All Chapters of Falling For The Enemy Mafia King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Let’s take a walk around, and you can show me.” He snakes his arm around me and pulls me close.His warmth seeps into me, and I feel safe in his embrace. A guy steps in our direction, but one glare from Luca, and he backs away.I guess Luca doesn’t like the idea of sharing. I don’t either. I’m just so glad he’s here. It’s as if fate put him in my path again, but I still don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.When I point my finger at the first thing I want to try, I’m not afraid. I’m actually confident. It’s a nice change.Luca’s lips spread into a smile. I guess he likes what I like, which is very, very good.Once we’re done with our little tour, Luca takes me to a dark, purple hallway and into one of the rooms. My eyes bulge as I take it in. Well, this room is definitely different.It’s in purple and black colors, and there are sex toys hanging from the walls and all kinds of benches and contraptions. It’s as if someone took everything from the rooms in the rest of the club and

* * *Rodri getsto his feet as soon as he sees me, a smile on his face. His short dark brown hair is greasy, and his brown eyes are guarded.There’s no one else in the bar except my guards and a few of the Amaros. Rodri offered to meet when the bar was open for everyone, but I figured that was too much of a security risk because my guards would have to constantly watch random people coming and going.“Hello.” He grins. “I’m honored to be meeting with you.”I just watch him, keeping all emotion off my face. As I take a seat, my gaze falls on the cocaine on the table.“If you want some, it’s free.” Rodri wiggles his eyebrows. “The best quality in the country.”I meet his gaze. He knows. Someone told him I used to have a drug problem. He’s testing me, or maybe Marya is. They want to see just how easy it’ll be to get me out of the picture.But I’m not a dumb boy anymore. Before, I’d be tempted to experience that wonderful high just once, but now I know it never stops there. The high turns

“Luca,” I cry out when my release shoots through me.He groans, diving inside me one more time.My body throbs with pleasure, and all I can do is breathe and let myself feel.* * *Lucaand I are both too spent to go anywhere or move, so I press myself close to him on the bed and rest my head on his shoulder. He gently caresses my hair, playing with my strands.“Tell me about yourself,” he says. “What’s your full name? What do you do?”I bite down on my lip. Telling him my last name would be a huge mistake. Everyone knows my father, and I have no idea how to come up with one.“Let me guess. You have a boyfriend or maybe even a husband, and you can’t tell me.” His body tenses under mine.“It’s not that. I don’t. I don’t have anyone.” I lift my head and meet his gaze.“But it’s complicated?” The corners of his lips quirk up.“Yeah, actually.”“Okay. Then tell me whatever you want to tell me. What do you do? Do you have any hobbies? Everyone wants something in life. What is it that you wa

AuroraI pace up and down my room, my chest tight. My room seems smaller, and I’m like a wild animal in a tiny cage.It’s as if someone shoved me into clothes that don’t fit, even though my dress isn’t tight at all. But I can’t breathe. Tonight is my father’s dinner, and I don’t know how I’ll survive it.I open the window wide, letting fresh air hit my face, but it doesn’t help. Nothing helps. I just want to go back. I want to be with Luca.I never should’ve hooked up with him. Now I don’t know how I’ll be able to forget him and keep living my life as if nothing happened.Luca gives me everything I’ve ever wanted and even things I didn’t know I needed. How can I just go back to my life when I know things could be so much better?There’s still so much I don’t know about him but want to find out. I run my fingers over my lips and close my eyes, remembering his kiss.Remembering his mouth.His dark eyes.His tattoos and scars.He’s hiding things from me. I’m sure of it. But I’m doing the

Luca“Do we have anything or not?”I ask, annoyance showing in my voice.“We know where Marcello and Marya are,” Theo says.“Good. Then let’s go get them.” Since no one rushed to get ready for an attack, it’s safe to say that things aren’t so simple.“We can’t.” Theo’s shoulders slump.“Of course we can’t,” I mutter. “What’s the problem now?”“They’re in the heart of Marcello’s territory. Getting to them unnoticed would be impossible. They have way too many guards with them. Both Marcello’s and Marya’s.”“That means they’re planning something big. Why else would they keep meeting? Marya has Marcello’s attention now. Whatever she has, it has to be good.” If only I knew what it was.Is it just me she’s offering? A way to take me down? Or is there something better on the table?“There’s a chance Marcello is serious about getting into politics. Marya might be willing to help him with that in exchange for some favors.”I furrow my brow. “What can Marya offer him that no one else can? He’s a