All Chapters of Corrupted by the Mafia King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ears were ringing, screams were loud, and the sound of gunfire was suffocating. The loud bang had thrown everything into disarray. A bomb had to have gone off. In my own wedding.That wasn’t how I pictured getting married. The gunshot on my shoulder sent pain flooding throughout my whole body, paired with the bruises from falling to the ground. I wanted it all to be over.My vision was blurry, but I could see several bodies on the ground and blood everywhere. Just as I tried to get up, someone took me in their arms and ran while carrying me. I knew who he was based on his scent.I had shared his bed several times, kissed him, hugged him, and despite how the day had turned out, I was carrying his last name, and his ring was on his finger. I was his wife.“Look at me, T. Please tell me you’re okay. Tell me you’re okay.” He said frantically as he looked at me. I could see his blurry silhouette even if I couldn’t fully open my eyes.“Get the fucking car!” Nico yelled at someone.“Let me d

A YEAR EARLIERHis hands were all over me, grabbing my ass and my hair. My hands were all over him as well. Since he was taller than me even in heels, I had to stand on my tiptoes a little bit to stroke my hands through his thick dark strands.The kiss made me feel like we weren’t close enough. It was insane how many fireworks erupted and threatened to turn my skin inside out from one single kiss from a stranger I didn’t know I could trust.He lifted my ass in his hands so my legs were wrapped around his waist. We continued kissing like we couldn’t get enough of what we had. When he pushed me into a wall, I knew I would let him fuck me right there. He ignited an inferno inside me. He put me down and turned me around so fast that I didn’t have time to process it. My back was to him, and my ass was pressing against his hard erection. He was breathing into my neck, one hand held both of mine above my head while the other grabbed the inside of my thigh. He held me in a position that ma

A YEAR EARLIERThe note the masked stranger gave me contained an address, date, and time. He wanted me to meet him somewhere else when I was ready. He said he would be expecting me. I was angry at first that he left me naked and vulnerable, and then I finally came to my senses. I was about to give myself to a stranger who had kinky tastes in bed. What if he had hurt me? Why did I trust him so much when I didn’t know anything about him? God, I was stupid. A man was more perceptive than I was. Thank God he was, or else I would have found myself in a situation I wasn’t supposed to be in. But if I was so relieved, then why did it dampen my mood to think about never seeing him again? I hadn’t seen his face, and I already felt like I had known him for a long time. I couldn’t explain why I felt like that.One thing I was sure of, however, was that I was never going to see that man again. Not if I could help it. I didn’t know what I was thinking. The sex club was not a place I belonged in.

A YEAR AGOI knew it was a mistake to go where the masked stranger wrote in the note when the elevator doors opened into a pitch-black penthouse. It was deserted. There wasn’t a single movement or sound coming from anywhere in the penthouse. The only lights illuminating the area were the New York City lights that seeped through the floor-to-ceiling windows. And even the light wasn’t enough to hit every corner of the living space. I could see that the penthouse had another floor that probably led to the bedrooms. From where I was standing, all I could see was a living area, the kitchen, and some doors.There was also an infinity pool outside in the patio area.I was seriously doubting that there was anyone there. The more I stood there, the more stupid I felt. Of course the stranger had forgotten about me. He had been with another woman when I first saw him.He probably didn’t remember that he had given me a note, let alone waited for me. But if he had forgotten, how had I been allow

A YEAR AGOI could feel every inch of his strong body on me. He was pressing into me from behind, shirtless, in nothing but slacks. I could feel it. Every part of him was rock solid, including his cock. He was very much a man in every sense of the word.These were all things I had noticed about him when we first met. You could tell he worked out just by looking at him, and I could see how huge he was from the thick bulge in his pants.But feeling it was a whole different thing. And to add to all of that, he was promising me a night of nothing but pure pleasure. And pain.Then he started moving those fingers inside of me slowly at first, like he was easing me into it. I threw my head back on his chest, his other hand still around my neck.I melted into him almost immediately. The sounds that came out of my throat were those I couldn’t control. There was something almost torturous about how slow he was finger-fucking me. He filled me to the hilt with them and drove them in so deep that