Semua Bab The Billionaire's Pet: Bab 1 - Bab 8

SOPHIAThe thing about funerals is that they're supposed to be sad. My husband's own was terrifying.I stood in the back corner of my bedroom and watched my dead husband's father, Big Mike pace like a caged animal. "You will do as I say, Sophia." His voice was eerily calm, which was somehow worse than his usual roar. "Or I swear to God, your mother will be dead within the week."It was just two hours since David had been lowered into his grave but it was apparently more than enough time for Big Mike to decide what to do with his dead son's wife."Please, Mike. David promised he would keep paying for her treatment. I'm still his wife. That has to count for something." I begged. "His widow," Mike corrected, and then his hand cracked across my face so fast I didn't see it coming.Pain exploded across my cheekbone. I stumbled back, catching myself on the edge of the dresser, and tasted blood on my tongue."You're his widow, which means you're mine now. You do not speak while I'm speaki

SOPHIAMike found the pad, and the blood, and his hand quickly disappeared from between my legs. "Fuck," he cursed, disgust clear in his voice."I'm sorry, Big Mike, if you want, I can still…" I made myself gesture vaguely toward him, and I wanted to vomit at the implication, but desperate times required desperate measures."No. That's fucking disgusting, bitch. I'm not interested.” He climbed off the bed, and the relief was so intense I felt dizzy. His eyes were cold and hard now. "You have three days, Sophia. Three days until your period ends. And if you try to run or call someone, or do anything except wait here like a good girl, I will tie you to that bed and invite every man in my organization to fuck you until you're begging me to kill you. Do you understand?"I understood. "Yes, Big Mike.""We'll continue this conversation on Sunday. In the meantime, stay in your room. I'll have Neza bring you meals."I waited until his footsteps faded down the hall, and I heard his office d

SOPHIA Thirty minutes after giving Cassian Devine the best blow job of his life, I was following him up to his penthouse suite. I hadn't known he owned a penthouse, but I should have. The Winters family owned the biggest Mafia run clubs in New York, but Cassian had enough connections to be feared. We stopped at a wide, wooden door and he swiped a card to unlock it. “You'll be safe here. No one who isn't family is allowed onto the property without my permission.” We walked down a hallway lined with prints of a beautiful woman I didn't recognize. She was about forty in the frames, but there was something dead about her eyes. My head spinning with nerves, relief, arousal and heavy exhaustion, I looked at Cassian, waiting for him to say something. That half-smile was back, giving me the uncomfortable sense that he was reading my mind. "This will be your room for the duration of your stay. I need to get back to work, but I'll be back after five tonight.”I nodded, watching as he turn

CASSIANSophia's breathing was ragged behind me as I headed for the elevator.My head or security, Marcus met me in the lobby, his gun already drawn. "Sal's leading them, and he's demanding a meeting."I nodded "Then let's not disappoint him.”I stepped out of the lobby. There were twenty men spread across the street like roaches, and in the center stood Sal Moretti, Big Mike's favorite enforcer. He was six-four, with a face that looked like it had been used as a punching bag most of his life."Devine," Sal called out. "We're here for the girl."I stopped about ten feet away, my hands in my pockets. "No.""You don't want to do this, Devine. Mr. Winters wants his daughter-in-law back. You give her to us, we leave, and everyone goes home happy.""Sophia isn't going anywhere. She's under my protection now.”My cock was still half-hard from having her on her knees earlier, her pretty mouth stretched around me. The memory of her tongue sliding up my shaft made my jaw clench.Sal's face da