The Mafia Boss Is After My Life のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

In the cafeteria, they grabbed their food. Jems got a salad and a sandwich, while Ethan loaded his tray with what looked like enough food to feed a small army. When they headed toward a table by the windows, Christopher followed and sat down right next to Jems.Ethan stared at him in disbelief. "You're... sitting with us?""That's my job," Christopher said calmly, pulling out his own sandwich. "I go where she goes.""Right," Ethan said, the single word dripping with barely concealed frustration. "Of course."He sat down across from Jems. If looks could kill, Christopher would have been a pile of ash on the floor. Jems wanted to crawl under the table and die. This was supposed to be a nice lunch, maybe even romantic, if she was being honest with herself. It should have been just her and Ethan, talking and laughing and getting to know each other better. Instead, she had her bodyguard sitting right there, monitoring everything like they were in a high-security prison instead of a high sc

Two weeks had passed since Ethan asked Jems to the party.Two peaceful, blissfully quiet weeks where Don Emilio seemed to have vanished into thin air. No threats, no attacks, no ominous messages. Just silence. Jems had almost started to believe that maybe, just maybe, the nightmare was finally over.Even her father had been quiet. No phone calls, no attempts to reach out, no dramatic declarations. Richard Dawson had simply disappeared from their lives, and Emily seemed lighter for it, like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.Jems had just finished her last exam that afternoon. Chemistry had been brutal but manageable thanks to Ethan's patient tutoring over the past two weeks. Now the entire school was buzzing with excitement about the upcoming party, the traditional post exam celebration that everyone looked forward to all year.Jems and Mira were walking toward their cars, the late afternoon sun warm on their faces, when Mira elbowed her with a mischievous grin."Sooooo," Mi

He pushed forward slightly, just the tip, and Jems gasped at the unfamiliar sensation. It didn't hurt exactly, but it was strange, intense, overwhelming."Breathe," Ethan coached, his voice strained. "Just breathe, baby."Jems forced herself to breathe, to relax, and Ethan pushed in a little more. There was pressure, fullness, a slight burning sensation that made her tense up."Look at me," Ethan said, and Jems opened her eyes to find him watching her intently. "You're doing so good. So good. Just a little more."He pushed in further, and the burning intensified, and Jems couldn't help the small cry that escaped her lips.Ethan stilled immediately. "Do you want me to stop?""No," Jems said, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Keep going. I want all of you."He moved again, slowly, carefully, until finally, finally, he was fully inside her, and they were connected in the most intimate way possible.For a moment, neither of them moved. They just stayed there, foreheads pressed toge

"I am so sorry," he said. "I tried to call you, tried to text you, but nothing went through. I was going to come to your place this morning to explain." "Explain what?" Jems asked. "That my entire family descended on my house last night and completely ruined our plans," Ethan said miserably. "They're staying for the whole summer. I wanted to tell you before you came here, but..." "It's okay," Jems said, even though her own disappointment was crushing. "We can reschedule. It's not a big deal." "It is a big deal," Ethan said. "I wanted today to be perfect for you. I had everything planned." He looked so genuinely upset that Jems couldn't help but smile. She reached out and squeezed his hand. "Any day with you is perfect," she said softly. "Even if your entire family is here." Ethan smiled, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. "You're amazing. You know that?" Before Jems could respond, there was a knock on the door. "Ethan!" It was his grandmother's voice. "Stop hidi

"I... I'd have to ask my mom," she said."Of course," Ethan said. "Call her right now. I'll give you privacy."He stepped out of the room, and Jems pulled out her phone with shaking hands. She called Emily, who answered on the second ring."Hey, baby. Everything okay?""Yeah, Mom, everything's fine. Um, I'm at Ethan's house," Jems said."Ethan Reynolds?" Emily's voice immediately brightened with warmth."Yep," Jems replied."Oh, how is he? I haven't seen him in a few weeks.""He's good. Really good, actually. Mom, we're... we're dating now."There was a pause, and then Emily's delighted squeal nearly burst Jems' eardrums. "DATING?! Oh my God, Jems! This is wonderful! When did this happen?""This morning," Jems admitted, her face heating up even though her mother couldn't see her. "It's really new.""I'm so happy for you, sweetheart! Ethan is such a good person, kind, respectful, and hardworking. His parents raised him well. I couldn't have picked a better boy for you myself!""Thanks,