All Chapters of UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The line clicked to hold.Antonio immediately dialed Lorenzo, who answered on the first ring."Well?""He's willing to negotiate. But he wants you on the line. Wants to hear your agreement directly.""Of course he does. The boy doesn't trust anyone." Lorenzo's voice held grudging respect. "What are the terms?"Antonio outlined them quickly.Lorenzo was quiet for a moment. "He's protecting her. Making sure we can't move against the girl without breaking our word to him directly.""Yes.""Smart. Ruthless, even." Lorenzo chuckled darkly. "Fine. I'll agree to his terms. For now. But Antonio....this doesn't end well. You know that, don't you? Eventually, he'll have to choose. His empire or his woman. And when he chooses the woman....""Then we'll deal with it. But not today." Antonio switched back to the three-way call. "Dimitri. Lorenzo is on the line.""Lorenzo," Dimitri said, his voice neutral."Dimitri." Lorenzo's voice was equally controlled. "I understand we have terms to discuss.""

Eve stared at him for a long moment, and Dimitri couldn't tell if she believed him."If I find out you're lying to me again," she said finally, her voice low and dangerous, "if I find out there's more you're not telling me....we're done. Do you understand? I don't care how much I love you. I don't care how good we are together. I will not be with someone who treats me like a child instead of a partner.""I understand.""Good." She turned toward the door."Eve, wait....""I need some space right now. I need to think." She paused at the door, looked back. "I'm going back to work. I'll see you at home tonight. And Dimitri? If Isabella so much as looks at me wrong, I'm handling it myself. Partner or not."Then she was gone.Dimitri stood alone in his office, the weight of his lies pressing down on him.Marco appeared in the doorway. "That went well.""Shut up.""She's right, you know. Keeping things from her is only going to make it worse when she finds out the whole truth.""If she finds

Isabella stared at the contract, her mind racing.If she signed this, she was trapped. Bound by legal terms that gave Dimitri absolute power over her presence in the city.If she didn't sign, she had to leave. Go back to Rome. Admit complete defeat."How long do I have to decide?" she asked."You don't." Dimitri slid a pen across the desk. "Sign it now. Or the car waiting downstairs takes you to the airport instead of your hotel."She picked up the pen.Hated herself for it.But she picked it up.And she signed.Isabella Russo, in her practiced, elegant script.Binding herself to terms that gave Dimitri Valentino the power to end her life without consequence.Dimitri took the contract, filed it away. "Good. Now that we have that settled, let me make one thing absolutely clear."He stood, walked around the desk, stopped directly in front of her chair."I am giving you a chance, Isabella. One chance. To build your organization with Enzo. To operate in the neutral territories. To create

She shattered.Screaming his name, her entire body convulsing, the orgasm so intense she couldn't breathe.Dimitri kept moving, kept pounding into her, extending the pleasure until she was begging him to stop.Then he flipped her over."On your hands and knees."Eve barely had the strength to comply, but she did, positioning herself for him.Dimitri grabbed her hips, thrust back inside from behind.This angle let him go even deeper, and Eve's arms gave out, her face pressing into the pillows."Look at you," Dimitri said, his voice rough with possession. "Taking my cock so perfectly. Made for me. Only for me.""Only you," Eve agreed, her voice muffled by the pillow.He fucked her harder, one hand sliding around to find her clit."Come again," he demanded. "I want to feel you come on my cock.""I can't.....too much....""Yes, you can." He circled her clit with perfect pressure. "You can do anything I ask. Because you trust me. Because you're mine. Because we're perfect together."He was

POV: ENZOEnzo had been in his own hotel room, reviewing territory maps for their organization, when he'd gotten a call from one of his contacts.Isabella Russo just paid 100K for information on Dimitri Valentino's schedule and event invitations. Thought you'd want to know.Enzo had stared at his phone, fury building in his chest.They were supposed to be partners.Building something together.Creating an empire that was theirs, not defined by Dimitri or Antonio or anyone else.But Isabella was still obsessed.Still plotting.Still chasing a man who would never choose her.And Enzo was done pretending he didn't see it.He'd stormed out of his hotel, driven to her new location, bypassed security with his Valentino name, and burst into her suite without knocking.Now he stood in her doorway, watching her spin around with wide eyes, a wine glass in her hand."Enzo...""Don't." He slammed the door behind him. "Don't lie to me. Don't tell me this isn't what it looks like. Don't insult my i