All Chapters of CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Get on the bed." He commanded. I pulled away from him and crawled onto the bed. Asher straightened with a look of utter want in his eyes. I was startled by the intensity, by the resignation and darkness mingling on his face. He looked like a man who’d lost a battle with himself. He stood tall and

Ariella. "Do you really want to know why?" Asher asked slowly, his voice eerily calm as he began walking toward me. And just like that, my body reacted before my mind could catch up, I stepped back, retreating until the backs of my legs met the bed. There was something in his calmness that wasn’t

I was in a shitty mood the next day, and the fact that I was running on hell with no release did not help. I did try, or did I not try? I tried to get myself off, and it didn't work. It just didn’t. And because I was kind of crazy and kind of didn’t care anymore, I did what I should’ve done, I gues

He didn’t say a word, just walked toward me with a softness that felt practised, and calculated. And then almost lovingly, he placed the box in my hand. I stared at him, unsure. My gut twisted. I just knew this had to be another one of his mind games. Another performance I hadn’t agreed to be part

Thankfully, Asher didn’t show up the entire week. I figured he was giving me time to finish my period before reappearing.... and I was right. Because that Monday night, just after I’d come out of the shower and was getting ready for bed, doing my night routine when the door creaked open. It was ar