All Chapters of Fall For Mafia Lord: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

 41. I miss him!**  Stella's point of view... "Hey Mia, do you know when will Sir come to the office today?" I smiled at his assistant whilst playing with my fingers. Mia is a kind hearted girl and dedicated towards her work. She knows my relationship with her boss and much to my surprise she did not tell anyone in the office do far!  I was shocked to know that as I was expecting her to gossip around me and Max and spread the words like wild fire but no, she never told anyone anything! Perhaps it was Max who warned her to stay quiet and if not him then may be Mia is not from those girls who gossip around. She passed me a warm smile. Her eyebrows slightly shrunk as she took a step near me and spoke, "oh I am sorry Stella, but Sir won't be coming to the office today. I am asked to handle all his meetings on his behalf, you see!" she raised the bunch o

 Max's point of view... "But Max, nobody saw Lucifer Miller for months! How are we going to look for his location?" setting the cup aside I matched my eyes with the face of one of my finest clients, Mr. Krish Barrington. He looked a bit scared but his lips did not fail to express his thoughts. He was a fine man and I appreciate he was here. Well the answer to his question lies within his question itself. "Mr. Barrington, I have the entire plan made in my head and I will Willingly share it with you after you sign this contract." Kevin placed a copy of contract that I threw in the middle of the dining table. The lunch was done and the table was finely cleaned. Except the basket of fruits, every second object was taken away. And now the table was only occupied with the fresh glasses of wine and a dozen of wine bottles along with the tablet I had arranged for my client who will soon become my partners in crime.

 Her perfume was as always attracting her. She was not supposed to be here. He was not supposed to feel so relieved by her scent yet not encourage her visit. That was different he yearned to see her, feel her, kiss her and touch every inch of her skin but still Max assumed her arrival as inappropriate as it can be.  He pulled her close inhaling all of her scent as the cloud of desires covered his head. Max caressed her cheek with the back of his hand with the knuckles looking deep in her eyes, "Why did you come here? Shouldn't you be going home than coming here?" he saw her smiling at his interrogation and hug him. "You look tired!" he dipped his fingers in her hair hence massaging her scalp.  Stella closed her eyes feeling him as much possible. He gave her a hard time by staying away from her. She cannot put her emotions in words as in how much she missed him.  She craved his smile and those

 Stella's point of view... Besotted with extreme darkness clouding my vision, I heard distant noise of someone's grunts and grumble. "Nobody touches her in my absence. NOBODY!" My head ached with agonizing ache. Where was I? Why was I feeling a throbbing ache in my wrists. It felt like a hot boiling cannister of crude oil was poured on my skin.  I attempted to remember the last thing I witnessed and that is when I my eyes jolted wide. My breaths turned heavy and lashes batted uneasily feeling immense pain creeping inside my body.  "Max, promise me you will not release her easily! You saw what she was up to, didn't you?" I recognized it as Maria's voice.  A flare of deep groan killed the two seconds silence, "Come on Maria, will you just stop suspecting your own brother? What you want me to do, killer her or Rape her?" there was an

(Recommended for 16+ contains foul language) Stella's point of view... Cocooned in the blanket I stayed partially awake as the whole night flashed again before my eyes. His beastly bites and scratches on my body remained fresh and the soreness on the whole skin of my body burnt ablaze. He is a brutal animal in the body of a man not because he was on a mission to claim my body but because he broke all my dreams into pieces.  I wished the earth would swallow me up along. Falling for him proved out to be a mistake. It was not his tortures that hurt me or his fresh new blemish on my body but the sudden change in his behaviour. My throat had lost its voice and slowly my faint stamina too left my frame hence leaving me all at his mercy. The last thing I remembered before falling numb was that he was biting on my navel. "Wake up, love" I heard his voice and chilly wetness on my face.