All Chapters of Maid To The Three Mafia Kings: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

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The Recording

“What recording, Millie?”Millie’s cheeks turned pink. “Never mind!” she said quickly, waving her hands. “It’s not important, okay?” She bit her lip, glancing at the floor, then back at him, her stomach in knots.“Not important? Are you sure?”She took a deep breath, steadying herself. This is it.“Yes, what’s important is that I,” she paused, her voice shaky. “Look, Evan, I love you. Like, really love you. I did back then, and I still do. It’s so embarrassingly, ridiculously always been you. I know it’s a lot, and I’ve never said this to anyone before, so I’m probably screwing it up, but I love you.”Silence hung for a moment.Her eyes widened, her face burning as she realized what she’d said. She covered her cheeks, muttering, “Oh no, that was awful, wasn’t it? I sound ridiculous. Can we just pretend I didn’t say that?”Evan sat still, his mouth slightly open, staring at her like he was processing her words. Then, a slow, crooked grin spread across his face, his surprise softening.

Can’t Hold Back

When Evan leaned in for another kiss, he wasn’t one to stay passive this time. His tongue pushed back against hers, moving with a steady rhythm that made the kiss more intense, his lips pressing harder as he took control. One of his hands moved up to cup the back of her neck, his thumb brushing the skin just below her ear, making her shiver as he pulled her closer, their chests pressed together, their breaths mixing in short, uneven bursts.The kiss lived up to his dare, leaving Millie dizzy, her senses narrowed to the feel of his lips, the warmth of his hands, and the quiet sounds of their breathing.Evan eased back. “Okay, but seriously, what recording?”Millie’s laughter filled the night air. “Let’s just say you owe Rose big time,” she teased, her eyes meeting his.Evan chuckled softly, his hands resting lightly on her waist, fingers brushing the fabric of her dress. “We both do,” he murmured.Then he leaned in, his lips brushing hers—soft, tentative, yet warm with promise. The kis

Homecoming

Months had passed since that starlit night on the rooftop of Matteo’s Seafood Grill, where Millie and Evan had laid bare their hearts and love for each other. They had built a quiet life together—Millie balancing college and Evan managing his growing chain of restaurants, their days filled with mundane joys like late-night takeout and walks by the beach.But the past still lingered, a soft ache in Millie’s chest, especially when she thought of her mother and the home she had left behind.Now, as Evan’s car wound through the familiar streets of Millie's neighborhood, Millie sat in the passenger seat, her fingers twisting in her lap, nerves buzzing like static.Evan gripped the steering wheel, his jaw tight. Meeting Millie’s mother for the first time was no small thing—her family was a world he had only glimpsed through Millie’s stories, and the weight of making a good impression pressed hard on him.Millie glanced at him, her short, wavy hair brushing her shoulders. “You okay?” she ask

The Apology and the Blessing

Gretchen’s face crumpled, her eyes glistening as if tears were fighting to escape. She turned back to the soup, stirring it with forced focus.“Clint and his son left when I was in the hospital,” she said. “I lost the twins, and when I got home, Clint and his boy were gone. Back to his wife, I guess.”Millie’s breath hitched, a wave of guilt crashing over her. Her mother had suffered a miscarriage alone, and she hadn’t been there. “Mom, I’m so sorry.”She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Gretchen, who stiffened at first, then reluctantly hugged her back, her embrace hesitant.Gretchen pulled back, wiping her eyes quickly, and Millie asked, her voice softer, “Who's Richard?”Gretchen’s lips curved into a small, almost defiant smile, her composure returning. “Richard worked at the center. After the miscarriage, I spiraled. Ended up there for a while. He was one of the staff and helped me through it.”Millie’s eyebrows rose. “He’s 26.”Gretchen laughed, a surprising lightness in

6 Years Later

The crisp bite of New Hampshire’s November air couldn’t dull the riot of color and noise spilling across Evan and Millie’s backyard. The lawn, usually quiet and sprawling, had transformed into a storybook dream, bursting with inflatable castles, swirling capes, and the shrieks of over-sugared children racing across the grass.Princess dresses and knight costumes fluttered past tables groaning under mountains of donuts, candy towers, and cupcakes so brightly frosted they looked almost too pretty to eat. Balloons tugged and bobbed against their tethers, splashing every color of the rainbow above the heads of chattering parents sipping wine from crystal glasses.At the heart of it all stood a cake fit for a fairy tale—a towering castle with turrets dusted in glittering sugar, nearly as tall as the five-year-old birthday boy himself. Overhead, a shimmering banner danced in the breeze, proudly declaring:Happy 5th Birthday, Julian Gabriel Moretti.Servers in cartoon character costumes wove

