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The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Cloud Nine
WARNING>>>THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED!Our mouths and body danced to the same rhythm. His kiss, his touch, his warmth, his body on mine felt so congruous. My body responded to every of his touch as though it was specially made for him, as if it was heavenly ordained for him.His fingers moved to caress my cheek, the line of my jaw, to my temple. Little brushes of tenderness, contradicting the raw strength and power in those hands and body. Ready to crush me but choosing gentleness. The lust rolled over me in waves, and I fought back with all my power.His mouth left mine and slowly started to trail kisses down my neck. He latched on my neck just below my jaw eliciting a low moan from my mouth. He sucked harder and another moan left my lips. I grabbed his shoulders tightly and my nails dug into them with so much fierceness. His lips captured mine again in a hot vigorous kiss. "You taste so good,” he muttered, biting and sucking on my l
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle The Dark Of Night
ALEXANDERIn the dark of night, the stars and the moon lit up the sky. The dusk as quiet as a graveyard, save for the crickets chirping loudly in the distant and the soft breathing of this impeccable and breathtaking woman laying beside me.I was plopped up on my side, with my hand folded into a fist under my chin. I was gazing down at her beautiful face, drinking up her breathtaking features. I'm struck by the serenity that radiates from her peaceful face. Her eyelids, usually so expressive, now gently flutter with each soft breath. Her lips, curled into a subtle smile, seem to hold secrets I long to uncover.In this quiet moment, I'm reminded of the first time we met. Her bright eyes and vibrant laughter left an indelible mark on my heart. Now, as I gaze at her tranquil form, I'm filled with a sense of wonder and gratitude.Her hair, a rich tapestry of brown and gold, cascades across the pillow like a sunset on a summer evening. I ache to run my fingers through its softness, to feel
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle His Fragile Treasure
As I slowly opened my eyes, the warm light of the morning sun greeted me, casting a gentle glow on the room. I stretched, feeling the softness of the bed beneath me, and the comforting weight of the blankets. I'm met with the familiar scent of fresh laundry and a hint of his cologne, a subtle reminder that I'm not alone.I turned my head, and my gaze fell on Alexander, sitting in the armchair beside the window, watching me with a soft smile. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and his hair is mussed, as if he's been up for a while. I feel a flutter in my chest, a mix of happiness and gratitude.''Good morning,'' he whispered, his voice low and husky.I smiled, my voice still husky from sleep. ''Good morning.''He sets the cup of coffee in his hands aside and stood from the chair, his movements graceful and fluid. He leaned over me, his eyes locked on mine, and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingertips grazed my skin, sending shivers down my spine.''How are you today
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle I Love You
The next day, I was feeling so much better. Alexander made sure I rested properly yesterday without stressing myself. I practically slept the whole day, trying to regain my lost strength and weary muscles.Alexander wanted me stay in today and rest, but I refused with the excuse that I want to go and see Ava. But truthfully, I want to go and see her, it's been a while since I last saw her. After much persuasion, pleading, sulking face and a pouty lips, Alexander agreed but then I'd have to go with a lot of bodyguards which is not even a problem. They can crowd my space if they want, so far as I get to meet Ava. I've missed her so much.The drive to Ava's bakery was becoming unbearably long and boring, even when I tried to engage Jackson in a conversation, but I'd end up getting ignored or a curt nod as a reply. So much for being a sophisticated chief guard. He should loosen up a little.Immediately the car stopped in front of her bakery, I jumped out of the car and headed for the ent
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Daggers
I stepped out of Ava's office dusting off imaginary dust from my blue floral dress, the delicate fabric fluttering around my knees as I moved.I glanced around, taking in the familiar sights and sounds of the bakery. The soft hum of conversation, the clinking of cups, and the gentle chime of the door as customers came and went. The sweet aroma of freshly baked goods enveloped me, and the warm glow of the display cases made me feel cozy. I took a deep breath, feeling my shoulders relax.I looked over at Ava talking to one of the bakery workers, behind the counter. Her eyes sparkled as she laughed at something the worker said, and I couldn't help but smile.Ava's gaze met mine, and she flashed me a cocky smirk, her eyes crinkling at the corners. I gave her a playful glare and made my way over to her, weaving through the customers waiting in line.As I approached her, she sauntered away from the counter meeting me half-way. I pinched her cheek harder than normal, making her wince."That'
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Dinner
I sat silently in the plush, leather-bound rear seat of the sleek, black Cadillac SUV, parked discreetly at the curb in front of Mr. Sebastian's grand, gated estate. The soft hum of the engine and the gentle purr of the air conditioning created a soothing background noise, but my mind was elsewhere, focused on the wait.For the past twenty minutes, I had been patiently sitting in the car, surrounded by the luxurious amenities of the SUV, including the soft glow of the dashboard lights and the sweet scent of the premium leather upholstery. Alexander had specifically asked me to wait for him inside the vehicle, and I had obliged, using the time to collect my thoughts and gaze out the tinted windows at the immaculately manicured lawn and the imposing facade of Mr. Sebastian's mansion.The silence was almost meditative, broken only by the occasional chirp of a bird or the low small talks of the two bodyguards in front of the car. I checked my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, w
