All Chapters of The Mafia Lord's Temporary Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

STEFFANO“What do you mean non-bailable, Sir?” Alexa asked sharply. “Are you saying Steffano’s going to jail?”“If this escalates to a higher court, yes,” the lawyer replied calmly. “For now, he’ll remain in custody. Mr. Davidson’s case falls under aggravated assault resulting in serious bodily injury. Given the victim’s condition, this is not something the court will take lightly.”He paused, then added,“Your best option is to reach a settlement with the Buenaventura. Otherwise, he will be prosecuted.”Alexa exhaled sharply. “Alright. We’ll talk to Cairo.”“And say what?” I cut in coldly. “Beg him? No, thanks.”“Steffano, come on!” Giselle snapped, pacing in frustration. “If you don’t talk to Cairo and his family, they will press charges. You’ll end up in prison!”She threw her hands up. “Unbelievable. I’m done. What is it about that woman that makes you lose your mind every single time?!”“Steffano,” Alexa tried again, calmer this time, “I know Aunt Leah. They won’t let this go unl

My heart started pounding the moment Cairo pulled me into a tight embrace.A racing heartbeat always has a reason.Either you have feelings for that person…Or you’re afraid of them.And right now—I knew exactly which one it was.Fear.“I—I have to go,” I stammered, pushing against his shoulder.“Stay, Olivia… please. I’m begging you.”I gathered all my strength and shoved him away.I froze.Tears were streaming down his face.“I was looking for you!” he cried, his voice breaking. “I kept asking myself why you stood me up that day! Just give me a damn answer! Was it revenge? Were you mad at me? Did you think I just sent you away like you meant nothing?!”I stepped back as his tears kept falling.Damn…He’s really crying.Does he really love Olivia this much?“I was going to follow you!” he continued desperately. “Even if I lost everything—everything—I was ready! I couldn’t accept how fast you moved on after we broke up… how you got pregnant by your childhood friend.”“I’m not blaming

“S-Steffano… s-stop…” I whispered as his mouth closed around my nipple, his fingers moving between my thighs with practiced ease.Heat coiled low in my stomach, tightening fast—too fast—like I could fall apart any second, even though he had barely started.He really was like fire—igniting everything in me.“Ahhh—!” I cried out when I felt his fingers slip inside me.“S-stop—!” I gasped again as he picked up his pace, his long fingers thrusting deeper while his other hand tugged at my hardened peak.My back arched, my hands gripping his hair as he slowly trailed downward—over my stomach, my navel—like every inch of me belonged to him.“Oh f*ck, Steffano…”“Do you really want me to stop?” he asked, suddenly going still.I bit my lip, shaking my head helplessly.“N-no… please… don’t…”A low chuckle left him before he continued, slower at first—then deeper—until his mouth joined in, sending shockwaves through me.My legs stretched out, trembling as I lost control, my body tightening—And

“Are you excited, Savvy?”“Not really.”“Oh please,” Stephie teased, grinning. “You say that now, but later you’ll be running straight to the beach. Right, Mommy?”She had been teasing her twin nonstop since this morning.I gently pinched the tip of her nose. “Why don’t you take a rest, sweetheart? It’s still a long drive. You’ll need your energy later.”“But I’m not—” She stopped mid-sentence as a yawn escaped her.I laughed softly. “You’re already sleepy.”I wrapped an arm around her and guided her head to rest against my chest. Then I felt Steffano’s arm slide around me, pulling me closer as he rested my head against his shoulder.Stephie and Savvy sat between us.“You should sleep too,” he murmured. “I know you’re tired.”I looked up at him and frowned when I caught the teasing smile on his lips.“You’re the one who exhausted me,” I whispered, pinching his side. He let out a quiet laugh.“Exactly. So sleep. I might wear you out again later.”My eyes widened, and I pinched him hard

“Why are they even here?” Steffano muttered, his expression unreadable as he watched Lucian and the others already splashing around in the water.“Hey! Join us!” Lucian shouted, waving wildly at us. “Stop isolating yourselves over there!”He was about to run toward us when Alexa suddenly scooped up a handful of sand and threw it straight at him.“Alexa—my eyes!”“Serves you right!” she snapped, clearly still annoyed after he had thrown her into the water earlier.“Oh, it serves me right, huh? You’re dead!” Lucian yelled, immediately chasing after her.Alexa shrieked and ran, laughing and screaming at the same time.I couldn’t help but laugh at the chaos. Their energy filled the shoreline, completely opposite to Boston and Sigmund, who sat quietly on the sand a few feet away from us—calm, observant, almost detached from the madness.When I turned to Steffano, I found him watching the scene with clear irritation in his eyes.“Don’t you feel happy your friends are here?” I asked, amused.