All Chapters of The Mafia Lord's Deadly Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alessia’s POVIf someone told me a year ago that I’d be getting married to Leonardo Ricci—a Mafia psycho who probably bathes in blood and gasoline, I would’ve laughed so hard I'd choke on air. But today? I was wearing a white dress that clung to my body like guilt, heels I could barely walk in, and sitting in the back of a black armored SUV next to his friend who kept cleaning his gun like he was preparing for war and maybe he was. “I still can’t believe I'm doing this,” I muttered under my breath, clutching the signed contract like it would choke me less if I held it tighter. Leo asked me to take it like my life depended on it and so wondered why. “God must hate me.”“Sweetheart,” Tyler smirked, not looking up from the silencer he was screwing on, “God left the building when you agreed to marry the fucking Don of Hell. So why not keep quiet and enjoy the ride?”I ignored him as my skin itched, not from the lace but from the weight of what I was about to do. To work for the internati

 Leo’s POV The wedding went down smoothly. Clean, sharp, no fuss. Exactly how I like it. But it wasn’t the vows or the ring that had me buzzing—it was Alessia. Fucking hell, she looked too damn pretty in that dress. All innocent and soft with that sharp tongue I love to hate. The type of girl who’d slap you across the face and still make you wanna kiss her hand after. And yeah, the cherry on top? I’d be sending wedding photos to her sweet little husband Daniel... right before I slit his throat in his prison cell. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic. My phone buzzed and I picked it up, already knowing it wouldn’t be good. “Talk,” I said, voice cold. “It’s Viktor,” one of my boys whispered over the line. “ He's Still pushing the production. Quiet, but steady. And most of the board’s

 Leo’s POV My boys were the best.  They did everything without a mess, and as I sat in this sterile, cold room, looking at the faces of the beautiful women and children, I couldn't help but feel some sick satisfaction. They were all tied up and gagged, their feet bound and their voices stifled—some whimpered, some shook in fear, but they didn’t dare speak. I told my boys to remove the tape from their mouths, untie their feet. I wasn’t some sadistic bastard who tortured innocent people for fun. I’d leave that to the amateurs, there were rules to this life, and this was business, not some twisted game.   The women were easy to deal with, their faces were covered in a sheen of fear. The children though, their eyes were wide, innocent, asking questions they shouldn’t have to ask. But I wasn’t heartless. I smiled at one of the little girls, may

Alessia’s POVI didn’t know what the hell was wrong with me, maybe I was ovulating or somehow cursed and dangerously bored because there was no damn explanation for why my body was acting like it had a mind of its own— feeling hot, needy, trembling like it hadn't touched pleasure in years. I’m alone in Leo’s obnoxiously luxurious bedroom, wrapped in nothing but a red thong and a lacy bra that could barely hold my nipples in place, and before I knew it… my fingers were down there, tracing over my heat like I had something to prove.Maybe I was trying to convince myself I didn’t need him and I could take care of myself and he didn’t get to own my body just because some damn judge gave him a ring and a title.Still that's bullshit, Complete bullshit as I find myself thinking about the bastard and watching the video where he touched me What I didn’t expect, though, was to turn around mid-moan and find the devil himself standing at the door, arms crossed with a tight jaw, his eyes were d

"I’m not one of your whores,” I snapped, breathless and got extremely wet at the dirty words.“Good,” he said, kissing me so hard , pulling his pants down and kicking them away. “They can’t take my cock or make me so hard like you.”“Leo—”He used his two hands to caress and squeeze my breasts and was already between my thighs, he brought down his fingers to tug my thong aside and sniffed me which made me twitch.“Leo I …” “Shut up, baby” he growled, his voice dark with warning. “You talk too damn much.”And then his tongue was on me.My breath caught and froze, My brain shut down the moment his mouth connected to my pussy and I lost all sense of right and wrong.God! I think I was flying blind because my vision was fucking white. He licked me like he was claiming territory, used his tongue like he wanted to be inside my core and pushed in and out before eating me and licking me desperately, it's like my moans were the currency and he was already filthy rich. I twisted under him wit