UNDRESSED BY THE MAFIA LORD のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 221 - チャプター 230

"You destroy it," Marco said simply. "While you're inside. You identify where the samples are stored, and you contaminate the storage area. You destroy the lab equipment. You corrupt the research databases. You make sure that when the facility burns, there's nothing left to salvage.""That requires access to secure areas," Dimitri said."Which you'll have," Mike said. "As a consultant being courted for recruitment, they'll show you their capabilities. They'll give you tours of their facilities. They'll demonstrate their security measures and their research progress. All of that is information gathering. All of that is reconnaissance."Dimitri moved back to his desk and poured another scotch. The plan was coming together....intricate, dangerous, requiring perfect timing and flawless execution."What about personnel?" Dimitri asked. "The scientists inside the facility. The security guards. What about them?""What about them?" Marco asked."When the facility burns, people die," Dimitri s

He didn't wait for her to adjust. Just started movin....hard, deep, possessive strokes that claimed her completely. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard hitting the wall with each thrust, but Dimitri didn't care who heard.He wanted the world to know that Eve belonged to him."Dimitri...." Eve gasped his name like a prayer, her nails digging into his back.He changed his angle slightly....hitting that spot deep inside her that made her vision blur and suddenly every stroke was pushing her closer to another orgasm despite having just come twice."How many do you think you can give me?" Dimitri asked, his voice dark silk against her ear. "How many times can I make you come before you completely lose yourself?""I don't....I can't...." Eve started."Yes, you can," Dimitri said. He pulled almost completely out of her and then drove back in hard, making her gasp. "And you will. Because I need this, cara mia. I need to feel you fall apart beneath me. I need to know that when I'm gone

Isabella's entire body convulsed, her mouth opening in a silent scream as the shock of his size overwhelmed her nervous system.Dante didn't wait for her to adjust. Just immediately began moving, brutal, relentless thrusts that drove her forward on the bed, her hands scrambling for purchase against the sheets.She was tight. Always tight. Her body was young enough that she hadn't learned how to relax, hadn't learned how to make this easy.He didn't want her to make it easy."Oh God...." Isabella gasped, her face pressed sideways into the mattress.Dante grabbed her hips, holding her steady, and increased his pace. Each thrust was designed to demonstrate exactly what she was, a body to be used, a cunt to be fucked, nothing more.She took it, though. That was the thing about Isabella that made her so useful. She took everything he gave her and came back asking for more."Please...." Isabella whimpered, her hips trying to move in rhythm with his brutal pace."Quiet," Dante commanded. He

POV: MARCOThe secondary office at Valentino Enterprises was exactly what it appeared to be, a legitimate workspace for corporate operations. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Manhattan. Mahogany furniture that cost more than most people's homes. Multiple monitors displaying financial data and market analysis.What it actually was: a command center for building false identities.Marco had been awake for thirty-six hours.The scotch in his hand was his fourth or maybe fifth, he'd stopped counting a long time ago and it was doing absolutely nothing to cut through the exhaustion that was starting to make his vision blur at the edges.But he couldn't stop.Not when James was day eleven into a fourteen-day countdown. Not when Dimitri was about to walk into the most dangerous operation of his life. Not when the window to establish credentials was closing by the minute.Claude was at one of the secondary monitors, his fingers moving across the keyboard. He had three energy drinks lined up

Hours passed. Energy drinks were consumed. Coffee was made and remade. The clock on the wall moved from midnight to early morning.By day break everything was ready.Thomas pulled up the final version of the recruitment agency profile on the monitor. Marco reviewed it line by line, checking for inconsistencies, looking for weak points, testing the strength of the false identity.It was perfect.It was absolutely and completely perfect."When does The Covenant post the recruitment notice?" Dimitri asked."Friday morning," Thomas said, checking his encrypted monitoring of The Covenant's recruitment forums. "Approximately 8 AM EST. They'll post the announcement for qualified virologists, and within hours we submit Volkov's application through PharmTech Staffing Solutions.""Turnaround time?" Dimitri asked."The Covenant typically responds to applications within twenty-four hours," Claude said. "They contact candidates, schedule interviews, make hiring decisions within forty-eight to seve