Mafia Ruthless 2: Luciano's Forbidden Desire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Chapter 71 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• Fuck. There are three rules I live by. One: Always trust your instincts, no matter the situation. Secondly, don't make stupid mistakes that will get you killed. And lastly—never, ever, get yourself an addiction—a weakness, because it'll only serve as a tool for your enemies, and damn if I didn't just smash that one straight through a wall. “Luciano,” she pants, giving me a look that takes everything in me not to rail my cock back into her. Whenever she calls my name like that, it's like she's playing some mind game with me, something similar to hypnosis. And I fall deep into her sorcery every single time. I pull her closer to me, as if the feel of her body perfectly molded to mine will somehow make me forget about the consequences of my obsession to her. Because that's what it is—an obsession, an addiction, and a forbidden one at that. I don't do nice after sex. I never have. And that's because I believe that once the deed is don

Chapter 73 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* If they decide to hand out medals to every nun who sneaks in and out of the convent successfully, I'll probably have a hundred medals hung around my neck. Maybe even a thousand if it's on a really good day. At this point, I could be guilty for breaking and entering. Truth is, I can't tell when everything really went down the drain. No, lying is a sin. It's a commandment I shouldn't break. Although it seems I've been doing that more often these days. So let me rephrase that— I can tell when things actually went down the drain. My vows, my faith, everything was going smoothly till he came along. And now, I'm doubting myself, doubting the history of every single decision I've ever made up until this point. “Stop here please,” I whisper to the man beside me who hasn't said a word since he started driving. He didn't even try to interrogate me further, or probe me about the fact that Luciano did not inform him about taking me home. Not a

Chapter 75 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* “Where have you been, Sister Elizabeth?” she demands, her voice laced with restrained rage. Every eye in the chapel burns into me. Some bearing suspicion, some have shock in them while the others are already condemning. Her question leaves me stunned, speechless for a minute. I don't know what to say or how to form words that would make sense at this moment. I know no matter what I finally cook up, none of it would align with what Mother Roselyn is thinking. Her accusatory look says it all. “Have you suddenly lost your sense of hearing? Huh?” I shake my head, trying to hold back the tears gathering in my eyes. “So speak up. Where have you been? And don't even give me the tale of going out for a stroll around the convent. I've had enough of your lies, Elizabeth.” She eyes me warily as she speaks, still waiting for an answer. “Do not lie to me,” she snaps again. “Do not dare stand in the house of God and lie.” When I look around, th

Chapter 77 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* Maybe, this isn't really what it is. Maybe, all of this is a dream, and this is supposed to be the horrifying part of it. Maybe, I didn't just sneak out of the convent and walk into my sister's engagement party with a man who I recently had sex with… for the first time. Maybe I didn't just watch my sister and this same man kissing like they're in love and I'm the intruder. Maybe, there's an explanation, or perhaps, there's not. There are too many maybe-s, and I don't know which one to believe. When I left the convent, my sole aim was to get help from the only man that might be able to trace Leah and get her back to us. What I didn't expect was to walk into a gathering filled with people happy for the engaged couple. I didn't expect to see Gemma kissing him. As I find my way through the crowd, hoping Luciano didn't see me due to the sound of the broken vase, dread settles across my shoulders like an old friend. No. It can't be. They

Chapter 79 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* It's crazy how fast situations can change. One moment I was trying to tell Luciano how I felt when I saw him kiss Gemma, and the next moment Mama holds my hand as she leads me through the guests… away from him. I don't know where she is taking me to and I don't ask either. The feeling of finally being noticed by Mama engulfs me completely that I'm too unbothered to care where our next destination is. We walk down the hallway for a while before she walks us both into a secluded passage that huge mansions like this usually have. “Mama, what are we—” My words get stuck in my throat as Mama pushes me towards a wall, raising her hand to me soon after. SMACK! The harsh slap leaves me a bit unsettled. All I can see now are stars dancing around my head that it takes me more than a minute to regain my balance. The intensity of how hard she hit me makes my cheeks sting with effort, my eyes already brimming with tears. Maybe, I spoke too soon.