The Party and the Pause

Clara leaned in. “He met her last year while traveling in Sydney,” she said. “Some artist, I think.”Millie’s eyes lit up, connecting the dots. “Oh, so that’s why…” she said, her voice trailing off with a knowing grin.“Yep,” Clara said, chuckling. “He says they’re still getting to know each other. Nothing serious, but you know Aidan. Though, if you ask me, he’s changed a lot over the years.”Millie looked at Clara, pride swelling in her chest. “You were really the friend he never thought he needed, you know.”Clara rolled her eyes, a mock groan escaping her. “Oh, please. You’d agree he only stayed and became my friend because he felt too guilty about what happened.”They both laughed, the ease of their banter a testament to how far they had come. They could joke about the past now, the pain of those darker days softened by time and friendship.Millie’s gaze softened. “It doesn’t matter now,” she said. “You two are close. And don’t worry, as your best friend, I’m okay sharing you with

Stolen Moments

“Evan… we have to go back…”Undeterred, Evan’s hands slid lower, hooking beneath her thighs. With a fluid, commanding lift, he hoisted her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against him as he carried her to the vanity. He swept the surface clear—brushes, perfume bottles, and compacts crashing to the floor—and planted her on the edge, wedging himself between her spread thighs. His fingers traced her thighs as he leaned in, kissing her neck.Millie’s breath hitched. “Evan,” she tried again, her voice softer, less certain, “we can’t—”His fingers traced the waistband of her panties. His other hand shoved her bra aside, freeing one breast, his thumb rolling over her nipple, coaxing it to a tight peak. He leaned in, his tongue carving a molten trail from her neck to her ear, then down to her shoulder. Her body arched toward him, a silent supplication, her thighs clenching around his hips, drawing him into the pulsing epicenter of her need.“

Before the Ceremony

Evan held his thick cock deep inside her throbbing core, possessively scooping Millie into his arms and lifting her off the bed, keeping their connection unbroken. Her slick walls clenched around him as he carried her across the room, her legs wrapped tight around his waist, to a small wooden table in the corner."Shit." The cool surface bit into Millie's ass as he set her down. He leaned to the side, one hand steadying her hip, the other yanking open the middle drawer of a nearby cabinet with a sharp tug. Inside, a stash of sex toys gleamed—silicone, metal, and glass. His fingers snatched a purple clitoral sucker, and he held it up.“You know what to do, Millie. Spread it for me,” he growled, voice rough with dominance, eyes burning into hers.Panting, Millie leaned back against the mirror behind the table, her reflection a mess of flushed, sweat-slick skin and wild, tangled hair. Her fingers slid down, parting her swollen, leaking folds, exposing her throbbing clit. Evan positioned

Unexpected Reunion

Millie slipped into the floral maxi dress she’d picked out while Evan pulled on a clean shirt. His jeans hung low on his hips, and he gave her a quick smile that made her stomach flutter. They laced their fingers as they stepped out of the bedroom. The door clicked shut behind them, and the noise of the party returned—laughter, music, and kids yelling as they ran across the lawn.Clara spotted them right away. She stood by the drinks table, arms crossed, wearing a smug grin. Millie laughed, her cheeks warming under Clara’s stare.But before she could fire back a joke, she froze.Her eyes landed on someone—no, a few people—by the dessert table.Sheila. Andrea. Sandra. Even Alfie.For a moment, she couldn’t believe it—it had been years.“Sheila? Andrea?” she gasped, already half-jogging toward them. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re all here!”Sheila laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. “Rose reached out. Told us Evan wasn’t taking no for an answer. Said it was your little boy’s bi

Julian’s Fifth Birthday

The silence between Evan and Aidan was… loaded. Not angry, not cold—just weighted. This was the first time they’d faced each other in years, and it wasn’t just family tension hanging between them.It was Millie.Evan stuffed his hands in his pockets. “You’re really here,” he muttered. “Didn’t believe it till I saw you with my own eyes.”Aidan gave a loose shrug, his posture calm but guarded. “Been traveling a lot,” he said. “Here, there, Sydney. Keeps me busy.”“Jet lag suits you,” Evan said, dryly.The corner of Aidan’s mouth quirked up. “Better than emotional baggage.”A chuckle snuck out of Evan, almost surprised. He glanced down, then back up. “Thanks for coming, though. Took you long enough to show your face.”Aidan smirked faintly. “Thought five years was an appropriate buffer.”“You skipped our wedding.”“I know.”“Skipped Julian’s birth.”“I know.”“Skipped two baby showers.”“Alright,” Aidan said, raising a hand. “Message received.”Evan sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

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