All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

Luca unlocked the heavy door of the abandoned house and stepped into the pitch-black hallway. He fumbled along the wall for the switch and flipped it, illuminating a stark, empty space. Scanning the area, he saw no sign of Reid in the main room. He walked deeper into the house, dropping the grocery bags filled with rations onto the stained kitchen counter before heading toward the back bedroom.Reid was lying face down on the mattress, eyes closed. Luca walked over, closing the distance, and reached out to press two fingers in front of the man's nose to check if he was breathing.Before his fingers could even settle, Reid’s hand slapped Luca’s arm away with brutal, sudden force.“I am not dead yet, asshole,” Reid growled, his voice gravelly as he rolled onto his back. His bloodshot eyes locked onto Luca’s.“Oh, I thought you finally chose to leave this world for good,” Luca taunted, flashing a mocking smirk. He turned on his heel and walked back into the kitchen, calling over his shoul

“He won’t harm her, Rosa. Trust me,” Luciano said, his voice dropping into a flat, almost bored tone.Luca watched his boss and the Don's wife, then looked back at Lucy, tears still streaming from her eyes. His chest tightened. It infuriated him to the core that his Lucy was suffering through this entire charade. “Boss, you should have told them the truth,” Luca demanded, his tone laced with heavy annoyance. “Why did you let my Lucy cry for hours?”“Keep your voice down, Luca,” Luciano growled, his eyes flashing with sudden fury. “It’s not my fault you can’t keep a secret properly. Don’t you dare have the audacity to blame your failure on me.”Luca swallowed his anger, dropping his gaze. “Sorry, boss.”“Your sorry isn't going to fix anything. You couldn't even keep it from your own girl,” Luciano muttered, his disappointment cutting sharp. “How am I supposed to trust you out there with those bastards chasing you like ghosts? You really disappointed me, Luca.”“What is going on here?”

Luca and Luciano sat in the car. Luca had originally intended to drive, but when Luciano claimed the driver’s seat, Luca didn't argue. He knew better than to question his boss when the man had his mind made up.Noticing that Luca was even quieter than usual, Luciano broke the silence. "First time a woman's put you through the wringer?" Luca let out a soft snort, shaking his head. "First time actually falling in love. So to be honest, I don't know what the hell to expect or what to do.""Well, let me let you in on a little secret I've learned from my own marriage so far," Luciano said. Surprisingly, his tone sounded remarkably light, almost cheerful.Luca glanced over at him, caught off guard. Until now, it had always been the Don asking him for advice on love and women. Now, the tables were turned, and the Don was the one handing out lessons. That was a massive change.Luciano spoke further. “Never expect anything from them, but always meet their expectations first.”Luca suddenly bur

Lucy’s eyes began to glisten with unshed tears. A dull ache settled in her chest; she felt utterly wretched knowing that she was the sole reason behind his pain.“Luca…” she started, her voice cracking.But he turned away, heading toward the bedroom. “Let it go, Lucy. I am tired.”His cold dismissal made her resolve falter for a fraction of a second, but she couldn't just let him walk away. Not when he was hurting like this. She hurried after him and caught his hand again. “I’m sorry, Luca. I never wanted to hurt you. Seeing you like this... it’s killing me.”A heavy sigh escaped him, his jaw clenching. He used his other hand to gently but firmly pry her fingers off his wrist, freeing himself from her grasp. He lifted his eyes then, looking straight into hers. “Lucy, I said… I’m tired. I need time.” Time?The word sent a jolt of pure panic straight through her. How much time? What if space only allowed the distance between them to grow? She couldn't survive a single minute of him shu

"Fuck, baby, you will definitely be the death of me," he muttered, and the next few moments blurred together.He popped the button of his pants, pulling his dick free and stroking it a few times to prep. He spit into his palm, slicking himself down before his hands gripped her ass cheeks, stretching them wide to line the swollen, dark purplish head up against the tight opening of her virgin back hole. Instinctively, her body stiffened, and she held her breath in terrified anticipation of the pain."Release your breath, baby, or it's going to hurt more," he commanded, his voice low and gritty.She let it out, and then, without warning, he buried himself inside her in one hard, deep thrust. No preparation, no foreplay—just a brutal, punishing intrusion. A loud scream tore from her throat, the extreme intensity of the thick, bruising penetration making her own heartbeat ring like a hammer in her ears."Fuck, so tight," he growled in her ear before pulling out almost completely and the