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle The Dinner 2
We sat around the elegantly set table, the soft glow of the candles casting a warm ambiance over the room. Mr. Sebastian, resplendent in his tailored suit, smiled warmly as he passed the bread basket to Theresa."Try the baguette, my dear," he said. "It's freshly baked."Theresa took a slice, inhaling the aroma appreciatively. "Mmm, it smells divine."Clark, seated across from me, leaned back in his chair, his eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled. "So, Alexander, how's business been?"Alexander simply shrugged. "It's been good. We've been landing some big deals lately. And don't ask me lame questions when you know exactly how business has been," he added, sarcasm dripping off his words.I took a sip of my wine, listening as the conversation flowed easily around me. Mr. Marco, seated to my right, turned to me."And how about you, Ivory? What have you been up to?"I smiled, feeling a sense of belonging. "Just the usual, Mr. Marco. Nothing too exciting."Mr. Sebastian chuckled. "I'm
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Sophia
Clark immediately stood up from his seat and rushed to his mother. His arms wrapping around her back before giving her a questioning gaze.I reluctantly tore my gaze away from Theresa's distraught face and turned to Alexander, who sat beside me with his jaw clenched in a tight, rigid line. His eyes, normally bright and warm, were now dark and intense, his brow furrowed in concern. As I looked at him, he reached out and gently took my hand in his, his fingers intertwining with mine in a comforting grasp.Then, in a tender gesture, he lifted my hand to his lips and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to the back of my palm. The touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a surge of warmth and connection flow through me. His eyes never left mine as he kissed the back of my hand."What's going on?" I asked, my voice laced with concern, as I scanned the somber faces before me. "Why do you all look so upset?" I pressed, my curiosity piqued by the mix of sorrow and anger etched on their features.
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The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Epilogue
FIVE MONTHS LATER I clutched Alexander's hand, my nails digging deep into his skin as a contraction ripped through my body like a wave crashing on the shore. "It's time," I panted, my eyes locked onto his, my voice barely above a whisper. Alexander's face was etched with concern, but he smiled reassuringly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "We're almost there, my love. Just a few more minutes." He stroked my hair, his touch gentle and soothing. But I knew it was more than that. The pain was intensifying, like a fire burning brighter with each passing moment. I could feel the baby's head crowning, the pressure building. Suddenly, Theresa burst into the room, her face set with urgency. "It's time to go! We need to get her to the hospital, now!" she exclaimed, her voice firm but laced with worry. The next few minutes were a blur as Alexander scooped me up and rushed me to the car, Clark and Mr. Sebastian following close behind, their faces set with concern. Samantha and Mr. Marco b
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Pure Bliss
As the black SUV came to a stop in front of Alexander's mansion, I felt a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Alexander got down and rounded the car to open the door for me, his eyes locked onto mine with a warm smile. I took his hand, and he helped me out of the car, his touch sending shivers down my spine.As I stepped out, I saw Theresa standing outside the patio with Mr. Sebastian, her tears-filled eyes fixed on me with a mixture of happiness and sadness. Samantha stood by the side with Mr. Marco, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Alexander's grandfather, stood with them, his eyes piercing as he gazed at me with a small smile on his lips.Alexander's hand tightened around mine as he led me towards them. Theresa immediately rushed towards me and engulfed me in a tight hug. Sobs racking through her body. My own eyes immediately clouded with tears as I hugged her back, feeling a deep sense of connection and love. I could feel her heart racing with excitement, her breath coming in s
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Forevermore
IVORY'S POV It's been two days since I saw Ezekiel at the diner. And surprisingly, I haven't seen anything unusual. I had thought that they would've stormed here already, and I've been holding on to that small hope that Ezekiel was considerate enough not to tell Alexander my location. I've been living in this small, shabby apartment for months now, trying to lay low and avoid detection. It's been a lonely existence, but a necessary one. I've missed Alexander, missed him more than I thought possible. I never stopped loving him, but I couldn't go back to him, not to his world. It was too dangerous, too suffocating. As I looked around my apartment, I felt a pang of sadness. It was small and empty, except for the bed, a table, and a few other sparse furnishings. Joe had given it to me, and I was grateful for his kindness. At least I had a roof over my head, a place to call my own. But it was a far cry from the life I had left behind. I missed the luxury, the comfort, the sense of secur
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle I Love Her
