Semua Bab BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor.: Bab 11 - Bab 20

I didn’t look.I couldn’t.Another gunshot exploded through the room, then another, then another—sharp, deafening cracks that felt like they were ripping straight through my skull. I pressed myself harder against the wall, curling in on myself, my hands clamped over my ears like that could somehow make the sound disappear.It didn’t.My whole body shook violently. My teeth were chattering, my breath coming out in short, broken gasps I couldn’t control. The floor felt unsteady beneath me, like everything was tilting and I was about to fall into something dark and endless.Then I felt it.A hand on my shoulder.I screamed.The sound tore out of my throat before I could stop it, raw and desperate. I tried to twist away, my back scraping against the wall as panic exploded inside me—“It’s okay. It’s me.”Zander’s voice.Low. Steady.Too calm.I froze, my hands still covering my ears as my chest heaved. Slowly—so slowly it felt like my neck might snap—I turned my head.He was crouched in f

My hands wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened, my fingers curling into his hair as if letting go would make everything crash back into reality. His cock was solid beneath mine, heat radiating through the thin barrier of clothing, grounding and overwhelming all at once. His hands slid around my thighs, firm and possessive, tracing slow, deliberate lines beneath my skirt as if he was memorizing every inch of me.A shaky breath left my chest as sensation flooded me all at once—too much, too fast. My thoughts blurred, anger and fear tangling with desire until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I knew I should pull away. I knew this was reckless, wrong, and dangerous in more ways than one. But my body had already betrayed me.I began to grind against him slowly, the movement hesitant at first, as if I were testing the waters. The moment he felt it, a low groan vibrated against my lips, deep and unrestrained. His fingers dug into my skin, tightening their grip like

His lips curved into a dark smirk as he leaned in and licked the ice from my belly button. My back arched at the contact. Then he slowly dragged his tongue from my chest down to my belly button again, chasing the melting cold.He licked his way up to my neck, then to my lips, letting the ice fall into my mouth as he kissed me slowly around it. I moaned against his lips as the cold froze my teeth.He pulled out of the kiss, his eyes holding mine for a few seconds before he stretched out his hand and picked up another cube.He slipped the cube into his mouth and traced it in slow circles around my nipple. The cold made me bite down on my lip, the sensation overwhelming.He circled my nipple again while his fingers squeezed the other one painfully—but the pleasure outweighed the sting.He dragged the ice down my belly, past my navel, stopping an inch above my clit. I arched my back, pushing deeper into the mattress, panting harshly through my nose.Then I felt the ice against my clit. I

After I walked away that night, I got my clothes on and walked outside. But then I saw Luca standing in front of the car, waiting like he had nowhere else to be.He told me Zander asked him to take me home.I didn’t argue. I didn’t thank him either. I just got into the car and stared out the window the entire drive, my arms wrapped around myself like I could hold everything together if I tried hard enough.I couldn’t sleep that night.Every time I closed my eyes, my body remembered things my mind didn’t want to. Heat. Hands. A voice low in my ear. Then the memories twisted, turned sharp, and my father’s face replaced his.The sound of the gunshot echoed in my head.The way he fell.The way the blood spread too fast, soaking into his shirt while I hid behind the door, shaking.Guilt sat heavy in my chest.Guilt for letting Zander touch me.For letting myself feel pleasure with a man whose hands were stained with blood.For forgetting—if only for a moment—why I had spent five years buil

A few minutes later, Liam’s phone rang.The sound cut through the room like a blade. Sharp. Final. My heart jumped so hard it hurt, my breath stuttering in my chest as Liam slowly reached into his pocket.He didn’t rush.He looked at the screen, then at me, and the corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk that made my stomach turn.He answered the call and deliberately put it on loudspeaker.“Don’t hurt her, you have an issue with me not her!” Zander’s voice came through the phone—cold, controlled, but wrapped tight with something darker beneath it. Rage. Fear. Both held on a short leash.The sound of his voice broke something inside me.“Zander!” I screamed, the word tearing out of my chest before I could stop it. “Please help me!”My voice cracked, splintered. Tears spilled down my face without permission, my body shaking as panic surged up my spine.A hand grabbed my shoulder.Cold metal pressed against my temple.One of Liam’s men leaned close, his breath hot against my ear as he w