All Chapters of Craving My Mafia Obsession : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Michal’s POV Ever since Sabrina broke the news about her pregnancy, my entire world has shifted, and I’ve found myself morphing into the ultimate papa bear. It’s a transformation I never anticipated, but surprise, surprise here I am, practically bursting with joy at the thought of becoming a dad for the very first time. The rush of emotions is both incredible and overwhelming, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life has always been firmly entrenched in the complexities and responsibilities of the mafia world, a reality that adds an extra layer of intensity to my feelings of protectiveness over Sabrina and our unborn child. The notion of something so precious and fragile in a universe that can often be ruthless and perilous ignites an instinctual drive within me to shield them from any harm. I find myself hovering, determined to safeguard them from everything and anything. Admittedly, my heightened protectiveness might be pushing the boundaries for Sabrina. I’m acutel

Michal POV Our time in the red room was an unforgettable experience, one that left a lasting impression on me. It was a moment that I plan to repeat, as it brings a unique intensity and thrill that I crave. Sabrina is an incredible submissive; she knows how to feed my dominant side in a way that no other can. Her compliance, eagerness, and understanding create a perfect dynamic that enhances our bond deeply. Unfortunately, tomorrow marks a temporary departure from her company, as pressing business requires my attention a few states away. This separation is a necessity, dictated by circumstances beyond our control. Due to my position as a mafia's second in command, it's not yet safe for Sabrina to travel with me. Plus she’s pregnant so I don’t want her traveling anywhere right now. The nature of my work requires caution and discretion. However, I remain confident that sooner or later, the time will come when she'll accompany me on all my business ventures. For this trip

Michal’s POVAfter saying our goodbyes to Sabrina and Shelly, we headed off to the airport. I won’t lie I hated leaving Sabrina home alone even though she is surrounded by guards and has Shelly it’s just not the same. The drive was pleasant, with the cityscape blending into tranquil suburbs as we approached our destination. It took about half an hour, giving us just enough time to reflect on the days ahead and enjoy the calm before the storm as most people say. Upon our arrival at the airport, we were greeted by the sight of Sebastian’s private plane. Its sleek exterior gleamed in the sunlight, a testament to the care given to maintain its charm and efficiency. This aircraft was a special gift from my father, provided the year before he passed away. He had always envisioned that this plane would not only serve for business endeavors with the mafia but also support me in my personal endeavors. As the guards diligently packed up all our belongings, Sebastian’s and my own, as

Sabrina’s POV With the relentless buzzing of my alarm clock piercing through the quiet morning, I groggily lean over to silence it. As I roll over to give Michal his usual morning kiss, a chill runs down my spine. His side of the bed is cold, and he's nowhere to be seen. Anxiety tingles at the edges of my consciousness as I whisper to myself, "Where could he be at this hour?" Quickly, I scan the bedroom, squinting through the dim light. I even peek into the bathroom, but it’s empty, with no trace of him. Feeling a rising sense of urgency, I make my way down to the kitchen, hoping I'd find him sipping his morning coffee, but the eerie silence greets me instead. Panic begins to tighten its grip on my heart. On my way out, I bump into Shelly. She's startled by my sudden appearance. "Shelly, have you seen Michal this morning?" I ask, my voice tinged with worry. She gazes at me with a bewildered expression. "Babe, he’s not back yet?" Her words make my heart skip a beat. "What

Sabrina’s POV “As soon as we get home I want you checked out completely by doctor Gray. You guys have been missing for a week now and you're all a lot skinnier than what you was when you left.” I look at Michal with a look that says I’m not playing around. He nods his head and kisses me deeply and says “I’ve missed you so much baby girl. I’ve also missed it when your bossy sass mode comes forward. I didn’t think we would ever get off this damn island. I’m thankful you all found us but we all won’t be heading back like we left.” Seeing Michal and Sebastian so vulnerable and broken pierces through me, shattering my heart into a thousand aching pieces. I take a shaky breath, trying to steady myself. "Why, Mich? Why won’t everyone be coming back?" I ask, desperate for answers, even though I know deep down what he means. Mr. Picket, our steadfast pilot, who always had a kind word and a reassuring smile, Trevor who could lift everyone’s spirits with a joke, Max with his quiet