Semua Bab Sold 2 The Mafia Boss : Bab 61 - Bab 69

_DAISY POV’t seen or heard from anyone since Viktor and Father left. I missed Enzo so much; I missed his smile, his teasing, and his voice. Through it all, I’d come to realize that I did not just like Enzo. I loved him with all of my heart. He was the first and only man I had ever loved, and it pained me that he would be searching for me without rest or sleep.I heard sounds coming from behind the door, making me sit up straight, prepared for whosoever was entering.“You look so pretty tied up like this.” He walked up to me, his bad breath fanning my face. His hand came up from his side, making me instinctively flinch, but he didn’t hit me as I expected him to. Instead, he stroked my cheeks. “Seeing you like this turns me on,” he said as he trailed his eyes over my body, his hands moving down to my breast.“I-I want t-to use the r-restroom,” I lied, wanting him to stop touching me.His hand suddenly ca

_DAISY’S POVI sat on the chair in front of Xavier’s surgery room with the whole family. Papa was holding Mama together as she wept silently; Matteo held Isadora as she sobbed on his shoulder. Enzo sat beside me, holding me close to him. It had been five hours since I woke up from the hospital bed, begging to see Xavier. The rest of the family flew in after they heard the news, and we all hadn’t left these chairs since then.I couldn’t help but think it is my fault that Xavier was fighting for his life right now. Father had shot him; the same man I begged Enzo not to kill has brought sadness to the family. Tears streamed down my face as I prayed for Xavier to be okay.“I want to use the restroom,” I whispered to Enzo, standing up before he could reply. I wanted to scream; I wanted to sob, but I couldn’t do this in front of the family. It is my fault that he was shot.“Daisy,” I heard Enzo call be

_DAISY’S POV“You love me?”“Yes, Enzo. I love you.”“Say it again.”“I love you, Enzo,” I said, bringing my palm to his chin.“I love you too, baby.” His hand moved to my neck, drawing me into a heated kiss, and just like that, the atmosphere in the room shifted to something more intense. His free hand trailed down my curves, pushing me onto the soft couch to lie down as he stared down at me, his eyes dark with lust.My breath hitched when he brushed the hem of my dress up—the dress he’d picked out for me—to my hips, exposing my wet panties. He nudged my legs open, giving himself space to fit between them. I moaned softly when his finger touched my heat, stroking me through the thin material, all while kissing down my neck.“You have no idea what you do to me, kitten,” he whispered into my ear, nibbling it. He applied more pressure to my clit, making me moan loudly, arching with pleasure.

_DAISY’S POV’t sit right with me, so I politely declined. I showed her a black gown, bringing it to my front. I twirled with it, which was a bad idea; I felt nauseous again, making me run to her bathroom, throwing up everything I had for breakfast. I've been getting nauseous every morning for the past five days. Enzo had been worried, but I told him it was a flu and it would be gone in days, but seeing that it had not gone, I knew I should see a doctor. “Fuck, Daisy! You okay?” she asked, pullin

_DAISY’S POV“Are you okay, baby?” Enzo asked, rubbing my bump through my gown. “Yes—no. I’m nervous,” I whispered, holding his wrist but not stopping his movements. “It’s okay to be nervous; I am also nervous,” he said, kissing my shoulder, making me shiver. I do not know why, but it seemed I got turned on by whatever Enzo was doing; he could just be talking on his phone or rolling up his sleeves, and all I wanted to do was jump him. I pulled away from him, trying to get my naughty thoughts together. He furrowed his brows, extending his hand toward me. “What’s wrong?” he asked, worried. “Nothing, I…” I squirmed under his intense eyes. “Stop looking at me like that,” I whined, and the look of realization passed through his eyes. “Are you horny, kitten? I could take you upstairs,” he walked slowly toward me. “I bet I could make you come in two minutes.” “S-sto-p,” I stuttered, walking away from him with flushed cheeks. “Daisy, come over here,” Isadora called from the kitche