Alle Kapitel von Mafia Ruthless 2: Luciano's Forbidden Desire: Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 120

Chapter 109••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••I sit alone in the driver's seat, the portfolio spread across the passenger side, as I scan through every document, every note and every possibility that could link me to someone… anyone.Most of it is fucking useless, leading to a dead end. It's the same thing I have seen before—invoices, shipping schedules, Cargo declarations, receipts belonging to all those years ago.I'm about to throw the papers away and tag it all as useless when something catches my eye.Something I've seen more than once.“This better be the fucking stuff I'm looking for,” The words leave my mouth the same time I grab a few papers off the passenger seat.If there's one thing I believe in, apart from my instincts, is that people always make the same mistake when it comes to hidden documents. They always think lies and secrets live in bland words on a piece of paper. They don't look in depth, and that makes it difficult for such person to spot what they are really sea

Chapter 111••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••I don't like the look on her face.It's full of sadness. Immense worry.“What’s wrong, Angel?” My words are loud in the quiet night, as I stand outside the convent, with a cigarette in hand, while trying to remain hidden.It's quite pitiful that despite the mounted security, they are still as dumb as before. I'm still able to scale through without getting caught.I know she told me off, asked me to stay away. But when have I really listened to anyone? When have I not followed my own decisions?Never.And I'm not going to start now.Elizabeth has been standing not so close to the window for the last twenty minutes, staring into space with an utterly dejected look on her face. I want to ask her what's wrong. Ask who I need to bury for making her look that way.A cloud of smoke surrounds me when I exhale the content of the cigarette. The smoke a heating sensation against the chilly night.I know it's insane. Standing outside a nun's window,

Chapter 113••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••“Elizabeth,” I call her name in a low warning. “Why were you crying earlier?” She starts looking everywhere else but me. Which only confirms the thoughts I have been having since I heard her say something about being in ‘trouble again.’“I wasn't crying,” she whispers back. “You don't know what you're talking about.”“I know exactly what I'm talking about, Angel. And I'm not about to let you lie to my face.” She gapes at me now, a flicker of fear crossing her face, disappearing so quickly but I caught it.Now I'm definitely not letting this go without an answer.“I wasn't crying. I just… I just had something in my eye. You were down there, thinking about all your chances before climbing up my window. How would you know for sure if I was crying or not?” she denies again, her voice shaky.Something tugs at my chest and I ask, “Are they hurting you in here?” my voice is desperate when I ask, laced with something I don't even recognize.She tr

Chapter 115*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I hook one leg around his waist and pull him to me, shifting my hips, hoping his fingers will slip lower and deeper. I want him inside me. My body is screaming for him to touch those places that only he knows how to reach. Knowing exactly what I want from him, he slides two thick fingers inside me and my pussy squeezes around him as pleasure and heat surges through my body. “You… I…” Those two words are all I can manage as he thrusts deeper, massaging my inner walls as the heel of his palm rubs against my clit until my orgasm starts building to a crescendo. Waves of rippling pleasure start rolling through my core as he buries his face against my neck, dragging his teeth over my sensitive skin.“You hear how wet your cunt is for me?” he asks before he starts to suck on my neck, pulling his fingers all the way out before driving them back in for emphasis. The slick sounds of my pussy are almost drowned out by the blood rushing in my ears as

Chapter 117*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I pull the blankets higher, trying to ward off the sun trying to break in through the windows.I'm about to resume sleeping when the sound of the bells fills my ears, letting me know it's time for morning prayers soon. Which also means one thing—I'm not outside anymore. I am in the convent… in my room.I crack one eye open, studying my environment, then open the other eye. This is actually my room and I'm not imagining things.Last night, I remember the time at the shower, the bike ride with Luciano, but I don't remember getting in bed and tucking myself in.A smile creeps up my face, making my cheeks turn red when I realize it might have been his doing. Slowly, I try to get off the bed, the little soreness in between my thighs reminding me of what we did yesterday.I keep replaying them, scene after scene until I get to the part where my new-found realization dawned on me. Where I realized I have feelings for him.My mood changes instant