All Chapters of When a Mafia Boss, Drake Del Fiore, Fall At Your Feet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

'A mission to protect? Really? Freaking doomed!’ -Drake Lucas Del Fiore-Note: This is a work of fiction. Characters and all are based on the author's imagination. All rights reserved, and soft copy is prohibited. Contains highly sensitive scenes and mature episodes. R18. Drake’s POVI groaned deeply as I nearly reached my climax. Her heavy breathing gave me the satisfaction of knowing she’s way beyond heaven. I pulled her closer and thrust deeper inside her. Her hands fisted on my back while I was doing the job.“Oh, Drake, deeper...take me higher, Drake.”“F*ck.” I moved harder and deeper for her.Her body arched in a different position as I held her behind her back and thrust deep into her. I fully crushed and massaged her peak, which made her wilder.“Oh, Drake! Oh...more!” Her body tensed. She couldn’t quite catch her breath while holding the steel bar in front of her.“More? Like this.”“Oh...shit, Drake!”Yes, this is w

Betty's POV“I’m sorry, Betty, but we cannot allow you to march on the stage if you don’t pay your balances,” Miss Cristine, the cashier, explained.My shoulders dropped. I try to see if they will let me march on stage before paying my balances, but it seems impossible. It looks like I can’t make it by the deadline.“I see you as my own daughter, Betty. You’re very intelligent and a full scholar at this University, set to graduate as Magna Cum Laude in the Department of Education. If I could do anything to help, I would, my child, but I also struggle financially.”“Don’t worry, Ma’am. I’ll look for money to pay my balances. Thank you very much.”“I know life is hard, Betty, but I know you can manage things. Good luck.”I smile weakly as I walk away. It’s hopeless. I don’t know who to turn to for help.“Betty!” Jason calls me. He’s approaching me brightly.“Here, I have something for you. Dad sent me a box. It’s harvest season.”Rambutan is a sweet tropical fruit that tastes like lyche

Betty’s POVI'm not sure what to do with the money I have. It's tempting to spend it, but I'll wait. Maybe he'll come back to work, and I can return it to him.It's been three weeks since I last saw Diego. I haven't seen him again, and I don't think he will return to my work.I have some additional payments for my graduation that I funded partially with the money Diego gave me. I'll pay it off when I receive my salary.I've also deposited what I had left into my school account, but I still owe more than half, and I'm not sure where to find the funds to cover.In three weeks, I'll be on stage receiving honors. I feel proud but anxious, as I still have unpaid balances. I'm considering asking Jason for help, but I'll find another solution."Hello, mom, how's dad? Is everything alright?"Mom doesn't usually call me unless I call her first."We're fine, Betty. Is everything okay with you, my dear? Your father has been discharged from the hospital and is improving daily. The operation was s