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The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XV
REBECCA The tray of food beckoned me with its tantalizing aroma, causing my stomach to protest loudly. Yet, as I glanced back at the closed door, my heart raced in anticipation, fearing the return of Artemy, ready to drag me back into the dreaded basement. To my relief, he didn't burst through the door, and I found solace leaning against the headboard, my gaze falling upon my bandaged wrist. Artemy had taken the time to wrap it, and he had also brought me food, offering an apology for his actions. Conflicting emotions surged within me. Fear lingered, but his unexpected kindness touched me deeply. Was he truly sincere? A silent plea echoed in my mind, desperately hoping he meant it. Running my thumb over the bandage, I reminisced about the way he delicately kissed my wrists, as though afraid of causing me harm. It shattered my preconceptions of him as a callous individual. Remorse and guilt had flickered in his eyes, but doubts gnawed at me. Did his remorse stem from genuine regret
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XVI
REBECCA "He did seem genuinely remorseful," I admitted. Chuckling softly, Lynda shook her head. "There you have it, then. You have your answer." My heart fluttered, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of my lips. With Lynda's reassurance, I felt a sense of lightness, and my shoulders relaxed in relief. "Thank you," I whispered, turning my hand over to grasp hers. "It's okay. By the way, Mom is extremely worried about you. Artemy informed her that you wouldn't be working today. That's why she sent me to check up on you," Lynda disclosed, explaining her presence. Pushing aside the comforter, I struggled to get out of bed and stood upright. "I want to see her," I declared, unable to bear the thought of Nona's distress. In a short span of time, she had become a maternal figure in my life, offering me comfort during my moments of vulnerability. Most importantly, no one had ever shown genuine concern for me before. Nona had come back, and all I yearned for was to embrace her. The
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XVII
ARTEMY Brayden walked alongside me as we made our way towards my office, the sound of our footsteps echoing in the corridor. His voice broke the silence, filled with a hint of urgency. "Are we still on for the clubs' check-up tonight?" he inquired, glancing at me with a mixture of concern and determination. Responding with a grunt, I offered a nod, acknowledging our agreement without saying a word. We reached my office, where Milandro, Leon, and Avim awaited our arrival. As soon as they caught sight of us, they rose from their seats, a sign of respect. Meeting their gaze, I motioned for them to sit before taking my own place. Gathering everyone's attention, I announced the news we had received. "Raffaele has sent us another warning," I declared, the weight of the situation evident in my voice. "He's set his sights on another club, and he won't hesitate to kill anyone who stands in his way. He wants the whorehouse under his control. I want a minimum of twelve men there, guarding th
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XVIII
REBECCA When I approached him to express my condolences, a surge of fear coursed through me. I worried that he would respond with anger, despite him acknowledging that it wasn't my fault. However, the weight of my father's actions lingered heavily on my conscience. He had taken the life of Artemy's mother, and if my father couldn't bring himself to apologize and make amends, then it fell upon me to carry that burden. Living under Artemy's roof, relying on his hospitality, I concealed the truth that I was his greatest enemy. While I myself may be innocent of any personal wrongdoing, my bloodline betrayed me. I yearned to disclose the truth to him, but I knew deep down that he wouldn't comprehend. In fact, nobody would understand, not even Nona or Lynda. They saw my family as adversaries, oblivious to the fact that I, too, had become a victim and suffered the consequences. The weight of my suffering grew unbearable, and I longed for happiness. But in order to protect myself, I couldn
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XIX
REBECCA Lynda gasped in surprise, her eyes widening. "Oh my God, Becca. I completely lost track of time. I'm so sorry. You were supposed to rest." She hurriedly stood up and wiped the countertop clean, a touch of guilt evident on her face. I reassured her with a smile. "It's alright. I had a great time talking to you." She shook her head, a hint of playful exasperation in her eyes. "Still, you need to go rest now, or Mom will never let me hear the end of it." She rolled her eyes dramatically, emphasizing the point. "Well, you do have a point," I chuckled, pulling her into a quick hug. In response, she playfully nudged me towards the door. "Go on, go rest." Making my way to the bedroom, I closed the door softly behind me. Tiredness washed over me, and without bothering to change out of my dress, I eagerly climbed into bed, nestling myself under the cozy, warm comforter. The day's activities had taken their toll, and now that I was finally lying down, my body felt heavy and letharg
