Alle Kapitel von The Mafia's Don Plus Size Bride : Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

~ Lorenzo ~I held onto Camila’s throat a little too firmly, my thumb digging into her skin as raw anger raced through my veins. She thrashed slightly against my arm, her heels scraping the black asphalt.I let her go with a harsh shove, my breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps. Before she could regain her balance, I snatched the car keys straight from her trembling grip."Lorenzo, you maniac!" she choked out, clutching her neck.I ignored her, getting behind the wheel and starting the ignition. Camila scrambled around the front hood, moving toward the passenger side door to get in, but I slammed my foot on the gas pedal. The car surged forward, missing her hip by mere inches as she screamed and stumbled back onto the concrete.I drove straight to the hospital, my head pounding violently with every beat of my heart. My mind raced with dark thoughts of my father. Had he made it to the hospital already? Was he still lurking near the villa?The second I pulled into the emergency lot, I ju

~ Kate ~When I opened my eyes again, the harsh hospital light stabbed at my vision. I blinked slowly, adjusting to the brightness until Marcus came into focus. He was sitting quietly in a chair by the wall.I tried to call out to him, but no sound came from my dry throat. It felt completely parched, burning for a single drop of water. I turned my head to the other side of the room and noticed a second bed. Someone was lying there under a thin white blanket.I leaned closer, squinting through the blur, and realized it was Chloe."Marcus..." I tried to speak, but the sudden movement sent a sharp, throbbing spike of pain straight through my temples. I quickly pressed my hand against my forehead, holding still until the dizziness passed.Marcus sat up immediately, stepping over to the side of my bed. "Kate? Are you okay?"I could not answer. I just shook my head slightly, keeping my body as rigid as possible to avoid the pain. Marcu

~ Kate ~The three bulky men stepped out from the shadowy gates, their massive frames illuminated by the high beams of our headlights. My heart hammered against my ribs, each breath coming out short and shallow as pure terror held me frozen in the passenger seat.One of the men leaned down to Marcus's open window, his voice a low rumble. "Don Lorenzo is inside waiting."Marcus nodded once, turning off the ignition. "Let us go, Kate."I scrambled out of the car, keeping close to Marcus as the three terrifying guards flanked us. We walked through the heavy gates and into what looked like a run-down, abandoned structure from the outside. But the moment we pushed through the thick double doors, the atmosphere completely shifted.The interior was striking, decorated like a high-end luxury residence with warm marble floors, soft lighting, and expensive leather furnishings.Lorenzo sat on a wide sofa in the center of the living room. He looked utterly exhausted, his shirt unbuttoned at the c

~ Kate ~ I stared up at Lorenzo, my fingers feebly tugging on his strong wrists to loosen his grip. But as the echo of his final threat died down in the quiet room, something inside me snapped. Years of holding myself together, of acting brave, shattered in a single second. I broke down completely. Hot, heavy tears spilled over my lashes, and a loud, ragged wail escaped my chest. i couldn't hold myself any longer, everything just felt so unfair, I couldn't handle the way he was treating me. I deserve a life too, a life outside high walls and chaos "I hate you, Lorenzo!" I sobbed, my voice cracking under the weight of the grief. "I hate you... God, I wish I really hated you!" Lorenzo’s jaw tightened until the muscles worked beneath his skin. His eyes remained as cold as ice, completely unreadable. "I do not give a damn if you hate me, Kate," he said, his voice flat and harsh. "All I c

Lorenzo reached for his belt. He undid the buckle slowly, the leather sliding free with a soft sound. He pulled the belt out of the loops and dropped it on the floor. Then he started on the buttons of his shirt. One by one, popping them slowly Too slow. I watched every movement, my heart still racing from what his mouth had done to me a few minutes ago He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders. It fell behind him. His chest looked hard in the low light. The thin scar near his collarbone stood out. He tugged at the waist of his trousers next, pushing them down along with his underwear. When he stepped out of them he was fully hard, pre cum shinning on the thick head. I sat up and finished taking off what little I still had on. The skirt and underwear were already gone. I pushed the last bits of cloth away. Cool air touched every part of me. Lorenzo came forward, put both hands on my shoulders, and pushed me back down onto the rug. He swept our clothes to the side with one arm so no