All Chapters of Taming The Máfia Boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I kissed her because I could see the whirlwind of questions swirling in her mind, and I couldn't answer them all right now.The truth is, I didn't know what was happening to me, but aside from being happy about Mancini's death, I was completely relieved that I hadn't lost her.It was strange to say that, especially when she shouldn't have this much importance to me, but from the moment they told me she had fled, a fear had spread inside me. Fear of losing Angela Mancini.I couldn't believe this shit was happening to me, but just the thought of not seeing those eyes anymore, not smelling her perfume, or not having our skin touching sent a primal force screaming inside me. It was like there was a wild beast within me demanding her."Marco..." she moaned against my lips as I picked her up in my arms."Tell me what you want, angel. Tell me, and I'll give it to you!" I ordered, feeling the heat of her pussy against my cock as we rubbed against each other.That wasn't my plan when I went af

I had Angela on my lap, but instead of discussing her father—who we'd just discovered was alive—or making her moan my name, we were talking about her crazy ideas.Why did she suddenly think she wasn't what I wanted, that she wasn't good enough for me, and that I'd had another woman in my life? Where could she have gotten that from? I had to forbid her from going out with Mel."It doesn't matter how I found out about the woman in your past, but I know she made you happy and drove you crazy at the same time, just like I do."I wanted to smile at the expression on her face—her eyes downcast, shoulders slumped, and lips twisted into a small pout, as if her favorite toy had been snatched from her hands."Yes, I've had two women like that in my life." Angela's eyes snapped up quickly, showing her shock at my admission. "The first I lost when I was still a child, on the same day I got this scar on my face. It was my mother."She shook her head in denial when I said the last word, and though

I was sitting in the high-backed chair next to Marco, right in the center of the large wedding table, tracing my finger along the line of the small cut. They hadn't told me about that ritual during the ceremony; I was completely caught off guard."Does it hurt?" Marco's voice brought me back from my thoughts."No, I just wasn't expecting something like that. People in the Cosa Nostra don't do this.""You're not in the Cosa Nostra anymore, love. You're one of us now—you're the boss of this family," he took my hand and kissed the mark. "We'll rule together."I still couldn't believe how that could work, but Marco liked to remind me whenever he could. At every opportunity, he repeated how it would be the two of us controlling everything from now on.I smiled back at him and leaned in, kissing the top of his hand. But our bubble was burst by cheers of celebration."Viva gli sposi!" Viva the newlyweds—they shouted, raising their glasses and cups of drink. My cheeks burned with embarrassmen

I shifted in bed, feeling the small, soft body on top of mine, and we opened our eyes at the same instant. Angela slept lazily with one leg thrown over me, an arm draped across my abdomen, her breasts pressed against me along with her face."Mine," I murmured, sliding my fingers along her back and watching her fair skin prickle at my touch.She moved deliciously over me, reminding me of last night when I buried myself inside her.I'd never fucked a pussy so tight before; it felt like I could come just from entering her, being squeezed despite her being soaked. Thinking about it made my cock harden against her thigh, and I gripped her soft ass, still marked from my hand, squeezing the flesh and spreading her cheeks to feel her folds."Hmm... You're really insatiable," she moaned sleepily, and I slowly rolled our bodies, knowing she was sore after two times last night when she'd never had a cock inside her before."You make me like this, she-devil," I planted a quick kiss on her lips an

"Before you go, you should know why your father hates me so much. There's a lot you don't know about our history, but I think it's time you knew!"I knew this could be a low blow; it wasn't how I wanted to reveal my demons, but all I cared about now was pulling Angela further to my side. I couldn't trust her feelings for me in the short time we'd spent together, compared to the love she had for her mother and siblings, with whom she'd spent her whole life."About our history?" she questioned, turning to me, but she still stayed by the door."The history of the war between our families." I swallowed hard and clenched my fist. She needed to know, even if she didn't believe me. "There was a time when everything was bloody between the two mafias—the clashes were constant, and one night they managed to invade my house."I averted my eyes from hers, unable to see all the curiosity etched there when I knew I was about to pour out one of my worst nightmares."What happened that night, Marco?"