All Chapters of The Don's Property: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

NERO POVMoments later, Elara and her friend are seated in the backseat while Renzo is behind the wheel, driving down the road of Upper East side. Imagine the frenzy of panic I feel when I got home with Renzo to see they are both gone. My first thought was that they have been kidnapped by one of my countless enemies. But a quick check at the tracking chip in Elara’s friend bracelet indicates that it isn’t so and they were just holed up in a club downtown.Then my panic compounded into fury, knowing one of them it the mastermind of this, and it isn’t my Uccellina. Judging by how only one of them dares to look remorse, my guess is right.I scowl at Elara through the rearview mirror and she bites down on that plush lips of hers as if she knows it’ll disarray my train of thoughts. Though I sure that was intentional. I just find every she does very attractive.  “What were you thinking?” I bite out.Elara opens h

NERO POVI anticipated Elara’s answer before the words tumble out of her sassy pouty lips. “I’m not leaving with you.”I knew she wasn’t going to come with me willingly with a smile on her face. But I don’t care. I’ll drag her back with me if I have to. She belongs by my side. With me. Ever since the night I stumbled upon her, something in me refused to let her go. And I’m not starting now.Vivienne attempts to step between us, but Renzo catches her arm, dragging her down the hall and out of sight. Smart. This isn’t a storm she wants to stand in.“I gave you a closure with your sister, Little Bird.” The words grit through my teeth. “Don’t fight this. It’ll only drain you.”She snaps. “I’m not your prisoner, Nero. I belong here.”My hand curls around her jaw, tilting her head up to meet my gaze. In the depths of her green eyes burn ferv

NERO POVI swallow her sigh, diving back in to show her exactly how much I like the taste.I deepen the kiss, punishing and perfect. I feed on her soft whimpers and drink them down like the finest whiskey. She tastes of rebellion crumbling into submission, and I love every bit of it.My hands roam, needing to map every inch of her that I’ve been denied. I slide my palms down the curve of her spine, gripping her hips and digging my fingers into the soft flesh there.Fuck me. She gasps into my mouth, her nails digging into my shoulders through my shirt, holding on for dear life.I lift her off from the floor, and she yelps as her legs go around my waist. I continue to kiss her wild and hungrily because I can’t have enough as I walk us to the mattress. I don’t bother being gentle as I put her on the bed, following her down and caging her body beneath me.I break the kiss, pulling back just enough to look at her. Her lips are swollen, red, and thoroughly kissed. Her pupils are blown wide,

ElARA POVMy eyes squint when something bright hits my face. I groan, reluctantly peeling my eyelids. My body freezes at first at the sight of Nero beside me before the memory of last night rushes back to me like a tsunami.My hands scrub down my face as I mumble a curse. I really did that last night. I had the gun with every intention to end Nero, but hey, at least he ended me in a very different much better way. Right?I let my hands slide down, taking in Nero who’s deep asleep beside me. I wait for the regret and guilt to slip in for my actions, but nothing does. Just pure bliss and a sweet soreness between my legs from being thoroughly fucked by Nero. Christ, I can’t even count the number of times I came. At some point, I thought there was no way I could come again, but Nero proved me wrong every single time.And I don’t hate it. In fact, I like it very much. More than I should. He ruined me I swear. He totally ruined me because I know no one could ever be that again. No one.In

ELARA POVMy eyes fly open. “What?” My thoughts are hazy from the building heat.“Read it aloud,” he commands, his breath grazing my ear. “If you stop, I stop.”“Oh god, Nero,” I shiver, the excitement already bubbling through me. I can’t believe I’m doing this yet again, falling apart in the hands of the monster I intend to ruin.He continues kissing me, his large hands curling around my body from behind, squeezing my breasts through the fabric. A moan slips out between the words falling from my mouth.“No bra.” He squeezes harder, his fingers pinching my nipples through the shirt. I press my legs together at the heat pooling between my legs. “You know I’m going to have to punish you for that, hmm?”“God, yes, Nero.” My head falls back, melting into his warmth and touch.His hands stop suddenly and I let out a groan of protest.“I told you to keep reading.”I force my eyes to focus on the blurry words and continue reading, though the lines aren't sinking in.“Good girl,” he whispers