All Chapters of Contracted To The Cold Mafia Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Maya’s POVThe minute I walked into the dining room, my heart almost stopped beating. There he was- Alexander Williams, the great and mighty. The most feared mafia lord. And most importantly my husband, the same husband that has been avoidi- no, ignoring me like I some sort of stranger or I had a deadly disease. He was seated at the head of the table as always but he looked like he didn’t just own the room, but the entire world. It was the first time I was seeing him clearly in a long time. Not since the day we got married. I stood there, frozen in place and still in shock. The mere sight of him was like a punch to my gut and I momentarily forgot how to breathe, me seeing him does that to me. It was weird because I didn’t even like him or his stupid personality. He looked dangerously handsome, even more that I remembered. He was wearing a dark blue shirt that hugged his broad shoulders and his chest, the first two buttons were undone and it revealed his hard chest- enough to make my

Alexander’s POVMaya’s reaction was everything I wanted and more. The way her breath caught in her throat, her scared and big eyes darting to mine and her lips opened, wanting to say something but not one sound came out of her mouth- it was priceless. She was flustered and completely lost, it captivated me more than I cared to admit.  The distinct smell of her perfume drifted across the room and into my nose as I leaned in to her. She smelled so flowery, and somehow it felt like the perfect smell for her. It was contrast to the sour expression she was wearing on her face just because of me. Her discomfort was glaring and the way her chest was rising and falling while breathing unevenly only added to the tension that was thick in the air.&n

Alexander’s POV The days stretched on in an infuriatingly monotonous loop. Maya and I seemed to have perfected the art of avoidance. If I came down for breakfast, she’d already be gone. If she was in the dining room, I’d ask for my food to be brought up to my room instead. I buried myself in work, trying to finish up the mountain of work I had, this was the only disadvantage of having a lot of businesses. But even though I tried to get her out of my head, the presence or rather the, her absence kept bugging me.  The memory of her embarrassed face, her shaky voice and how she had ran out of my office kept playing over and over again in my head, getting me distracted and frustrated. And it annoyed me to no end because

Alexander’s POV I cupped her face and raised her eyes to meet mine. “You are mine, Maya,” I whispered against her lips. “Now, lie down.” “Why?” She asked me with an attitude of hers that I had come to love.  I didn’t reply, instead I trailed my hand over her body and she inhaled sharply as I flicked open the clasp of her bra, eased the straps off her shoulders, and let the lacy material drop to the floor. With one hand, I tilted her head to the side so I could brush my lips against her neck, tracing my tongue over the rapid flutter of her pulse point. She trembled against me, and I couldn&rsquo

Maya’s POV I was still trying to come down from my high age figure out how I wasn’t dead yet. My breathing was unsteady and my heart was pounding widely against my chest, tingles shot across my body in ways I had never experienced before.  It was intense- the heat, the emotions and the total loss of control left me breathing heavily. I laid down on the bed lifelessly and stared at the ceiling as my chest rose and fell unsteadily. I could still feel spasms coring through my body and I could not help but let out a small gasp, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I remembered everything that had happened.  What had Alex done