All Chapters of Trapped By The Mafia Don: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ClarissaI move up and back against him. His lips crush into mine as I grind my hips. I'm greedy to keep going, desperate to feel him fill me and stretch me and tear me to bits. I moan into his kiss and he bites my lip before pushing me back down, slapping my ass, spanking me rough. I'm grinding my hips now, riding his massive shaft, taking every inch of his throbbing thick cock. I moan, stupid with want and need, ringing with every long thrust, out of my mind and groaning. He growls in response and we're moving together, fucking wildly, sweating and uncontrollable, and finally, finally, I feel it build so much it drives me insane, and one more rough spank from his hard palm pushes me over the edge.I come and he doesn't stop. I come so hard I nearly black out as spots curl in the edge of my vision, and that only makes the orgasm so much more intense. I'm moaning his name into the blankets, I have them halfway shoved into my mouth as a gag, otherwise the whole damn world will know how

Alessandro"You're probably right," I say, waving a hand in the air, "but if you're not, I don't know what I'll do."Before she can argue more, the door opens. Nico's there, looking grim. He nods at his wife, but doesn't go to kiss her—which is rare for him. Instantly, I sense something is very wrong."Alessandro," he says, "I need a word."I nod and get up. Karah sighs and blows her husband a kiss. "Talk some sense into my brother, husband dearest," she says, waggling a finger. "He's not thinking straight.""I'll do what I can, wife of my heart."I step into the hallway. We're tucked in a back corner of the hospital at the far end of the building away from the nurse's station. It's quiet and empty, and we move over toward a window that overlooks a parking lot."News on Federov?" I ask, bracing myself for the worst."We hit one of his places last night. Lost a guy, but we killed six. This morning, we hit another spot. Lost two more and killed eight. No Federov, but his bratva's hurtin

AlessandroIt's a sick irony that Danil wants to meet midway down in the parking garage of the hospital where Fynn's lying in a coma, but I don't have much choice. He sets the time and place, and I'm expected to show up. Tell them you want to see your new brother-in-law, I'm sure they'll love that. Your husband is all about family, isn't he? That bastard is condescending even over text. Alessandro's tech gurus did they best to trace the number Danil is using, but nothing definitive came back—apparently, he's using some kind of virtual defense network. Which left us with no other choice but to play along.I stand awkwardly with my arms around myself in the far corner right where Danil told me to go after getting a ride with Karah. I don't like the flickering lights or the deep subterranean quiet that haunts the lower levels. It's like a tomb down here.The place smells like wet concrete and car exhaust. Black mildew grows on a nearby wall and long lines of moisture stains cover the gro

Clarissa"Does it matter anymore? Alessandro is the real threat. He and his whole family need to be destroyed, and you can help me do it. If we work together, Clarissa, we can bring down the Russo Famiglia and free Phoenix from their tyranny. Help me do this and I swear I'll make sure you never have to spend another moment with a husband you don't want in a family that sees you as nothing more than a pawn in their game.""That would've been tempting at one point, but not anymore." I step back now, keeping my eyes on him. I keep backing away, slowly, slowly. "You lied to me from the start. You wanted me to think the Russo family killed my brother, but you're the one that planted the bomb. You pushed me and pulled me and fucked with my head, and I'm not doing anything with you, you piece of shit. You disgust me, everything about you sickens me, and my husband is twice the man you'll ever be." I bump into the car parked in the very last space and duck down as if I'm about to tie my shoes

ClarissaThree Months Later"You have to tell him." Karah's practically bouncing up and down on her toes but I shake my head, pacing back and forth across the game room. Elise sits at the bar, pouring herself some champagne. She hands a glass to Karah, who waves it off. "Come on. You have to.""I will, I will, I'm just terrified." I'm tingling with excitement and fear. Everything's changed so fast and I don't know what I'm going to do."This is a good thing, isn't it?" Elise raises an eyebrow, drinking. "I guess I wouldn't know. This body is not made for—" She makes a vague gesture at herself."That's because your body is ninety percent plastic," Karah says and Elise laughs at that, raising her glass with a wink. "This is a good thing, Clarissa. He's going to be so excited, and God knows he needs it right now."I stop and lean against the pool table. My head's spinning and I feel like I might pass out. I grip the edge tightly and close my eyes and try to picture Alessandro's reaction.