Todos los capítulos de THE MOBSTER'S FAKE WIFE: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

C52 – WITHOUT FEAR.That night, the room was completely silent—but the tension was undeniable. Camille lay down on her side of the bed, arranging a barrier of pillows between her and Stefan.He said nothing.After the kiss in the study, anything they tried to say got stuck. Even for Stefan—who rarely kept things to himself—bringing up that subject was too much. Not because he didn't know what he felt, but because he was starting to suspect that what he had with Camille went far beyond attraction.There was something different. Something deeper. Something that was creeping in without permission.But he wasn't ready to name it.Not after loving once and being betrayed. Not after promising himself he'd never feel that way again.So he gave her space. He went to his side of the bed, turned off the light… and they stayed like that—back to back. Each lost in their own thoughts.What neither of them expected was that a line of pillows wouldn't stop the inevitable. That the next morning, Stef

C54 – POWER AND SEDUCTION.Eros walked ahead of Lucy down the club hallway. The lights were dim, and the mirrors on the walls reflected their images from every angle.She swallowed.Her body felt everything before her mind could catch up. There was something about him—the way he moved, the silence that surrounded him—that made everything inside her vibrate.They reached the private room—the same one from last time.But this time, when they entered, the first thing she saw was a strange bench in the center.She frowned and turned, uncomfortable."Eros…"But he was already behind her. He closed the door with a dry click and began removing his cufflinks—unhurriedly, watching her as if nothing else existed. Then he loosened his tie and pulled it off."You know what fucked me up the most?" he asked, his voice controlled. "Not that you saw him. Not that you sat with him. What fucked me up was that you broke the rules. Mine. Yours. The ones you accepted when you entered my world."Lucy stepp

C56 – I'M LEAVING FOR TWO NIGHTS.Lucy was lying on the bed, her body languid, one hand supporting her head as she watched Eros get up. He was naked—his muscular back marked with tattoos, his golden skin glowing under the dim light, his dark hair disheveled by her hands.He began searching for his clothes, and Lucy couldn't help biting her lip as her gaze traveled over him."You're a goddamn sexy dominant," she murmured, her voice hoarse from recent pleasure.Eros laughed as he approached the bed, grabbing her leg and dragging her toward him effortlessly, then leaning down."Hey!" she exclaimed, laughing."And what do you think you do to me, little bunny?" His voice was rough, as if he were already thinking about the next time he'd have her in his arms. "You drive me crazy. You're like a goddamn witch."She smiled, satisfied—but he didn't give her a chance to respond. He bit her shoulder playfully before releasing her and starting to dress."I'm going to get food and something strong

C58 – WHERE IS MY WIFE?The car stopped in front of the building. Lucy opened the door—but before she stepped out, the bodyguard's voice stopped her."Ma'am, I don't think this is a good idea."She looked at him through the rearview mirror. She knew he didn't approve of this—that he'd probably already reported everything.Still, she sighed. She was already here—she'd see it through."I won't be long. I promise, okay?"The man nodded in silence. He didn't insist. But he was sure Eros would be furious when he found out. Lucy closed the door and walked toward the entrance. The building was modern and luxurious. Daniel had invited her to his penthouse in Paris. Her hands trembled as she pressed the elevator button, and when the doors opened, she stepped in alone, without looking back.She reached the thirty-second floor, walked down the carpeted hallway, held her breath, and knocked on the door.A second passed—then another. Finally, the door opened. And Daniel appeared with a smile."Com

C60 – A SHAMELESS LUCY."Do you think this buys me, Lucy?" Eros growled, his gray eyes—sinful as ever—locked on hers. "That a pretty body is enough to make me forget you betrayed my trust?"She didn't answer. She couldn't. The words died in her throat as she felt the head of his cock push past her lips, stretching her with a delicious burn. She lowered her mouth to his neck, kissing softly before biting—a provocation.Eros grunted, his hands gripping her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as if he wanted to mark her. But Lucy didn't back down. She began to move—riding him with deliberate slowness, feeling him fill her, open her, reach places that made her shudder."Do you like it?" she whispered, shameless. "Do you like how I ride you, Eros?"He didn't answer. He didn't want to give in. But his breathing was ragged, and the way his muscles tensed beneath her… betrayed that he was losing control. Then Lucy remembered Tamara's words."He'll never be fully yours."And that enraged her.