Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Banker: An Alpha Male Dark Mafia Romance: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 169

SienaMartina hadn’t calmed down since we started living alone.She missed her father all the time.It was incredibly sweet, but also heartbreaking.I missed our old home. I missed Cato. I missed the life we used to have…as a family.But Cato continued to refuse me.After breakfast that morning, I hurried upstairs when I heard Martina crying. I barely made it to her crib before I had to take a detour and rush to the bathroom. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, and just as I reached the toilet, I threw up.My breakfast came up, and once the food was out of my stomach, I felt better.Must have been the eggs.When I remembered the last time I was sick like this, I leaned against the wall and nearly lost my breath. I’d been sick every morning until the realization hit me—that I was pregnant. Without even taking a pregnancy test, I knew the truth. “Why does Cato always get me pregnant…?” For a brief moment, I was happy, imagining having a son in his likeness. But then I remembered the sit

I arrived at Siena’s house later that evening. All the lights were on in the windows, and my men were spread around the perimeter to make sure no one crossed the property line without permission.My eyes lingered on the front door, and I remembered all the nights I would stop by unannounced. I’d pick the lock and help myself inside like I owned the place—like I owned her. Then I’d take her body well into the night, coming inside her as much as I could because it gave me more pleasure than anything else in life. Her home was cozy and comfortable, possessing a charm my estate could never replicate.Probably because it was filled with her presence.I walked up to the door, and instead of letting myself inside, I knocked.“It’s open,” she called from within.I stepped inside and heard Siena washing the dishes in the kitchen. The faucet turned off, and she walked back into the living room to greet me. She didn’t seem surprised to see me, like she’d been expecting me all night.“Where is sh

Our wedding day wasn’t traditional in any way whatsoever.We decided to get married at the town hall with a few friends and family members before we returned to our house for a private dinner. It wasn’t fancy, but it was certainly special to us.We agreed to see each other for the first time just before we left for the town hall. He would wait at the bottom of the stairs for me, and I would make my grand appearance walking down all those flights of stairs in my mama’s wedding dress.I wore the bracelet Cato gave to me, along with pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. My mother had been a classy woman, so her dress was classy too. I stepped out of my bedroom and reached the top stair, my eyes immediately looking for Cato at the bottom.There he stood, in a deep blue suit with a matching tie. His eyes had been focused on my position because he’d been waiting for this moment for a long time. The second he saw at me, his eyes homed in further, and the corner of his mouth rose in a smile. S

I looked her up and down, from her perfect tits to her perfect legs. She could get anything she wanted, flaunting her sexiness like that. “I bet.” I pulled out my wallet and left the cash on the table. I also pulled out a business card, a single white card with a black skull on the back. “Call me if you change your mind. I’d be happy to be your next climax.” I scooted to the very edge of the stool, leaned forward, and then scooped my hand into those luscious black strands. I gripped the back of her hair tightly before I pressed my mouth lightly against hers. Plump and soft, her lips tasted like candy. So sweet and addictive, they made me wonder if she tasted that way everywhere, especially between her legs. My mouth treasured the initial contact, the slight surprise in her lips as they parted slightly.She kissed me back, invited me to take her mouth. Her kiss was still restrained, like she hadn’t gotten past the shock that I’d kissed her right in the middle of the bar, not giving a d