All Chapters of HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Araceli.I turned slightly and saw Matvei standing outside the door, his tall figure casting a shadow across the seat.I bit my lip to stop myself from smiling too widely and stepped out of the car.The moment my feet touched the ground, he slammed the door shut behind me.He avoided my gaze.His jaw was tight, and his green eyes looked blank and emotionless.A small pang of sadness washed over me.I looked away from him and searched for Sonia instead.She was standing a few steps away near the building with Geal. The two of them were arguing in hushed whispers. Sonia’s hands moved sharply as she spoke, her face tense like she was barely holding her anger inside.I shook my head, trying to ignore the tension.My eyes drifted around the area instead.Matvei’s men stood close to the black SUVs, dressed in dark suits, their rifles hanging from their shoulders. The metal of their guns caught the sunlight.Two large, muscular guards stood about five feet away from us, their eyes scanning e

Araceli.“I don’t think Matvei would lik—”“He would, Araceli,” Sonia said confidently, settling down on one of the couches in the waiting area before the dressing room.I hesitated for a moment before taking the dress from her hands and walking into the dressing room. The curtain brushed softly against my arm as I stepped inside.I carefully slipped the outfit on, adjusting the fabric over my body before stepping back outside to show Sonia and also use the larger mirror outside where the lights were brighter.The moment I stepped out, I stopped in front of the mirror and slowly turned around.I almost gasped at my appearance.“This outfit is fire!” Sonia exclaimed loudly.I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection, a small smile forming on my lips despite myself. The blue color suited my skin beautifully, bringing out a soft glow in my complexion.The cowl neckline did absolutely nothing to cover my cleavage. My breasts were almost fully exposed, the fabric only coverin

Araceli.“I promise,” he murmured, leaning closer until his face was only a couple of inches away from mine. The warmth of his breath fanned lightly against my lips, sending a faint shiver down my spine. Then his lips curved again with that same dangerous smile, slow and knowing.“To fuck you with my pinky finger.”“Huh.” I blurted out like a fool, my eyes widening and blinking rapidly, my lashes fluttering uncontrollably as heat rushed to my face.He stepped back, his greenish eyes trailing over my body slowly—deliberately. It felt like he was studying my body with his eyes, as he could see through every layer I had on, and the thought alone made my stomach twist.I dropped my pinky finger that was still hanging in the air, my hand feeling suddenly empty.My brain betrayed my body instantly, creating vivid images of how he would actually fuck me with his finger—slow, teasing, deliberate…I fidgeted my fingers continuously, rubbing them against each other, trying to stop the images p

Araceli.“DON Matvei.”The voice cut through the moment sharply.One of his men stood about five steps away from us, his head bowed low in respect.“Humm,” Matvei responded, but his eyes didn’t leave me.He was still watching me.Watching how my body reacted.Watching the way heat spread across my skin.Watching me squirm under his words.“There’s a situation at the warehouse,” the man said firmly.His eyes flickered briefly toward me, like he wanted to say more… but couldn’t.Like my presence alone was dangerous, and one wrong word, and his head might not remain on his shoulders.“Vykhodi na ulitsu, ya skoro budu s toboy…” Matvei’s tongue rolled the Russian words out swiftly, smoothly, and controlled.His eyes were still on me.Like I was the only thing that mattered in that moment.(Go outside, I’ll be with you soon.)I watched as the man nodded and walked out quickly, his footsteps fading into the distance.Matvei let out a long breath, his chest rising and falling once before he r

Araceli.He moved closer again, slower this time, his voice dropping. “Please don’t cry because of what I said, Araceli… I really just want you to have a better life.”“Matvei can give me that, please return my tees and leave me alone,” I murmured… my voice soft, almost unsteady, my fingers tightening slightly around the fabric in my hands. My chest tightened painfully as one part of me argued loudly—he is the devil and I should escape from him… that’s what I have always wanted, but why does it seem so hard to even think of now? It feels heavy… like my brain is refusing to process the thought of leaving him, like something inside me is holding me back.“Hear me out first, then I’ll leave you alone.” He requested, his tone calmer now, handing the bunch of Tees to me. I nodded slowly, my eyes following his movements carefully, watching how he dipped his hand into his pockets like he was about to reveal something important.“The first time I saw you was at your bachelorette party, and ev