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XX
REBECCA The warm morning sun gently illuminated my face, prompting me to squint and shield my eyes from its glaring rays. As I turned around, an uncomfortable ache spread across my back, causing my forehead to crease in confusion. Why did my once soft and cozy bed feel so unbearably hard? Slowly regaining consciousness, I blinked my eyes open and found myself face to face with the underside of the couch in my bedroom. I rubbed my eyes, attempting to shake off the remnants of sleepiness. A lazy yawn escaped my mouth, followed by a groan as I let my arms cross over my chest, resigning myself to the floor again. Turning my head to the side, I noticed Artemy's jacket lying beside me. A frown of bewilderment formed on my face as I cautiously reached out, running my fingers gently over the fabric. "Hmm," I mumbled, struggling to recollect the events of the previous night, a disorienting haze clouding my mind. Why am I clutching his suit jacket? As soon as the thought crossed my mind,
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XXI
REBECCA Entering the kitchen, I spotted Lynda clutching a tray. As her eyes met mine, her face brightened, and she greeted me with an exuberant smile. "Oh my goodness, you're an absolute lifesaver!" Confused, I loosened my apron from around my waist and inquired, "What do you mean?" Instead of answering, she pressed the tray into my hands, placing a glass filled with a white substance on top. "This is protein for Artemy. I need you to give it to him," she explained. "What?" I hesitated. I didn't want to encounter him, let alone be in the same room. His presence was overwhelming, and I preferred to keep my distance. "Please, do this for me," Lynda pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. Shaking my head, I questioned, "Lynda, why can't you do it yourself?" "Because..." She nervously bit her lip, searching for the right words. "You know..." "Lynda?" I raised an eyebrow, prompting her to elaborate. Just as she was about to speak, her attention shifted towards Milandro passing
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love XXII
REBECCA I shouldn't have set my expectations high. Artemy was no ordinary man; he was a mob boss, a ruler in his own right. Ruthlessness, coldness, and a complete lack of empathy defined him. He couldn't care less about others' opinions of him. Men like him behaved exactly as one would expect. I had witnessed it firsthand, and deep down, I should have known better. But for some foolish reasons, I allowed myself to entertain the idea that he might be different. Clearly, I was mistaken. As I descended the stairs, Lynda unexpectedly emerged from a closet near the kitchen. Her hair was tousled, her dress askew, and a satisfied grin adorned her face. Spotting me, she winked mischievously before making her way into the kitchen. Milandro followed her out, his eyes locked on her departing figure, clearly consumed by desire. "Men," I muttered to myself, keeping my gaze lowered to avoid encountering his lustful eyes. "Hey, Becca," he called out. I acknowledged him with a nod but refraine
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The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LX
REBECCAI writhed against his thighs, seeking relief, but he chuckled softly before withdrawing."Such explicit language, my kitten," he chided playfully, his gaze locked on me. "I wonder how best to tame it.""Artemy... I need you.""No, my kitten, the moment is mine now," he declared, a smug grin curving his lips as he gazed down at me.With deliberate purpose, Artemy stepped back, shedding his shirt in a haste that verged on impatience."Shed your dress," his command was clear.Obeying without
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LIX
REBECCAWith a mere utterance, I tentatively slipped my hand between my thighs. Artemy's gaze flared, and I swallowed audibly. Wetting my lips, I applied a gentle pressure to my center.My back arched involuntarily, a moan escaping me as I began to stimulate my clit. Artemy adjusted his position, his gaze unwavering and intense.A surge of electric pleasure surged through me as I inserted a finger, my chest heaving with each breath as the pressure within me intensified.Thumb circling the sensitive nub, I introduced another finger, my hips responding with a forward thrust. I circled my clit with greater fervor, striving to push myself over the edge.
