All Chapters of In Bed with the Mafia King: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

“What changed?” I asked him.“Excuse me?”“You said you were afraid that I would see a vulnerable part of you, and you didn’t want that. What changed?” I asked.“I love you, Serena. I realized too late that it was stupid of me to think like that.”His explanation made sense, and I obviously didn’t understand what it felt like to have a traumatic childhood. Mine was amazing. My parents took care of me and loved me more than anything.However, I knew that it wasn’t an excuse to be an asshole. But I was willing to listen to everything he had to say if he told me. I wanted to hear all about his childhood. I wanted to know the man I had pictured my entire life with.“Are you ready to tell me everything? I will not get married to a man whose history I don’t know. I don’t want to be with you if you can’t even tell me what’s going on in your life.”He looked unsure, but as soon as he looked at me, he nodded. I knew he didn’t want to lose me. I still wasn’t sure if the issue with his mother w

I was in shock for a moment there. Nero looked like he was in so much pain that it was consuming him. Guilt was seeping through like he couldn’t contain it. It was like he had spent years pushing it back, and it was finally surfacing.I didn’t know what was going through his mind, but I knew he was replaying everything he’d done over and over again.“She was the first and only innocent person whose life I have taken. Her name was Daisy, and she inspired my first tattoo. I got it on my heart as a reminder that I was too selfish to prioritize her life over mine.”“Thinking back, my mother would have never killed me. I was the best son in terms of combat stats despite being the youngest. And I had good leadership skills and what she called manipulation tactics to make people trust me.”Once again, I was speechless, but I was also confused as to why she was a target. I empathized with Daisy and Nero. Both people were young, and they had their whole lives ahead of them. One lost theirs, an

Nero’s words only made me whimper and push my body into him. He drove me insane when he talked like that. I did belong to him. Even though we had our problems, no reality would exist without him in my life.If there was one, I didn’t want to live in it.“Look at your reflection in the window. You’re so eager to be stuffed with my cock, aren’t you?” He asked.When I didn’t answer, he slapped my breasts. It made me all the more aroused. If it wasn’t for the fact that my hands were tied behind my back, I would have already touched myself to release the tension I felt between my legs.I needed his mouth, his fingers, or his cock inside me badly. Even though he had already given me two orgasms, they were hardly enough when a man as hot and sexy as Nero was standing behind me, whispering about how he was going to fuck me.The thought that someone on the outside might have been watching us and getting off on it turned me on more than I liked to admit. I hated that I had such dirty thoughts, b

Lorenzo and I met at a Chinese restaurant downtown in New York. The restaurant was bustling with people, and there was noise and a lot of smells coming from the kitchen.It may have been in the bad parts of town, but it was a decent restaurant that I had eaten at before. The food was to die for, and it had been my idea to meet there. There were many witnesses, and there was little chance Lorenzo could be executed before he told me what I needed to know.Lorenzo looked as terrible as ever. He was in a worn-out polo shirt and faded jeans, his hair graying, and he looked like he had aged decades since the last time I had seen him. It was actually the first time I had seen him in jeans.He looked around nervously, probably realizing I was there with numerous bodyguards at tables around. They ate like customers and behaved like they were only there for meals, but he knew better.Even Carlos was there to make sure nothing happened to me. He would be on his toes if Lorenzo tried anything. Th

I couldn’t fathom the fact that Lorenzo was dead. He and I had our differences, but there was a time when I saw him as my father. It was better to hate him while he was alive rather than to know he was dead.He meant the world to me once upon a time. To know he was dead affected me more than I thought it would. My hands were shaking as I went over what I would tell Matteo. He was the one who set me up to meet his father.And he ended up dead because of it. I didn’t think something like that could happen to a man like him so soon. I always knew his decisions would one day get him killed, but I don’t think I ever processed it like that.“How the fuck did this happen?” Nero asked. “I thought you were alert.”“We were. The poison he ingested was not in the tea he drank. It must have been ingested before he met Serena. No one at the Chinese restaurant knows anything. He only took that tea, but it was clean.”Carlos was sure the poison was not in the tea. They were trying to figure out what