Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE DON'S CAPTIVE MISTRESS : Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

HAZELI didn’t know how long I was down there at the table, waiting, waiting for Axel to come back. I didn’t even notice when I leaned forward, my arms resting on the polished surface, until I had fallen asleep. Waiting for a man to sit with me, to have dinner with me....a man I wasn’t supposed to expect anything from, a man who didn’t deserve it. Axel didn’t see me like that. We weren’t like that. And yet, for the first time, I thought I could surprise him, do something good for a change, something positive. This place felt different, lighter, and for a moment, I wanted him to see me differently too.But in the end, I was just a girl asleep at a table, the food untouched, candles burning low, alone. No appetite and no one.I suddenly felt my body lift gradually, my eyes fluttering open, and that’s when I saw him....Axel. He had me in his arms, carrying me. “Axel…” I whispered, my voice sleepy.“Go back to sleep,” he murmured. It was quiet, firm, commanding, the way his voice always

HAZELWhen I thought I couldn’t take much more, before I came apart at the seams, Axel somehow managed to cover the whole of my pussy with his mouth and proceeded to suck against my tender and intimate skin, causing a series of violent shudders and spasms that tore me apart in a sea of cries and screams around us both.Still breathing hard, slowly and a little smugly, Axel crawled up and over my body until he blanketed me, gazing into my eyes that were glazed with arousal and satisfaction. He settled between my thighs and I instinctively gripped his shoulders. The friction was a slow, deliberate torture, a tease that left me breathless before he finally began to press inward. I caught my breath, my lungs hitching just like those first few times. I was still so tight it felt like a beautiful ache, but I didn't want him to stop. I could see the strain in his jaw, the sheer force of will he was using to be gentle with me, but I didn't want gentle; I wanted him to be himself and not trea

HAZELAxel laughed softly as he walked toward me, took my hand, and guided me back to bed. He pulled the blanket away and helped me into bed, then covered me again carefully.“I thought you wanted me here,” he answered calmly.Just like that, I remembered this morning. That conversation about sharing a room. One embarrassment at a time, please.“Yes,” I said slowly. “And I remember exactly what you told me.”“Well,” he replied casually, “maybe I changed my mind.”“You did?” I asked, my voice going higher than I intended, higher than I expected.I sounded… ridiculous. Like I had just been told something unbelievable. Like I had just met someone I admired and didn’t know how to react.He didn’t tease me for it. Instead, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to my nose. Then he walked to the other side of the bed and got in. He then turned off the light and pulled me toward him. I didn’t know how to explain it. The way it felt with His arm wrapping around me. The warmth of him. The solid

HAZELVery carefully, I started walking closer towards the sound of voices. I slowed even more as I got closer, crouching slightly, crouching behind a cluster of trees and that’s when I saw them.Men. Two of them. They were dressed casually, but there was something about the way they stood, the way they carried themselves, and the unmistakable guns hidden beneath their shirts and t-shirts.This had to be mafia men. Of course they were.I exhaled slowly, something like relief and irritation settling inside me at the same time. Because these had to be, these had to be Axel’s men. Of course they were. I wasn’t alone here, as I thought I was. Not really.Axel had just made sure I felt like I was here all alone… but that was all a lie. Just like all the lies he keeps feeding me.Why do I even believe a single word from his dirty, crocodile mouth?My jaw tightened slightly at this new discovery as I stopped and started wondering what I should do, why Axel was so obsessed with having control

HAZELOut of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the man in charge. His expression had changed just slightly.“Axel Moretti,” he repeated slowly.My throat went dry, but I forced myself to nod.“Yes.”Silence followed. Heavy and Tense. One of the men near the door let out a quiet breath. Another straightened. The energy in the room shifted completely. Not relaxed or safe. But… different.Where they Axel’s men?The man in front of me turned his head slightly toward Kat, who was still watching me, her face full of that same disgust she always wore when she looked at me. Then he looked back at me, tilting his head, studying me in a whole new way.“And what are you doing all the way out here… alone?” he asked slowly.There was something about the way he asked that question that made him far more dangerous than before. Or maybe it was just my fear speaking.“I…” I swallowed, scrambling for something to say. “I was just walking around.... Axel told me I could walk anywhere.”The man and the