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LVIII
REBECCAMy pulse quickened as Artemy drew me onto his lap. I nibbled on my lower lip, sensing the warmth rising to my cheeks under his intense gaze. His eyes tracked my every move, their desire seemingly intensifying by the moment. He exuded an undeniable allure at that very instant.Out of my peripheral vision, I caught Lynda's beckoning gesture. "Looks like it's time for our inaugural dance," I murmured softly.Artemy cradled me against his chest, rising from his seat in one fluid motion. He carried me to the dance floor's center and gently placed me on my feet. I draped my arms around his neck, drawing myself closer to him.His hands found my hips as the music started, and we began our dance. T
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LVII
REBECCARaising my eyes to meet his, my fingertips brushed over his chest, the cadence of his fervent heart beneath them. "This is my pledge to you, Artemy Loskutov. Your love is my anchor, my wellspring of strength. I promise to pour forth my affection from now until eternity's closure. I vow to nurture, to confide in your love, to be what you require, ensuring your emotions are perpetually considered. I pledge to express my love and reverence. I yearn to share my days alongside you. I, Rebecca Cavalieri, commit to embracing you as my husband, to love, honor, console, and cherish you from this day onward. We meld as one, an eternal unity."Savoring the anticipation, I formed my final words. "This vow emerges from the depths of my heart, a pledge to you.""May we
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LVI
REBECCAMy heart quickened its tempo at the sight that unfolded before me. In that moment, nothing else registered; the entirety of my focus was consumed by the figure stationed at the far end of the aisle.Each step toward Artemy stole my breath away, the journey itself a blur as his gaze anchored me. His eyes, a striking bluish steel hue, bore into me with unwavering intensity, tracing my every movement, my every advance.His attire adhered to his usual black suit, save for the addition of a golden tie. His hair lay sleek against his head, a few days' worth of stubble lending him a rugged allure. I had insisted he forgo shaving, as it heightened his appeal.His eyes remained locked onto mine as
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LV
REBECCA"Alright, close your eyes, my dear," Camilla's voice was a gentle whisper, tinged with excitement. I could detect the joy in her tone, and it ignited a matching smile on my face. With a mixture of anticipation and unsteady legs, I complied, shutting my eyes."Are you all set?" Lynda's voice carried an air of eager anticipation."You guys didn't transform me into a clown, did you?" I quipped playfully.Their laughter resonated in the room, eliciting giggles from me. At last, I opened my eyes, blinking as the world before me came into focus. Then, a gasp escaped my lips, involuntary and genuine."You are an absolute vi
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LIV
REBECCAThree weeks had passed since that pivotal moment. Artemy's arm drew me toward him, enveloping me until I was nestled against his warmth, almost melding into him. His strong arms encircled my waist, and I pressed myself against him, my head finding its place on his shoulder. As if seeking solace, one of my legs draped over his hips, and his grip on my thigh was both firm and possessive.In the cocoon of his embrace, I inhaled his scent, the rhythmic cadence of his heartbeat serenading me. His touch traced indistinct patterns across my back, each stroke a balm to my senses, lulling me into tranquility.Amid this intimate connection, his voice, a soft caress, brushed against my ear, breaking the spell of silence. "Where shall we journey for our honeymoon?" Hi
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LIII
REBECCAI descended the stairs, greeted by the heartwarming scene of Lynda, Bernadette, and Camilla gathered in the living room. Bernadette's knees were engaged in a rhythmic bounce, Princess nestled on her lap, their interaction an attempt to amuse the small canine companion.As my gaze swept over the tableau, an involuntary smile etched its way across my face. The unexpected sight before me was a testament to the depth of these connections.Aunt Bernadette, the role seemed incongruous at first glance. The transformation was astonishing - Bernadette, once reserved and distant, had evolved into a devoted aunt. This facet of her, while not frequently displayed, radiated a clear and undeniable fondness for Cevia.
The Mafia Don's Innocent Love [Book 2] LII
REBECCAI roused from slumber to find the expanse of the bed empty beside me, an unexpected void that jolted me into alertness. Swiftly, I elevated myself into a sitting position, my eyes grappling with the persistent morning radiance as I blinked away the remnants of sleep.Emerging from the covers, I navigated my way toward the crib stationed nearby, only to discover it vacant, devoid of the presence I anticipated. My recollection painted a picture of Artemy embarking on his early morning ritual to tend to Cevia. Had they not returned to the comfort of our shared sanctuary?While enveloping myself in a robe, I embarked on a trajectory towards the bathroom, swiftly tending to the ritual of dental hygiene and facial invigoration. With my hair haphazardly ensnared
