All Chapters of Running From The Mafia CEO: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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A stab to the chest.

Lucien’s POV I’m seated alone when Jamie rushes into the building, the sound of his boots heavy on the ground. “Lucien!” he yells my name, out of breath. He stops when he gets to the table, glancing around. He spots the trail of blood leading away from the table. “Did you kill him?” He exhales heavily, running his fingers through his hair. “I know he’s a monster and all, but if you killed your brother—” I give him a side glance that stops his ramble. “Would you rather I let him walk away? To try a second time?” “We don’t know if it was him. The substitute teacher couldn’t identify the man properly or recall any distinguishing features because it was rush hour. She had to deal with the kids and a few parents.” He drops into a chair. “It might’ve been the agent. He might’ve wanted her as leverage. A bargaining tool.” “For what?” Jamie purses his lips for a moment. “His freedom? He knows you’re after him, and I doubt your brother…” he trails off, staring at me. I rub my

Racing against time

Maya’s POV“Mummy?”“Mm?”I pull my eyes away from the window and turn back to her, forcing a small smile onto my face. “Yes, baby?”Adrianna studies me for a moment, her lips pursing thoughtfully as she tilts her head. “Are you okay?”“Me?” I let out a light laugh, shaking my head as if the idea itself is ridiculous. “I’m fine.”Her expression doesn’t change. If anything, the concern in her eyes deepens.“You took my bag and gave me yours,” she says, lifting the strap of the purse hanging awkwardly off her small shoulder like evidence in a trial.I glance down at it.Right.“And you walked into the wrong class to look for me,” she continues, counting each point off on her fingers with careful seriousness.“That was just a mistake,” I say quickly. “You’re early too,” she adds, lifting another finger. “You’re never early.”“I’m never late either, am I?” I say, letting out a small laugh as I try to lighten the moment. It doesn’t work. “Okay,” I clear my throat, like I’m abo

Racing Against Time II

Lucien’s POV My phone rings. I turn it over without a glance, putting the shrill sound out of my head. I turn to my father again, my hands behind my back and my voice thin with frail patience. “Your son,” I tell him. “You severely underestimated him.” “You,” I laugh wryly, “thought he needed my help. That he was almost as useless as Antonio, but it turns out that he’d been stealing from you all along. How did it make you feel?” He stares at me. “Disappointed, I’m sure,” I answer for him. I take a step closer to his chair. “He and I had a chat. He was more than willing to put a bullet through your head to take over the company.” My father turns pale.“I wonder if Antonio feels the same way,” I say, rubbing my chin. “I mean,” I chuckle dryly, my shoulders shaking with genuine mirth, “you basically cut him off. And now he’s married to a woman more ambitious than he ever was.” I stop when I can smell the sick on his warm breath, leaning over. “What do you think,” I whisper, “he’ll

Racing Against Time III

Lucien’s POVI dial Jamie’s number again as I get off the highway, minutes into Maya’s neighborhood. “Have you found her?” My voice feels raw, scraped against my throat. “Yes,” he says, relief in his voice. “I just pulled into the gas station. I can see her now. She—” he pauses. “She’s with Adrianna. They’re both safe.” My shoulders tremble, strength leaving me for a moment as air rushes out of my lungs. My grip falters as I gulp in a shaky breath. “Good,” I whisper. “Guard them with your life, Jamie.” “I will,” he says briskly. “A sedan,” he adds. “She says it was a sedan trailing her. A brown sedan. She didn’t catch the full plate numbers.” He gives me a couple digits. “Do you want to…speak to her directly?” My breath catches. My chest squeezes. I do. I desperately want to hear her voice. “No,” I shake my head. “Keep them safe.” I end the call before I can change my mind. I need to keep my distance. If I hear her voice, I might break my promise. I tuck my phone into my pocket

Running to You

Maya’s POV“It’s huge!” Adrianna exclaims, racing into the house before I can say anything. The man at the door tips his head, and I nod slightly, before following suit. The grand foyer looks like something out of an architectural digest, with white walls, tall windows, and polished wooden floors, with a black-lined pathway leading deeper into the mansion. I gaze at the chandelier hanging in the space between two sweeping stairs leading to the other floors, my mouth parting slightly in awe. Tiny gemstone shine in rainbow colors and they reflect off a painting hanging on a north wall. It’s gorgeous. “It has to be one of his houses,” I mutter to myself as I take the south stairs, following the sound of Adrianna’s voice. Jamie said it was a safe house. Before he handed us over to someone else, I wanted a hotel, somewhere I could hide under a false name until I’d booked a ticket for both of us out of the country. But he promised we’d be safe here—asked me to trust him. To trust Luc

