Semua Bab THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION : Bab 31 - Bab 40

LiannaI couldn’t believe this. He had just left, walked out! I’d really thought last night, after what had happened in the bedroom, the things he had said, I thought he felt something. And even as I had told him I hated him, I didn’t. I’d held fast, refusing to let go. I felt something for him.Then this morning, when he’d defended me, didn’t that mean something?And what about when he had been so possessive when he had seen Dominic in our room?God, I was stupid.His cell phone buzzed again, and I got up. He’d forgotten it in his rush. The latest text was on the screen.“Are you getting my messages? I need you!”The name of the contact read Natalie.Natalie needed him?And he’d dropped everything for her. In a fucking heartbeat, he had dropped everything and run out of the house, not even remembering to take his cell phone with him!Fine. That was fine.

CassianIt’s the middle of the night,” Bianca said, standing in the doorway.I looked over her shoulder and saw Lianna standing on the bottom step of the stairway. “I won’t be long,” I said, my eyes trained on Lianna. “I’m just here to collect what’s mine.” I then turned to Bianca. “Move.”“No.”“Move.”“I’ll call the police.”“I own the police.”“It’s okay, Bianca. Let him in.”Lianna stepped down from the stairs and folded her arms across her chest. She wore a short pink nightshirt that reached to just beneath her ass, and her hair looked like it did when she woke up a beautiful mess.“You don’t have to listen to him,” Bianca said, although she stepped aside.Lianna’s eyes were locked on mine.“Get your things,” I said to her.

LiannaI woke suddenly, sucking in a breath, my throat incredibly dry.Looking around, I remembered where I was, remembered the night before. I lay in Cassian’s bed, his scent still on his pillow, the indentation where his head had been now containing a small piece of paper.Unfolding it, I read, I need to take care of some business. I will be back this afternoon. I have Marco’s phone, and I have programmed the number into yours in case you need anything, Cassian I  set it down and closed my eyes, feeling sheepish at what I’d done, dropping his phone into the toilet.But now, I had to face the thing that had woken me, as unbelievable as it was. I wished I’d kept my father’s note rather than throwing it away. At the time, I had been so upset.My father had committed suicide because he couldn’t live with the decisions he had made. Because he hadn’t been able to come to terms with the fact that when i tur

Cassian I stepped out of the room when I saw Roman’s call come in and left Dr. Mooney to wrap Lianna’s leg. I was right; just a sprain, but painful nonetheless.“Roman,” I said as I entered my study and shut the door.“Well, you know how to make an entrance.”“He kidnapped Jacob from the daycare. This is after he had gone to Natalie's house a few days ago, and she had refused to let him in. He was sending a message, Roman. I wanted to be sure he received mine loud and clear.”“Well, your father was pissed. You were gone for most of that, though.”“Really? Franco Benedetti pissed at the son that’s not me for a change?”“Franco can be pigheaded sometimes, Cassian . We both know that. He is tougher on you because he knows you be the one replacing him, but he can’t ignore Dominic. Franco is more aware than you think of the potential threat Dominic presents, and this stunt with Jacob banished any doubts he may have still clung to.”“Finally,” I said sarcastically.“Either way, unless Domi

Cassian. “I want to make love to you, Lianna.”She looked at me, confused, although her body began to prepare. I could see it in the slight dilation of her pupils, the stiffening of her nipples, the parting of her lips.“I want you to want it. I want you to give me the word. Up until now, I have taken it from you.”“Cassian”I held up my hand. “I have taken it.”She touched my arm. “Cassian”I moved to stop her from speaking. She combed her fingers into the hair at my forehead and tugged.“You are so damn stubborn.”She leaned in to kiss me, her mouth soft, her tongue sweet as it probed my lips. She pulled back and looked at me, swallowing.“I want it. I want you. Make love to me, Cassian .”I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her, lifting her up as I stood, cradling her to me, carrying her to the door of my study. Our lips still locked, we entered.I took her to the couch, sat her on it, and kneeled before her between her spread knees. Her eyes on mine, she pulled first her top, the