All Chapters of The Mafia's Don Plus Size Bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lorenzo continued to tend to my injured foot in silence. As his thick fingers spread the cool ointment over my swollen skin, his eyes drifted higher up my legs. He noticed the yellow and purple marks left by my father's belt, along with the bloody scrapes on my wrist from Camila's nails. His face remained hard as a rock, but his jaw clenched tightly. "What are these?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "My father," I whispered, keeping my gaze locked on the floor. "He was angry when I did not bring home enough money last week. And the wrist... that was Camila." Lorenzo did not say a word. He reached into the small kit, scooped up more balm, and began to apply it to the other wounds on my legs and arms. His touch was firm, almost mechanical, yet he did not press hard enough to make me flinch. The contrast between his cold eyes and his attentive hands sent a confusing shiver down my spine. Once he finished wrapping a clean white bandage around my foot, he stood up, wiping h

The black circle of the rifle barrel pointed directly at my forehead. My lungs locked. In that split second, my whole life flashed past my eyes. I was going to die here, Mrs moretti would blow my head off and that's it, tears welled up in his eyes I saw my mother’s tired smile before she passed away. I saw the endless nights I spent working two jobs, scrubbing floors until my palms ached just to buy Chloe’s medicine. I remembered the heavy smell of flowers at the altar four years ago, the terrifying silence of the church when I walked away from Liam, and the cold leather belt my father used to break my spirit. I was going to die here, in a concrete cellar, completely unloved and discarded like trash. Then Camila burst into a sharp, hysterical laugh. She lowered the rifle, resting the barrel against her knee as she shook her head. "I really wish you could see your face, right now, you stupid cow."

His mouth came crashing back down with much more intent, Lorenzo stayed over me on the sofa, one knee braced between my thighs. He went back to my breasts with focused hunger, squeezing the full soft weight of them in his hands while his mouth closed over one nipple. He sucked hard, then softer, then scraped his teeth just enough to make me gasp. His other hand kneaded the opposite breast, thumb rolling the peak until both were tight and aching. “These have been driving me crazy,” he muttered against my skin. “How Soft and Perfect.” I could only breathe out a shaky sound. My fingers curled into the sofa cushions. His hands continued their onslaught, squeezing my full breast from different angles and sucking on my cleavage until I could barely breathe. He finally left my breasts, his hands sliding down over my stomach, then lower. He ran his palms slowly up the insides of my thighs, spreading me open, circling closer and closer to where I was already dripping wet without e

~ Lorenzo ~ I turned on my heel and walked away from the sofa, leaving Kate huddled under the blanket. I stepped into my adjoining private office, closing the heavy oak door behind me. I walked straight to the desk, pulled out the receiver connected to the house line, and brought it to my ear. I wanted to hear every single word. Chloe's shrill voice came through the speaker first. "Kate? Kate, is that really you? Oh thank God! I need money, Kate. I feel so sick again, and my chest hurts so bad." From the lounge, Kate's response was barely a whisper. I had to press the receiver tight against my ear to catch her words. "Chloe... I do not have any money." "What do you mean you do not have money?" Chloe whined, her tone instantly changing from pathetic to sharp. "Father stormed out two days ago after another suitor dropped me off. He took whatever cash was left in the drawer. The landlord came by today threatening to throw me out, and the doctor said I might need another surgery

CHAPTER 15: BREATHLESSMarcus's voice came through the receiver, heavy with calculation. "Got it sir, but I feel like they might be doing the same, Matteo Rossi is not one to go for a girl like Chloe do obviously they have been doing some digging""Get as much information as you can Marcus,dl don't let them suspect a thing I don't want to be the one who finally starts this war""Yeah, got you but...." Marcus paused on the other end as of weighing his words""Yes Marcus " I asked sightly annoyed now"Don Moretti, if Matteo Rossi is involved, wouldn't it be safer to get rid of Kate now before this becomes a real problem? Camila was supposed to be the target for leverage, not a broken girl from the south."I turned slightly, stealing a glance toward the sofa. Kate had just finished the last bite of the sandwich, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand."No," I said flatly. "She stays.""Boss—""I said n