All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

He filled her so entirely that it stole the breath from her lungs. Luciano held still for a fraction of a second, his muscles trembling under her hands as he acclimated to the tight, pulsing heat of her clamping down around him."God, you're so slick," he groaned against her neck, before he began to move. “So wet for me!”He pulled back until he was nearly out, torturing her with the withdrawal, before hammering back into her. The blunt rhythm was frantic and heavy. Every upward stroke slammed her hips hard against the wall, the slapping of skin echoing in time with her ragged hitches of breath. Rosa clung to him like a lifeline, her slick walls gripping him fiercely with every hard, deep plunge, trapping him in her space and refusing to let him leave. She could feel every inch of his thick veins stretching her inside, creating a friction that rapidly built a blinding, unbearable heat at her core. He looked deep into her eyes, witnessing a raw, intense hunger that perfectly mirrored t

She wasn't showing him, but her heart was terrified that he might refuse to accept the baby if it turned out to be a son instead of the princess he wanted.He lifted his head slightly to look at her, but then he leaned back down, nuzzling his face deeply into her stomach. The scratch of his stubble even through the flimsy fabric of her silk nightie made her giggle softly as he declared, “I just know it's my daughter.” The absolute, unshakeable confidence in his voice was too much to resist, and Rosa wasn't able to suppress her smile this time.“Okay, Daddy, now let's go. I need to check your wounds,” she insisted, gently pushing at his shoulders to get him to stand up.At first, he looked reluctant to move, so she added firmly, “Don't even think of delaying it. I need to do it right now.”Luciano lifted his head again. A dark, intense look washed over his handsome face, and his deep voice dropped an octave as he asked, “What did you just call me?”Rosa furrowed her brows, quickly trac

A wave of profound, staggering relief washed over his features. He nodded instantly, wrapping his large arms around her waist and burying his face right back into her lap.“And I promise I will never stop until I erase that memory from your mind, piccola,” Luciano vowed against her skin, his voice muffled but fierce. “Just never leave me.”Rosa finally let out the breath she had been holding, her heart settling into a warm, genuine peace.“Only if you won't break my heart again,” she murmured, feeling so emotional and vulnerable that the words just spilled out of her before she could stop them.“Never, amore mio,” he swore, lifting his head to kiss her knuckles again. He hesitated, searching her face before asking quietly, “Baby... you aren't upset, are you?”He was genuinely terrified. He was scared that by bringing up the wrong topic, he had completely ruined everything they had built today. She had finally agreed to their marriage, and they had shared such an intimate time and beaut

“It wasn't my dream to be your unwanted bride, FYI,” Rosa snapped, her voice trembling with a lethal mix of anger and old pain.If she had known that the day she thought would be her fairytale dream would actually become the start of her living nightmare, she never would have walked down that aisle to him.“I am sorry,” was the only response he gave her in his low and heavy voice.Sorry.When he didn't have a tactical explanation or a way to defend himself, he just used that single, useless word he recently learned to speak. Sorry.“You were going to marry her,” she murmured, voice dropping as she voiced the terrifying realization that had been haunting her, no matter how hard she tried to bury it for the sake of her own peace of mind. “You would have gone through with your plan to marry her in the next five days if I hadn't returned with your son... and if I weren't carrying your second baby right now. Right?”She stared at him, Laura’s cruel words echoing in her head—reminding her of

Laura quickly picked up her phone and dialed Francesca, her partner in crime, but she didn't answer. She didn't stop, continuously texting and calling her. Ever since she had received that text from Luciano, sleep had completely left her, taking her peace and comfort with it. She wouldn't let anyone sleep peacefully while she was burning with rage and impatience.But Francesca wasn't bothered by the calls or texts; she had put her phone on silent and was sleeping peacefully, entirely unaware of the storm coming for them. This enraged Laura even more. Now, she was angry at both the mother and the son.The sunrise had long since come and gone, but Laura was still trapped in the same sleepless blur. She stared blankly into her mug, bracing for the inevitable jittery crash of what felt like her twentieth coffee of the day. When the sharp buzz of the doorbell finally cut through the silence, she winced, set the mug down with a hollow clatter, and dragged herself to the entryway.Francesca s