All Chapters of I Surrender to Them: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Faina GreenMarco Rossi’s fall was like a stone thrown into a still lake—the ripples spread fast and violently.In less than 72 hours, his empire collapsed. Three of his main allies in Chicago publicly declared loyalty to the ‘Ndrangheta under Heros’s command. Two casinos were shut down by the police after anonymous tips (courtesy of Noah). His remaining accounts were frozen or drained. And most importantly: the video of Marco’s humiliating confession circulated discreetly among the ‘Ndrangheta families, serving as a clear warning.“Don’t threaten the queen."At the mansion, the mood was one of restrained victory. We celebrated quietly, but deeply.It was a warm autumn night. The triplets were sleepi

Faina GreenSix years later.Snow fell gently over New York, turning the streets into a bright white postcard. It was Christmas Eve, and we had finally arrived at my parents’ house, just three blocks from our mansion. They had moved to the city permanently, unable to stay far from their grandchildren for long.The moment the car stopped, Darya was the first to jump out, her blonde curls bouncing as she ran through the snow.“Grandpa!” she shouted, throwing herself into my father’s arms. He was waiting on the snow-covered lawn.“Darya, careful! What did I say about running, especially in the snow?” Luther warned, but she was already in her grandfather’s arms, apologizing with a radiant smile.

Faina Green“Then there’s no reason for it to be a punishment, unless you’re hiding something from us.” Zedekiah raises his hand, the cold rings sliding over my warm back, goosebumps on my skin.Do I have something to hide? No! Well… Maybe I broke the nose of the guy who tried to touch me yesterday, but I don’t think that’s the reason. They couldn’t have found out. Not yet.“She won’t give in,” Heros says, standing up from where he was, now shirtless and with his jeans slipping down his hips.Oh, shit! I close my eyes for a moment, trying to understand why this situation.“Look, I was about to say that Dad wants to train the children like he did with me,” I say quickly, in the hope of changing the course of the conversation.“Really?” he questions, his expression becoming more serious. “We’re not going to involve the triplets in the mafia, much less our little one. Your father is trying to summon Vasily, but we won’t allow that,

Faina Green “Sorry for shouting,” he says before kissing me. I reciprocate his kiss, bringing my hands to his hair, losing myself in this moment of intimacy.He lays me on the bed and gets on top of me. He doesn’t use the handcuffs to tie my hands but ties them above my head. With his knee, he spreads my legs, and his cock guides itself inside me.I sigh when I feel him entering and exiting twice, thrusting hard and deep. His eyes are locked on mine until he looks away and his mouth approaches my neck, kissing me with desire. I look up, contemplating through the mirror on the ceiling the movement of the muscles on his tanned back.It’s the most beautiful sight of all.His ass is whiter than any other part of his body and contracts as he penetrates me and pulls out of me.I want to touch him, but his hands prevent me.Faced with this, he intensifies the kisses and licks on my skin, provoking me to long for a kiss that he

 Faina GreenThe golden morning light streamed through the high windows of the living room, warming the Persian rug where my children sat. I watched the triplets — Darya, Yakov, and Vasily, full of their twelve-year-old energy — while explaining the system I had created years ago. But my mind, as always in these quiet moments, traveled six years into the past.I remembered the day after the birth of the five.The delivery was chaotic.Five babies. Five miracles crying at the same time in the operating room. Yelena and Alicia came first — the identical twins, dark hair and blue eyes. Then Finnian and Alexander, brown-haired like Luther, one with amber eyes like their father and the other with green eyes. Last came Damon, the quietest, his eyes already attentive t