All Chapters of Claimed by the Mafia Boss: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Molly and I strolled into the South Park restaurant hand in hand, right on time for our double date with her best friend Alexandra and her boyfriend Drew. I'd been looking forward to this all week - a chance to meet and get to know the people closest to my Molly. We waited in the lobby for Alexandra and Drew to arrive. I squeezed Molly's hand, unable to take my eyes off her. She wore a sleeveless powder blue dress that hugged every luscious curve. Her blond hair cascaded over her bare shoulders in soft waves. She smiled at me; her green eyes sparkling. "You look beautiful," I whispered in her ear. She blushed. "So do you."I chuckled. "Handsome, babe. The word is handsome." The doors opened and in walked a stunning caramel-skinned woman with long, straight dark hair. She’s a knockout in the white wrap dress, featuring toned legs a mile long. Beside her was a blonde Ken doll of a man wearing a sports jacket and khaki pants. Molly squealed and rushed to hug the woman. "Lexi!"So, t

I thought back to all those mornings I'd woken up to find Declan already awake, making us breakfast. Had he accessed my laptop without my knowledge? Could he have set me up? If not Declan, then who? I met Lexi's gaze sorrowfully. "It just doesn't make sense. Declan wants to marry me, and spend his life with me. He knows sabotaging my career would destroy any future for us. That's why I can't believe he was involved."Lexi leaned forward intently. "What if his plan was to break you down, force you to leave Charlotte, and go to New York with him? He could make it impossible for you to leave him, even after he got you fired. Men like Declan control everything around them. Look what he's already done for you and your family."I sat in troubled silence. Could Declan really have engineered my downfall, all to control me? The man I loved so deeply? My heart screamed no. It wasn’t possible. But my mind reluctantly admitted Alexandra could be right. I didn’t know what to believe anymore. All

I can still hardly believe it. The incandescently beautiful Molly Tate will be my wife by tomorrow night. I thought for sure she'd put up more of a fight once she learned the truth about who I am, but in the end, my gamble paid off. In her heart of hearts, she knows that what we have between us is real, and that's all that matters to her. I know there is still some resistance and fight in her. I’d be disappointed with any less. But in time, I’ll win her over completely. After all, I’m not just interested in claiming her body, I want her mind, and soul as well. Of course, she’ll try to talk me into leaving the business and going legit. There's no walking away from the family, not for a woman. But I'll make damn sure Molly and my boy are taken care of, kept far away from the bloody parts of my work. She'll have everything she ever wanted. I'll move her into a big house outside the city, set her up with a cushy job at a law firm somewhere. I’ll keep that trainwreck of a family of hers s

"Lexi, I know you mean well, but this is my choice to make," I say into the phone, trying to keep my voice even. Declan and I are getting married tomorrow and I’ve asked Lexi to come stand with me as my maid of honor. But she’s not having any of it and is letting me know how much she disapproves in no uncertain terms. "It's not too late to back out, Molly," she pleads vehemently as if trying to sway a jury. "This guy is dangerous. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."I sigh, rubbing my temples. "I know exactly what I'm doing. Declan can provide the kind of life my family needs. With his connections, my dad will never end up in trouble with the bookies again.""But at what cost?" Alexandra argues. "You're selling your soul here! Drew already offered to loan you guys money to get clear of the debts."My jaw tightens. "That's just a band-aid on a gunshot wound and you know it. We'd be right back where we started in a few months. Declan can make all that go away for good.

I jolt awake to the sound of Declan's raised voice. He's pacing the luxurious hotel suite, phone pressed to his ear, as he unleashes a torrent of curses and threats. "I don't care who you have to pay off, you find the rat bastard who tipped off the feds and you bring him to me!" Declan roars. My heart pounds in my chest. I've never seen my new husband so livid before. His handsome face contorted in rage, his muscular frame coiled tight like a viper ready to strike. Slowly, I sit up in the plush king bed, clutching the silky sheets to my bare chest. Declan's eyes flick to me briefly, but he's too consumed with whoever is on the other end of the call to offer any reassurance."Millions! Gone! Because of your incompetence!" He slams his fist into the nearest wall, leaving a sizable dent in the pristine plaster. I flinch.As he continues to rage, the truth becomes horribly clear - something has gone terribly wrong back home. The FBI must have raided his operations while we've been away