All Chapters of One night stand with my brother's killer best friend: Chapter 171 - Chapter 179

While I could not live with her hating me, I sure as shit wasn't living with knowing someone else was fucking my pussy. "That's not how break ups work," she cried out with a roar, two orgasms doubling down to ripple through her. One, two, wave after wave. I didn't stop pounding into her. She needed to know what she was giving up if she rejected my love. Fucking only I would ever love her. Kiss her. Laugh with her. Fuck her. She could leave me if she wanted to, but we'd both be fucked forevermore. Lost and miserable without each other. That was the price of her freedom. "I'm a mobster, Olivia. A monster. A bad guy. I don't give a fuck. I'll stalk you for life," I promised, voice rough with emotion. "Install cameras in your room. Home. Apartment. Wherever you end up. I'd watch you play with your cunt in the shower every day like back on the island while fisting my dick. That's the only release I'll permit either of us. Your cunt will remain free use for m

Grief made me honest. Desperate, humbling love made me illogical. Impractical. We came from two different worlds. She was right. I was wrong for her. My heart didn't care. My dick definitely didn't want to hear it. "You used to make me want to be good. Now? I don't care about morality. As long as I can keep fucking you, year after year, day after day. That's my joy, Olivia. My reason for existing is you," I told her, though I was certain I had declared my love to her many times over by now. Fuck, I was a weirdo when grief finally hit me. And it was hitting me. All at once. Ren. Lance. JR. Even Marino. They were my people once. Losing them wasn't nothing after all. The sheets beneath us were rough and impersonal. The banging in the background came and went, but Olivia had all my attention. I went to town on her pussy, pounding into her for all I was worth. Playing with her clit. Sucking on her nipples. Fucking her ass. She screamed unholy shit on my dick, including begging me to

"Such a jealous bitch. Ill Padrino belongs to us all, Robbie. So does Sottocapo. Learn to share and be shared. That's the key to a happy marriage," said Josie, beaming at me like something out of a horror movie. Whose marriage? Was Marino forcing JR into wedlock? A sliver of long buried guilt resurfaced. "Fucking move," I demanded, my voice ice, well aware that I still demanded respect, even in this situation. "Hey, sweetheart," JR said, closing in on a distraught Suki. A cautious Olivia took a step back with Suki in tow. My baby girl went pale, seeing JR again probably bringing up some shit for her, but she still pulled Suki behind her. "Stay away. Her mom just died. You're going to freak her out," Olivia implored, evidently too shell shocked and grief stricken to pick her words wisely. "No, she didn't. I'm right fucking here," JR raged, then plastered a smile on her face. "Come to mommy, baby," she said, holding her arms out to Suki. Suki clung to Olivia's blazer, her

My mind was conflicted about letting Olivia go and even more so about trusting a grieving JR, but I had made my bed. It was time to lie in it. JR pulled out her gun while Olivia slammed her lips into mine. Her kiss tasted like salt, grief and stupidity, but also pure love. Fuck, how did people go their whole lives with their own Olivia Hunter? Thanks for showing daddy how to love, baby girl. "Aishiteimasu," she said with a brave smile. "I'm going to be so pissed if I don't get the ring, Chance." "Me too. It cost over fifty million dollars. Do you have any idea how many lamps that is, Olive?" the pauper in me asked her, never having imagined that I could afford something like that on a whim twenty years ago.We shared a little laugh, our foreheads seamlessly connecting as I contemplated this possibly being my last time seeing her. "I protect you first. Always. Forgive me if I don't make it back. Know no one could have loved m

I laid down next to JR's corpse. Defeated. Overwhelmed. No plan. Nothing left in my tank. I wanted to give my friend her dying wish, and go back to my life. Fractured as it was, I had responsibilities. Loved ones. Plus I didn't want JR's sacrifice to be in vain. Then it dawned on me, if I disappeared… I'd never have to watch the love of my life die in a similar way. This was Olivia's future if I stayed in her life. Maybe even Will's and Suki's. The annoying human's and even Sandra's. Jack too, if he wasn't dead already. Life had truly fucked me, again and again. Too much effort to keep trying. Too much pain. Hell, maybe JR was rubbing off on me. "Whenever you're ready, you power hungry sons of bitches," I said, to no one in particular, staring up at the stained glass windows. Olivia would love something like this for our wedding. A fleeting thought. Then memories of my life flashed before