FORCED TO BE A MAFIA QUEEN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

SIERRAMy eyes open with a soft groan while adjusting to the brightness filtered through the silk curtains. I immediately felt the heavy and possessive warmth surrounding me.​I was nestled securely against Alessandro’s chest. One of his strong arms draped over my waist, holding me tightly against him even in sleep. He always sleeps deeply after a long night, and judging by the peaceful stillness of his breathing, he's still in a deep sleep.​I carefully shifted my head on the pillow, turning to face him. I hate to say it, but right now, he just looked… handsome. ​I spent a moment simply observing his face.For a man who ran half the city’s underground empire, his lashes were long and surprisingly soft-looking, fanning out delicately against his cheekbones. It was an amusing contrast to the cold steel I sometimes saw in his eyes. My gaze lingered on his dark, perfectly sculpted eyebrows, which gave his face an intense expression that I found both terrifying and incredibly appealing.

SIERRAThe room was vast and plush, decorated in heavy colors. Sitting slumped on a silk-upholstered armchair, his head buried in his hands, was Dimitri. Seeing him like this, utterly broken and vulnerable, felt like witnessing an earth-shattering moment.The Montrego never showed its weakness to anyone. They keep it hidden and let it out when they are alone.My breath hitched and pulled back sharply, horrified that I had intruded on such a private and powerful display of weakness.​But it was too late. As I moved, I momentarily lost my balance. I incidentally touched the doorknob, causing the door to creak. Dimitri's head snapped up and his red-rimmed and fierce eyes locked onto the tiny sliver of space at the door.Panicked and fear shot through me, I spun on my good foot and bolted. ​I completely forgot the danger of my injury. My first step was a burst of speed, my second was agonizing, and my third resulted in disaster. My weakened ankle buckled completely, sending a fresh jolt

SIERRAAlessandro was pressed against the massive mahogany bookshelf, and pressed against him was Gianna. ​I froze, the pain in my ankle eclipsed by a paralyzing shock.Best friend, huh.​Suddenly, Alessandro violently shoved Gianna away as his eyes blazed with a confusing pure fury. He ran a hand through his hair with his breath coming out in ragged bursts.​He turned his head slightly, and his eyes landed on me. The fury vanished, replaced instantly by naked panic while his face turned pale."Sierra…”​He took a frantic step toward me. But I lifted my hand, an icy signal to stop him from getting near me. He halted, looking utterly broken and terrified, the few feet separating us feeling like a chasm.​A strange calm washed over me, a cruel and cold mask replacing the rage that was building like a pressure cooker inside my chest.​I lowered my hand, straightening up, ignoring the burning in my foot. ​“My apologies,” I said while tilting my head slightly. “I didn’t realize I was dist

SIERRA I ran my hands through the wet silk of his hair. The crisp hairs on his chest teased my tightened nipples, and the feel of his rock-hard body against mine was enough to make me wet and needy. “Everything about you was perfect,” he whispered, his lips moving across my cheek to my throat. His hand caressed the length of my torso from breast to hip. “I won't get enough of you.” He slid down and caught my other nipple between his teeth. He tugged, and the tiny dart of pain had my back arching on a soft cry. He soothed the sting with a soft suck, then kissed his way back to my mouth. I felt his hand roaming down until it reached my flower. I moaned into his mouth when he started stroking my wetness. “I'll be gentle,” he whispered in my mouth. His words made me nervous. He poked his manhood at my entrance. I gasped. “Ahhhh… God!” I hug him tightly while he slowly thrusts himself into my hole. Tears welled up in my eyes as my nails dug into his back. Only the tip of his man

SIERRA​"Savage, you say?" Alessandro’s voice was low, seductive, and filled with challenge. "But you loved the danger, didn't you? You didn't push me away, did you? You let your 'pride,' as you call it, lead you right into my arms."​"I... I was momentarily confused by your lack of clothing," I stammered, scrambling for a believable lie. "It was distracting."​He smirked, a dazzling flash of white teeth that momentarily stole my breath. "I suppose a man who looks this good naked is hard to resist, even for a woman committed to hating him.""You are so arrogant!" I scoffed, trying to sound outraged, but the closeness and the animal magnetism of him were making my body traitorous.​He lowered his head until his lips were just an inch from mine. I could feel the heat radiating off his skin and smell the remnants of cologne and desire.​"Only when I'm right, tesoro," he murmured. “You can pretend to hate me all you want. You can cling to your righteousness and your hurt feelings. But in