ALEXANDER'S POVI sat in my dimly lit study, gazing out the window, surrounded by the shadows of my own despair. It had been four months since Ivory left, and I was no closer to finding her. Every lead, every hint, every rumor had turned out to be a dead end. I was starting to lose my grip on reality, my mind consumed by thoughts of her, of where she might be, of whether she was safe.I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep. I couldn't focus on anything except finding her. My business was suffering, my relationships were suffering, my very sanity was suffering. And yet, I couldn't stop. I couldn't rest until I found her.Because I loved her. I loved her more than life itself. I loved her more than I ever thought possible. She was my everything, my reason for being. And without her, I was nothing.And then, the news had come. She was pregnant. My baby was growing inside her, and I wasn't there to see it, to feel it, to be a part of it. The thought was almost too much to bear.I remembered the d
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle I Found You
FOUR MONTHS LATER...I stood at the edge of the small town, my eyes fixed on the horizon. I had been on the move for months, never staying in one place for too long. I had to keep running, had to keep hiding. I couldn't let them find me.I had been living off the grid, using cash and fake IDs to survive. I had cut my hair short and dyed it brown, trying to blend in with the crowd. I had lost weight, my eyes sunken from lack of sleep.But despite the hardships, I felt free. I felt alive.I thought back to the night I escaped, the rain pounding against my face as I ran. I had never felt so alive, so exhilarated.I had made my way to Ravenwood, a small, quaint town nestled in the heart of Oregon, where I had managed to find a work as a waitress at a local diner. I kept to myself, never making friends or connections. I couldn't afford to get close to anyone.But as the months passed, I started to feel a sense of belonging. I started to feel like I could finally start over.I walked into t
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Only Love Can Hurt Like This
As I watched Alexander leave my room, I roughly brushed away the tears that were streaming down my face, my hands shaking with anger and hurt. Damn him for reducing me to this state, for making me feel so vulnerable and weak. Damn him for making me love him so deeply, so completely, only to shatter my heart into a million pieces. Damn my body for always reacting to every of his touch. And, damn my heart for still loving him after his lies and betrayal. I slowly walked to the door and slammed it shut, hardly. But, just as I was about to turn, another knock sounded on the door. Angrily I opened it, ready to bark at Alexander for not wanting to leave me alone. "What part of get out don't you under..." My words hung in my throat, when my eyes met with Theresa's. Her face was glistening with tears, her eyes swollen and puffy. A look of hurt, guilt and sadness was etched on her beautiful face. My heart almost almost melted at her pitiful sight and I wanted nothing more than to go int
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Betrayal
Laughter echoed in my mind, a cold, mirthless sound. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, used by everyone around me. My legs trembled beneath me as I reached the top of the stairs, my hand grasping for the door handle to my room.I flung the door open and stumbled inside, slamming it shut behind me. I leaned against the door, my heart racing, my mind spinning. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, with no escape.I slid down the door, my legs giving out beneath me. I buried my face in my hands, tears streaming down my face. I felt so alone, so lost. My hands wrapped around my stomach protectively, as if to protect the life growing inside me from the unknown danger surrounding me. A soft knock on the door broke the silence. "Angel, please let me in," Alexander's voice whispered through the door.I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me. "Go away," I whispered back.The knocking stopped, but I knew he wouldn't give up. He would keep trying to reach me, to expla
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Secrets And Lies
IVORY'S POVI stood frozen at the foot of the stairs, my eyes fixed on the scene before me as five pairs of eyes locked onto me, their gazes piercing and intense. Alexander's words hung in the air, a confession of secrets and lies that threatened to upend my entire world. My mind reeled, struggling to process the words he had just dropped, as if trying to solve a puzzle with missing pieces.My head spun, a dizzying sensation washing over me like a wave, leaving me breathless and disoriented. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, the wind knocked out of me, leaving me gasping for air. My legs trembled beneath me, and I reached out for the stair railings, grasping for support as the room seemed to tilt around me.Alexander immediately took a step towards me, his eyes filled with concern, but I stopped him with a raised finger, my hand shaking with a mix of anger and fear. I shook my head at him, a silent warning to stay back, to give me space to process the chaos that was erupting in
The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle Lost daughter
ALEXANDER'S POVI paced back and forth in my dimly lit study, my mind consumed by the events of the past few days. If only I had arrived sooner, maybe Ava would still be alive. Maybe Ivory wouldn't be lying on a bed, her heart broken and her spirit shattered.Three days ago, our mission to rescue Ivory and Ava from the clutches of Russo and his brother had gone catastrophically wrong. We were racing against time to reach the docks where they were being held hostage, but fate had other plans. Russo's men ambushed us, and we found ourselves entangled in a fierce battle that seemed to have no end. Wave after wave of his henchmen attacked us, each one more relentless than the last. We fought valiantly, but the sheer number of opponents slowed us down, and precious minutes ticked by.As the fight dragged on for over two hours, my anxiety grew. Every second counted, and I knew that Ivory and Ava were running out of time. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we emerged victorious, bu
