned Marcello off.Warned him that he’d been compromised.But my eyes darted to the end of the corridor…And I realized that there was a room I hadn’t checked.It was an office.I stepped cautiously towards the office, my breathing labored, my gun positioned. I slammed the door down by kicking it, hard.And my eyes lit up, as I saw none other than…Marcello’s father and his daughter Aurora sitting down at the desk.5LUCAMarcello’s father’s eyes darted upwar

I unzipped the buckle of his jeans, pulling them down, and he cried out in embarrassment and humiliation.“What the fuck are you doing?!” he spluttered. “Why are you taking my clothes off?!”“This is how degraded women feel when you say disgusting shit to them. When you force them to do sexual shit with you against their fucking will,” I snarled, pulling his boxers down.“Oh God, please stop! Fuck! Stop it! Stop it, you fucking bastard!”His cock sprung free. I stood on it with all of my weight, severing his balls, causing him to scream and wail out in pain, his lungs constricting as he struggled for air.“FUCKKKKKK!” he roared.“This will teach you a fucking lesson not to force yourself on women. Not to force women to love your disgusting, sick-minded ass.”I shot him up his crotch, and he screamed bloody murder, as he convulsed underneath me, his face going blue from the pain and agony that I was putting him through.“All of this for a b – basic w – whore who is so easily replaceabl

I entered the bedroom where Zara was, and her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me. She coughed up a sob, before running up to me, throwing her arms around me.Soaking my shirt with her tears.I fucking hated seeing her cry.Knowing that I was the cause of her tears.Knowing how worried she’d been about me.But I just wished that she wouldn’t worry.She didn’t realize that I’d go to the fucking moon and back for her.I would shoot down any motherfucker who ever hurt her…Any motherfucker that ever made her feel uncomfortable.“Shhh… It’s okay, baby girl. I’m okay.”I pressed my lips to her forehead.“You’re bleeding,” she whispered. “And it’s all my fault.”I let out a low chuckle. “I’m absolutely fine, babe.”I tilted her chin upwards, forcing her to look me in the eyes. Not wanting to waste any time talking. Just wanting to finally claim her for myself…Savor her.Taste her.Have my fucking way with her while she screamed my name countlessly, repeatedly…Begging me not to stop.My eyes

My fingers moved back down to her clit, getting her even wetter, before I spread her legs and began eating her pussy from the back. I ate it like I was a starved fucking man, tasting the sweetest fucking sin, like this was what I’d been waiting for my whole fucking life.“Luca…” she moaned.I buried my tongue deeper and deeper, hardly able to get enough. She tasted so fucking sweet, just like I fucking anticipated. I continued lapping at the folds of her beautiful fucking pussy, and then felt her come apart all over my face.I flipped her around again, crashing my mouth down on hers, needing her to taste herself off of me. Needing her to know how fucking sweet she was. She panted breathlessly, sliding her tongue into my mouth as she licked every last drop, and I swear to God, it was the most erotic thing I’d ever fucking experienced in my life.The way that she stared at me with those big fuck-me eyes, I could hardly wait any longer. I needed to bury my cock inside of her mouth, feeli

“When I killed Marcello’s father… I had him sign the rights of your father’s Oud fragrance business back to you,” I explained. “So you’ll have something to remind you of your father. Knowing that he didn’t die in vain. Carry on his legacy… Make him proud while he’s gone. Knowing all of his hard work didn’t go to waste.”Her eyes welled with tears.“Oh my God, Luca…” she trembled. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”She convulsed, her breathing labored.“It’s good to know that I’ll be able to take care of whatever he left behind for me now that he’s gone,” she breathed.“That’s not all, baby girl,” I whispered, squeezing her hands reassuringly. “We’re going to go back to England. You’re going to finish your degree. And you’re going to become a chemical engineer… Just like you want to be.”I placed a soft kiss on her mouth.“You don’t have to worry about the mafia. I’ve left it behind,” I admitted.Her eyes widened, shocked at this revelation.“Y – you left it b – behind for m – me?” she s