Todos los capítulos de Soft Moans For My Mafia-Billionaire Captor: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

JACE ROYWANThe street was loud, busy, filled with people moving in different directions, cars honking faintly in the distance as we took a night work together, Sophia clung to my arm, her head resting lightly on my shoulder, her hands wrapped around my arm that stayed tucked in my pocket as we walked. She was talking… something light, something playful, but I wasn’t really listening.My mind was somewhere else, with Ruyi, my jaw tightened slightly.The way she walked into the hospital yesterday… late, She should have been there first.She should have been there before anyone else, before Sophia, and yet… she wasn’t.A faint irritation crept up my spine again, and last night when we got back home from the hospital,Ruyi slept sulking over my response, Just like that.No sitting beside me all night, no hovering, no checking every minute if I was okay, no panic lingering into the night.She just slept like she didn't care, my jaw clenched, Since when did she get so… nonchalant… no.. My

RUYI WYNTER ❦ I was such a coward. I walked straight into my apartment, I couldn’t walk towards whoever that was. Because I was scared. Just yesterday I was running towards that same man and he kept running away. What if the Hydrangea guy is dead? And now his ghost is stalking me? The thought clung to me as I shut the door behind me, my fingers trembling slightly against the handle before I locked it quickly, almost desperately, like that thin piece of metal could keep anything out. I leaned back against the door for a second, closing my eyes, trying to steady myself. “It’s nothing.” "It's just your mind." But when I opened my eyes again– The light flickered. Once. Twice. Then again, my breath caught. The room dimmed and brightened in uneven intervals, shadows stretching and shrinking along the walls, and then— I saw a distorted figure. For a split second, it looked like it wasn’t even standing properly—like it was… hovering. My heart slammed violently against m

RUYI WYNTER ❦ I looked up to the light spilling above from the atrium… how beautiful, skylight-covered space, situated centrally in his mansion. I looked at the beddings placed in the middle, rich blanket spilling all over reaching the crystal clean floor, he's telling me to strip not in a covered space, and just right in front of his men, and a bedding where i’d lay looking up the skylight, the openness, the bareness… as he took me. Lucien is playing a psychological game, and I'm losing at every turn, Or maybe it’s worse—maybe he’s the master of this game, and I’m nothing more than a pawn on his board. The likes of him don’t waste their time on people like me. I’m just a piece… I am indeed just a piece. Soft tears welled my eyes, shame… shame.. ringing in my ear. The panthers both purred at me predatorily, they carried the aura of their owner, as if reminding me to obey their master or they'd tear me apart… I paused and looked around me again, four of his men stood silently, t

JACE ROYWAN “You chose wrong.." “You chose wrong.." the note kept ringing in my head. The flower, wet and thoughtfully wrapped… and the way Ruyi pushed me away, it couldn't be real.. I leaned back in the chair, dragging my palm hard across my jaw, the thought of my Ruyi entertaining another man is absurd, Ruyi wouldn’t do shit like that. She doesn’t think that way. She’s not the type to have little secrets or side attention she pretends she doesn’t notice. She’s not like other women. She’s different… in ways that are surreal, she has depth and she is mine. My jaw locked at the thought, but the certainty didn’t sit as solid as it used to. Because of the way she pushed me when I tried to touch her, —her hands were flat against my chest, actually shoving me back away from her, Since when the hell does Ruyi push me? Where did she learn stupid stuff like that? Jace, You fucking asshole, you practically was yelling at her asking her stupid questions when she kept saying she

RUYI WYNTER ❦ The black car rolled to a silent stop on my familiar street. Night darkness had already swallowed everything… the streetlights flickering weakly, the distant hum of the city feeling miles away.I sat frozen in the back seat, my body still humming with leftover tremors, my thighs sticky and sore beneath my clothes. Every small shift made me feel the evidence of what Mafia Lord Lucien had done to me all day… the swollen ache between my legs, the faint burn of oil still lingering on my sensitive skin, the heavy collar of shame that seemed to press against my throat even though it was long gone.I was ashamed; trying so hard to sit where Enzo, Lucien's right hand man couldn't see my face through the car rear mirror, this man has seen my stark nakedness where I lay on that day-bed at the middle of Lucien's atrium all day, he has witnessed my moans and whimpers, my cries and screams, my pleasure and pains, Lucien’s right-hand man killed the engine. He didn’t speak. He neve