Todos los capítulos de THE MOBSTER'S FAKE WIFE: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

C12 – THE CAT AND THE MOUSEThe dress was a deep wine color, fitted to the body, cinching her waist with precision and falling to her thighs, leaving a slit on one side that revealed almost her entire left leg. The V-neckline was pronounced enough to showcase her collarbone and part of her chest.The fabric clung to every curve of Lucy's body shamelessly, and the high heels only accentuated the length and firmness of her legs, making them impossible to ignore.Eros couldn't look away.He swallowed like a thirsty man, his eyes traveling over every inch of Lucy with barely contained hunger. He could feel his body reacting.She wasn't beautiful… She was goddamn perfect.Lucy shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do with her hands."You don't like it?" she asked, feeling her heart about to leap out of her chest.Eros stood up unhurriedly.He walked toward her with measured steps, as if he had more control than he actually did—because inside, he was burning. When he stood before her,

C14 – MESSAGE FROM EZRAThe next morning, Lucy came down the stairs with determined steps, but inside she was on full alert. She'd spent almost the entire night unable to sleep, her head full of images she didn't want to remember—and couldn't stop replaying. The heat of Eros's body, his mouth devouring her, his firm hands sliding the dress down.And then, the way he'd left her. Like she was nothing.After tossing and turning in bed a thousand times, she'd made a decision: she was going to create distance. The distance she hadn't created in that fitting room.When she walked into the dining room, Eros was sitting there reading the newspaper, a cup of coffee in his hand. He wore a white shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms and the gold chain he always wore.He looked like he'd stepped off a goddamn magazine cover.She cleared her throat."Was all that yesterday really necessary?"Eros lowered the newspaper calmly. He looked at her, and the smile that spread acros

C16 – YOU'RE MINE, REMEMBER?The car's engine hummed softly as Lucy stared out the window, the city lights flashing by—but what made her heart race was something else entirely.Eros.And on top of that, a mafia party—one she couldn't afford to mess up. But there was something else echoing in her mind: the reason Eros wanted to belong to this Order. What was his motive?"Don't leave my side tonight," he said suddenly, pulling her from her thoughts. "No matter what happens, don't wander off."Lucy turned her head toward him."Why does this Order matter so much to you? Why do you want to belong to them?"Eros's hands tightened on the steering wheel, and for a few seconds, the only sound was the air conditioning."Let's just say it's the path to finding the son of a bitch who killed my mother."Lucy's eyebrows shot up, and she fell silent, not knowing what to say. He noticed."Relax. You're tense," he said abruptly, turning his face toward her. "If you're going to be by my side, you need

C18 – KISS AND LESSONThey both turned.A woman stood at the entrance. Slender, in a tight red dress that left little to the imagination. She had dark hair and smiled as if she knew every one of Eros's secrets."Hello, Valentina. Good to see you," Eros said in a casual tone, placing a hand on Lucy's waist.Valentina Taylor was a trafficker. Known in the underworld for moving weapons, diamonds, and dirty favors to the highest bidder. She'd had a brief romance with Eros in the past—but it ended when she, in a moment of weakness, confessed she'd fallen in love with him.And Eros... simply ended it.Now, seeing this woman by his side and supposedly married, only told her one thing: it was a sham.One she was determined to expose.She approached like a viper and looked Lucy up and down with blatant disrespect."I didn't know you were hiring rookies now," she spat with a mocking laugh.Lucy froze.She felt her blood boil. But what burned her most was that Eros said nothing—he just watched h

C20 – BDS WHAT?Lucy was still sitting in the chair behind the desk, and Eros approached unhurriedly."What is all that?" she asked, her voice tenser than she'd intended."Isn't it... some kind of collection? Exotic... accessories?"He let out a low laugh. Truth be told, he enjoyed her disbelief—and it only fueled his desire, his interest.All the women he'd been with knew what they wanted. They knew what they were getting into. But Lucy didn't. Her innocence was real, and that lack of experience ignited him in a way he hadn't thought possible.He took the box and carefully placed it on the desk, then pulled out a thin black silk whip. He handled it with precision, his wrist turning it smoothly before sliding it across Lucy's neck.She tensed, took a deep breath, her skin prickling."What's that for?" she asked."BDSM.""BDS what?""BDSM, sweet Lucy," Eros smiled, trailing the whip down her collarbone, grazing the edge of her blouse's neckline.Then he descended—slow—passing over one