All Chapters of The Mafia’s Housewife Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

PERRY’S POVThe light grew from a dot to a larger portion that covered the whole room and commotion could be heard outside.Red froze—my dick still in her mouth with Donna now sitted on the floor while I stood, my face facing the door trying to get a visual of who or what entered the room.“You need to come outside, now!” A deep voice came from the direction of the light.I could barely make an image of the person that spoke but the tone sounded urgent and andgry.I could not let just a nobody ruin my fun—I had to put him in his place.This was my turf and no one— no one could come in and make me lose my focus. I groaned out of frustration because I was almost there and I swore if this bastard had not bursted in then I’d have nutted in her mouth and let her suck me dry.Why would he stop my fun.“Who do you think you are?” I questioned, as I moved away from red and zipped my pants.“Stop right where you are sir,” the voice sounded again but this time angrier.“You should be careful wh

Imogen’s PovThe drive home was rather the conventional silence which I had grown accustomed to—it was the calm that reeled me in to the cage I had come to know as my life.Everything was a routine and felt exhausting. The only normalcy I had gotten was when he told me to go fuck Silas and for the very first time in a long time, that was the best thing he could have done.He tried to speak to me but I pretended to be too focused on my driving—he had always complained like I was way too careful with driving so I had used that as an excuse.His words not mine.The rest of the drive was uneventful with gasps here and there, scoffs thrown out and stolen glances but I did not want to deal with this shit.Alighting from the car, I hurried back to the room without even looking at him—I had to get out and not see him because I was a mess myself.I slammed the door and quickly pulled my dress and ran into the shower as my breath became ragged and fast.I could not breathe.The air around felt

Imogen’s PovIn the ART OF WAR, Sun Tzu said: If your enemy was secured at all points then be prepared for him. If he was in superior strength then by all means evade him…only attack him where he was unprepared and appear where you were not expected.I had held on to this for years and now it had become handy.I finally had a one up over Perry and I was going to make sure he would pay even with his last breath.I was not going to kill him… no, that would be too merciful and quick but what I would do, what he truly deserved was way worse— he would wished he had been killed in a merciful way.That would not be fun in any way for me and everyone who he had trampled upon.I had calculated everything with great precision—from the moment he came out to the last second of the agents’ arrival.Hell, I called them.I knew him way too well, more than he knew me but I guess that was what came out of being obsessed with the high school athlete every girl wanted.I knew how to piss off someone lik

Silas’s POVThe sharp and hot taste of whiskey had always kept me grounded as I stood close to my window taking in all the beautiful views from my Rome’s office building.Amassing such great wealth was not an easy feat that came lightly rather blood was shared but I did more of the spilling than the sharing.The thought of my beloved ran through my mind— her giggles and her perfect body pressed into mine as we laid on the couch.I didn’t want her gone.I wanted her to stay with me forever and just to wake up by her side every day would be a dream come true.I only turned around when I heard footsteps heading towards me.“Did she get it?” “Yes she did, boss” Pete replied. He sucked his teeth as his face contorted into an expression I could not understand.“You’ve got a question?” I asked, taking a sip of the whiskey in my hand.“I still don’t get it,” “Get what?”“Why are you doing this?” He asked. His voice was low but respectful— he knew when not to cross the line even though we h

Perry’s POVI slammed the door behind me as I left Silas Moretti’s office. My heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking with anger. That smug jerk sat there, sipping whiskey, acting like he owned the world. He admitted he was fucking with my wife, and had the guts to tell me he wouldn’t stop.My wife! And he had the nerve to bring up Interpol, like he knew all about the trouble I was in. Still, Silas knowing about it made my blood boil.I stomped down the hallway, the bright lights making my eyes hurt. I wanted to punch something—or someone. And then Imogen, lying about Silas sending her flowers, smirking like she was winning. I’d given her everything—jewelry, cars, a big house—but it was never enough. She wanted more.I chuckled.I knew she wouldn’t be satisfied with the life I had provided because she was an ungrateful bitch.I had to put up with her disgusting habits only for her to go get fucked by one of the richest men?My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it— may