All Chapters of Mafia Ruthless 2: Luciano's Forbidden Desire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• She doesn't realize what she's doing to me. I can see it in the way her eyes are squeezed shut, lips parted as she waits for the thunder to pass. It has. But she still clings to me, her fingertips digging into my chest, almost drawing blood. “Please,” she whispers, barely audible. “I hate it when it rains.” I fucking know that. What I don't get is why she won't tell me why. She’s keeping me in the dark and expects me to just go along with it. The moment the library is calm again, I take hold of her chin and lock eyes with her. “Tell me everything.” I don't need to explain because she knows what I'm asking. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, then she lets out a shaky breath. She again tries to avoid the topic when she says, “There is nothing to tell.” Then she adds quickly while trying to get off me, “I should go back, it's late.” I tighten my grip on her, keeping her steady. There's no way in hell I'm letting her go without a

Chapter 53 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* I have never been more confused as I am now, as I am whenever Luciano is close. It's like he pulls my senses out, smashes it and turns it to an evaporating substance. And that's why bringing up what happened at the party was my closest bait to making him leave me alone. It really hurt to bring it up, because I told myself after Gemma asked for my help that I wouldn't speak about it or care about it. She's his fiancé after all. He is meant to touch her… not me. Thinking he can lie to me about why he did what he did is enough to make me feel pity for myself. I'm no fool if he thinks an answer like that would settle well with me. I'm well aware of the raging footsteps behind me as I try to walk out of the library, but I dare not look back. My heart keeps thumping loudly against my chest, reminding me that I've got a dangerous man chasing after me—like literally behind me! I'm just about to pull the door handle when stronger hands grab me,

Chapter 55*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*No man has ever touched me like this before now, especially in my most intimate parts. The fact that my legs are spread apart so wide for him to see how wet and dripping I am makes me panic in embarrassment.At this point, I'm expecting him to take off his pants but he hasn't done that yet, neither does he look like he is planning to do so any time soon. He just stands there, spreading my legs further apart, darting his tongue across his lips while looking like he's about to do something extremely carnal and blasphemous to me.Something that'll push my guardian angel into taking a permanent vacation away from me and never coming back.Something extremely sacrilegious.When I look up to meet his eyes, there's nothing but absolute lust and blazing desire in them.“I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time,” he utters, and then he spreads my legs even further, lowers his head and brings his lips closer to my core—totally confusing me because I

Chapter 57 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* As usual, all the sisters storm out the moment Luciano drives through the gate. We do this all the time when there is a new visitor or an unrecognizable car coming in. Because we hardly have visitors, except during Sunday service. I'm not aware of how tightly I'm gripping my dress until Luciano's hand hovers around mine for a second, then covers it fully. “Let’s go, Elizabeth,” his voice is commanding, but when I look at him, all I can see is a reassuring gaze that tells me he's here, that everything will be okay. Although I know the last thing I should be doing is getting down this car with a criminal, a mobster when all the sisters look all judgy and curious, but I still do it. I let Luciano open the door for me, and I get down. There's a gasp from the far end of the convent, and when I look up to know what caused the noise, I realize they are all staring at Luciano. This is their first time seeing him up and close, suddenly I want

Chapter 59 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• I would rather be anywhere but here. But when vengeance fuels your motive, it doesn't matter the lines you have to cross. You just do it without thinking. I chose this restaurant for a reason. It's the only one I trust not to have media personalities flocking through the door every now and then. It's the perfect place to maintain privacy without interruption. The perfect place to meet with my wife-to-be. When I made the phone call, she was more than excited to come on a date with me. I don't know how people do it—fall in love with someone you just met. I hope Gemma realizes I would not be reciprocating her feelings for me. I don't have the ability to feel such things. With the way she's sitting, it dawns on me that she has been waiting for quite a while, minutes to be precise. “How long has she been waiting?” I asked Giorgio, the restaurant’s manager. He knows who I am, knows what I'm capable of. Which is why when he opens his mou