Desire I

Lucien’s POV I stumble backwards, nearly knocked off my feet as Maya launches herself at me. She throws her arms around my neck, holding me tight. “Lucien,” she whispers. “Lucien.” She clings to me, burying her face in my chest. My jaw clenches as I cradle the back of her head, my fingers threading gently through her hair. I hold her tight—not wanting to let go— feeling my heart pound loudly in my ears. I’m glad I came. I almost talked myself out of it, tried convincing myself that I was only going to leave again. I was only going to break her heart…Adrianna’s heart, for the umpteenth time. But I found myself heading here before I realized I’d taken the wrong route. I couldn’t…I needed to see her so much that it felt like I was going to die. Maya’s hands slide lower, her fingers clutching my shirt. I feel something wet on my skin. “I’m here,” I murmur hoarsely as something breaks inside of me. “I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner.” I kiss her forehead, burying my face in her hair.

Desire II

Lucien’s POVI deepen the kiss instantly, angling my head, my grip tightening as I pull her closer, closing every inch of space between us. Her fingers clutch at my shirt, fisting the fabric as she holds on, and I feel the slight tremble in her hands.My tongue brushes against her lower lip, slow at first, testing.She responds, opening for me.The kiss turns deeper, hungrier, my tongue sliding against hers, slow and deliberate before it turns rougher, more demanding, like I’m trying to consume every breath she gives me.She answers me just as fiercely.Her grip tightens, her body pressing closer, her breath hitching as the kiss shifts from something emotional into something dangerously close to overwhelming.My hand slides from her hair to her jaw, my thumb brushing along her cheek as I tilt her head slightly, taking more, giving more, not willing to pull back.There’s nothing but the heat of her mouth, the way she moves against me, the way every breath we take feels shared.When I f

Raw Desire III

Lucien’s POVMy cock throbs inside her, swollen and relentless, every thrust drawing a broken gasp from her lips. The way her cunt clenches around me, wet and desperate, tells me she’s close again. Too soon. I want more.“I haven’t fucked you yet,” I murmur, my mouth tipping with a pleased smile. “And you’re about to have an orgasm?”“I—” she shudders, her mouth falling open as I thrust in slowly. “I don’t know.” “I do,” I say proudly, lazily thrusting in and out. “You want me as much as I want you. We crave each other, mi amor.”My hands grip her ass to steady her position, and I turn, striding down the hall toward the first door on the left—the main suite. The wood is cool under my palm as I kick it open, the hinges groaning softly. The room is vast, the bed a monstrous thing draped in black silk, the sheets still pristine, untouched. Perfect.I toss her onto the mattress, and she bounces once, twice, her hair fanning out around her like a dark halo. Her chest heaves, her blouse

While I make love to you

Lucien’s POV“Lucien…” Her brows crease, and I hesitate when she pulls her lower lip between her teeth, in thought. “What is it, mi amor?”She shakes her head, but the worry doesn’t leave her eyes. I trace her eyebrows, the defined curve below them, her cheekbones, the faint trail of hair on either side of her face. My fingers brush over her lips, her breath warm against my skin. “What is it?” I ask softly. “Your brother,” she says. “I know, Antonio,” she murmurs. “But Salvatore’s different. You said you thought he sent the man to Adrianna’s school—which means he’s capable of hurting her, too.”“He wouldn’t,” I say firmly, smiling a little as I gently caress her cheek with the back of my fingers. “I made sure to leave a warning.”Her brows shoot up, scrunching slightly. “A warning? You confronted him?”I shake my head. “No. Not really. Remember Switzerland?” She nods. “I found out who Kendall was working for.”“Him.”I swallow thickly as I nod. “Yeah. My brother’s been stealing fr

Safe Space

Maya’s POV The sound of laughter wakes me from sleep. I pull the pillow closer with a frustrated groan, digging my heels into the sheets. A little more sleep. I haven’t slept up to three hours, and my body’s sore all over. It’s my fault—and Lucien’s—and while I’m certainly not complaining, I don’t think I could get out of bed without my legs wobbling. Yup. That’s what happens when you’re determined to get naked in every single room in a house that has too many of them. We ended up in an unused study after swimming laps in the pool…and well, we made a bunch of noise pushing things around. Then, Lucien dragged me to the kitchen, where he made cereal, because it was the only thing in the pantry. My stomach grumbles loudly, and I wrap my hands around it when a sharp pain slices through. Food. I need to eat. “Ugh,” I groan, dragging myself out of bed. My knees wobble, as I’d expected, but I don’t crumple to the ground, thankfully. I glance around. Robe. My clothes are somewhere…

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