All Chapters of UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

"I'm not isolating. I'm just...." Isabella looked at her reflection again. "I'm just trying to move on."Enzo was quiet for a moment.Then: "If you need anything, if you need someone to talk to, someone to help....I'm here. Okay? Despite everything with Dimitri, despite the family politics, I'm here."Something in Isabella's chest cracked.When was the last time someone had offered help without wanting something in return?When was the last time someone had actually cared about her wellbeing instead of her usefulness?"Thank you," she whispered. "That means more than you know.""I mean it. Call me if you need anything.""I will."She wouldn't. But it was nice to pretend.They said goodbye.Isabella set down her phone, looked at herself in the mirror one more time.Enzo thought she was isolating.He had no idea she was doing the opposite, desperately seeking connection, attention, touch from anyone who would give it to her.He had no idea she'd become the kind of woman who begged stran

He reached around, found her clit, and circled it with brutal efficiency.Isabella's body jerked, torn between the pain in her ass and the pleasure from his fingers."Please....I thought I heard.....""You heard nothing." Dante pinched her clit hard. "The only thing you should be focused on is how full you are. How used you are. How desperate you are."More sounds from the apartment.....drawers opening, equipment being placed.His men were working fast, but they still needed another few minutes.Dante pulled out of Isabella's ass suddenly, flipped her onto her back, and before she could catch her breath, drove back into her pussy."Oh God...." Isabella's eyes rolled back. "Dimitri....yes....""Wrong name," Dante said coldly, but didn't correct her.He wanted her saying Dimitri's name. Wanted it recorded on the devices his men were installing.Wanted proof that Isabella Russo was so obsessed with Dimitri Valentino that she screamed his name while fucking other men.That information wou

Eve had missed this.Missed Dimitri unleashed. Missed his strength. Missed the feeling of being completely at his mercy.He held her suspended against the shower wall, one hand under her ass, the other braced on the tile....and ground his hardening cock against her through her panties.The friction was maddening."Please...." Eve gasped against his mouth. "Please....I need....""I know what you need." Dimitri's hand moved, ripped her panties off with one brutal pull. "And I'm going to give it to you. Every inch. Until you're screaming."He positioned himself at her entrance, thick and hot and already fully hard again.Then he slammed up into her.Eve screamed...pleasure and relief and finally, finally....as he filled her completely."Fuck...." Dimitri groaned. "Missed this. Missed you. Missed being inside you like this."He pulled back and thrust up again, using gravity to drive deeper.The angle was devastating. The force was overwhelming. The position made her completely dependent o

"Exactly. And second...." Marco pulled up more data. "Our contacts in underground medical communities reported that The Covenant has been acquiring equipment. Large-scale fermentation tanks. Biohazard containment units. Gene sequencing machines. The kind of infrastructure you'd need to manufacture biological weapons on an industrial scale.""They're expanding production.""Which brings me to the third piece of intel." Marco's expression turned grim. "And this one comes from an inside source I've been cultivating for months. Someone close to The Covenant's operations in the Northeast.""How close?""Close enough to know they're planning a field test. They've developed a new viral strain, more transmissible than their previous variants, designed to incubate silently for two weeks before symptoms appear. By the time people get sick, they won't know where they were infected."Dimitri stood, paced to the window."They're going to release it intentionally. On a test population.""A captive

"I'm talking about a soldier willing to die to prevent a bioweapon from reaching the open market."Mike's laugh was bitter."Just like that? You're going to find someone desperate enough to volunteer for intentional infection?""Yes." Dimitri pulled up another file, a dossier with a photograph. "Because I already have someone in mind."The man in the photo was early forties. Strong. Scarred. The kind of face that came from a lifetime of violence."Tell me about him," Mike said."Name's James Conley. Former Marine. Force Recon. Served three tours in Afghanistan. Came to work for me five years ago. He's one of my best soldiers." Dimitri expanded the dossier. "Here's the important part, he was wounded in 2014. Gunshot to the abdomen. Perforated intestines. According to medical records, he should have died or at minimum spent months recovering.""But he didn't.""He recovered in three weeks. Fully functional. No complications. His immune system is approximately four hundred percent more e