บททั้งหมดของ To Crave My Mafia Captor : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Dante scoffed, livid and disgusted. "Don't you fucking dare.""I dare to." Matthias advanced towards him slowly.Dante threw a fist and punched him while Matthias grabbed his forearm. He used his uninjured leg, the left, to kick Dante's calf and trip him over. Dante wasn't going down without him. He grabbed onto Matthias' shirt and pulled him down too.They ended up tangling with one another on the floor. The knife was just inches away from their hands. Matthias sat on Dante, who managed to snatch up the knife and held it at his throat."Don't fucking move!" Dante warned, gritting his teeth.Matthias' heart thumped wildly as he stiffened. He could kill him anytime. Maybe even end his life. But Matthias was willing to bet that Dante wouldn't. He was seated directly above Dante's cock. Strange, but Matthias felt like Dante's cock was bulging."Don't move! Get off me!" Dante threatened, the knife pressed against Matthias' neck.He should be the one in control, in power. However, it didn'

Matthias already suspected that Freda was cheating on him, but he didn't care. He didn't want to marry her anyway. What made a red cloud his vision wasn't her but Dante.Dante was with Freda. And the two were going to fuck. They might have fucked already. Matthias didn't know why he was so furious. He wanted to separate them, especially Dante from Freda. He didn't care if Freda fucked and slept around. It was Dante that was bothering him."Sir, you're holding the phone too tight. What's wrong?" Hamilton asked, his tone laced with concern. He wanted to see what was on the screen that made Matthias livid, but Matthias turned the screen off."Find a car. Let's go," Matthias said.He snuck out of the hospital, stealing some scrubs. Hamilton found a wheelchair. Matthias sat on it, and Hamilton, wearing a lab coat, began to wheel him out.They reached the entrance, passing Dante's bodyguards with ease. Then they took a detour around the building where Hamilton called a cab. They returned to

"So you're saying that if she isn't here, you'll beg me? What's wrong with fucking you in front of Freda? I'll let her know who you belong to," Matthias' blunt nails scraped over his nipples."No! Mmm—"Dante realized that the sound came from him. He moaned. Fucking moaned from pleasure and pain. Oh God.Matthias heard it. The sound turned Matthias on. He didn't know that Dante's moans would sound like this. Fucking erotic music to his ears. He wanted to hear it again.So Matthias tried to kiss him, to bite his full lips. Dante turned his head to the side to avoid his lips, breathing harshly."Get the fuck away from me! I'm not gay, I don't...""Liar. You want me, don't you? I saw it in your eyes when you pressed the knife against my cock the first day we met," Matthias whispered, his voice low and husky."That was just me torturing you. That doesn't mean anything!" Dante struggled against him, pushing him back. He tried to stomp on Matthias' foot. Anticipating it, Matthias avoided it

Dante was losing his mind. He was becoming restless, and it was for no reason. Three days had passed since Matthias fucked his throat raw, blackmailed him, made him leave Freda's mansion, and then... just dumped him by the side of the road.Just fucking like that. Matthias had taken his gun away too, drove off, and never returned.He had never been humiliated to the point where he wanted to kill someone or drive his fist into the wall.He was forced to recall his men from Matthias' mansion because Matthias had those photos and videos. He warned Matthias to delete them now that he had done what he told him to do, but Matthias refused. Matthias seemed like he wanted to humiliate him more. That motherfucker.They communicated via text now, never speaking face to face. Matthias had given Dante the information he came for—the one on Antonio. His working experience, résumé, life, background, whatever the company knew of him. Even his bank account.He knew what it meant. Matthias wanted him

Fuck.Sofia was dead. Blood seeped out of the hole in her head, her eyes open with fear written all over them.The wailing of police cars and a dark shadow moving from the window opposite this room pulled his attention away from the body.Dante ran to the window to see someone closing the curtain in the opposite room. The spa building was connected to a hotel. One would have to cross the mini garden below or the bridge that linked the two buildings together.Cursing, Dante pulled his phone out to give instructions to his men.The person was running through the hallways of the hotel, escaping. The building might be connected, but the exits were limited."Tatum, get men to block every entrance at the hotel and the spa. Now!" Dante barked while fixing his comms into his ear for better communication."Yes, signore."He reached the bridge, running across it and looking around. There were more than one assassin. What did they want, taking out Sofia?Someone had called the cops. The sirens n