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All Chapters of OF LUST AND LOVE (Book Two Of Mafia Series): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10
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Angel
AngelinaSonora, Mexico "Fuck! This is not happening." Another waste of perfectly good ingredients. No matter how much training she had undergone, she just couldn't cook to save her life. She had been practicing for months. "Language, mi hija," a beautiful lady beside her clucked her tongue in a motherly fashion. Angelina grinned. "Sorry." She mumbled. "In Spanish, Angelina." The woman beside her kept reminding her every damn time she switched to English. Yeah. Right. "Lo siento, tia." (I'm sorry, aunt.) She nodded in approval. "Bueno." (Good.) "Hacer otro lote de tortillas, por pabor." Okay. -Make another batch of tortillas.- "Si." She had to make sure to repeat the words in her head several times to interpret them in English for her to understand. The breezy air surrounding her made her shiver. It was early morning and she was up, ready to assist Juanita, a woman who took her in at her lowest point. She and her husband, Tio, were the trusted caretaker of a vast hacienda. The
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Palermo, Mexico CityTwenty-four Hours Earlier At twenty-seven, he was ready to die. Revenge was bittersweet yet he had accomplished what he had set out to do, his one goal when he found out he was among the living. For years, he had suffered in torment. The dreams. Their cries. His father's dead eyes blurred by tears and blood. He carried them all. Sanity was a privilege. Long had his been gone. The demons crave blood. Plaguing him. Whispering. Tempting. He had served his purpose. He had killed them all. No regrets. No remorse. He didn't know why they had to save him. Dying would have given him peace. "Urg!" His loud growl reverberated in the four corners of his room. He was alone. So alone. Months had passed since he almost died from saving a friend and it was getting harder and harder to recover. He wished the
Read moreRiver Run
Angelina This was the kind of peace she was looking for. The tranquil waters, sunlight creating sparkling jewels like diamonds made her inner turmoil vanished. But not her curiosity. People around the compound were busy the whole day. Juanita referred to it as organized chaos. Even Ramon was up at dawn supervising the ranch hands. Odd to see them in vigorous exercise and training. Like on a military drill. And gunshots resounded in the air. Her pulse throb with the sound. Exciting her. She had wanted to join the group but she didn't trust anyone to show this side of her personality. Better for them to get used to her sweet persona. Not the frenetic one urging her to fight or train or go on an adventure somewhere. She just felt so antsy lately. How to pass the time until it was safe for her to go back to the villa? Tia Juanita had wa
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Rafael Montero Cartel Leader Demons. He was plagued by them. No matter how much tequila he consumed, he couldn't block the memory of her baby sister crying. Her pain. Her lifeless eyes staring back at him. -When will it end?- Monette. She would have been a teenager now. Fuck! Some big brother he was. He was good for nothing. He couldn't even save her. In the darkness of his bedroom, heavy drapes blocking the outside world, he gulped the remaining contents of the heavy liquor. Though he was feeling the buzz of the alcohol, his mind was on full alert. Too active. Too much. Too many painful memories swirling inside his head. He could do some paperwork to pass the time. But... Rafael squinted his eyes, trying to read the time. Puta
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Angelina "Dios Mio! What happened, Angelina?" Tia's frantic voice made her feel guilty. But only a little bit. It was 2 AM and she had to disturb their sleep. That was her only regret. The man sprawled on the kitchen floor was unconscious. Her doing. And she was glad. He deserved it. "His fault, tia. He attacked me and threatened to lock me in a cell. I mean, I already told him you will speak to El Patron about me in the morning but he wouldn't listen. I did what I had to do...." Angelina stopped. Everyone was looking at her in shock. Another lady, a carbon copy of tia Juanita was smiling from ear to ear. Tio Ramon was struggling not to laugh. "What?" Tia clucked her tongue. "As if she needs more encouragement, hermana. Ramon, get some of our men so we can transfer Rafael to his quarters. And prepare a bath. He stinks of tequila." Her nose wrinkled.
Read moreTough Luck
Rafael Waking up with a fucking hangover was a terrible way to start his day. The warmth and rays of sunlight streaming from his open windows made him groan. The throbbing pain in his skull made him squint his dark brown eyes on the grandfather clock steadily ticking, mocking him. Rafael stifled a savage curse. Too early in the morning to be cursing his life. Besides, he had a lot on his plate. The first was to meet the disguised angel from last night. He didn't trust her. Like recognized like. She, the Angel was something more. Fuck! He had to stop calling her that. Her name was...Angelina. An apt name for such a delicate face but she was not from the heavens. He might have been drunk when he met her, his intuition though had deemed her as a threat. To what? To his sanity. Damn it! -Who was she really? How
Read moreHer Crazy Boss
Angelina Later in the afternoon, Angelina found herself in her favorite spot. A place where she could be herself. The dense forests, the calm waters, and the quaint little cottage, a haven she was determined to make her hideout. Inhaling deeply, thoughts in disarray, she tried to calm her jumbled nerves. Did she always have a thing for insanely handsome brooding men? She doubted she had truly grasped how deeply she was affected by him. A challenge. -Is that how she sees him?- Her mind refused to formulate a response. If she did, it will only confirm how she felt and she wasn't sure she was ready to risk it. The path she had made for herself was absolute. El Patron was never a part of it. As she promised earlier, she would be gone in a few weeks. No matter the distraction, she would not waver. From a distance, she watched the man haunting her
Read moreAdrenaline
Rafael -What devil had tempted him to do this?- He was courting danger and he was not referring to the sparring session with her. His blood was boiling but not from the excitement of the fight. The adrenaline coursing through his veins was from something else. More from his baser needs. He thought the cold morning shower would help. He was so fucking wrong. His blood was simmering once more and he had to exercise utmost control not to yank her to him and kissed her senseless and wiped the smirk of confidence on her angelic face. -Arrogant little minx.- Rafael's dark eyes couldn't keep from hungrily assessing her svelte, supple curves lovingly covered by a spandex sports bra and tights. His mouth went dry and he cursed his stupidity. These types of female sports attire should be banned forever. Angelina's stretching exercise could be classed as one of th
Read moreSorry Not Sorry
Angelina -What the fuck was wrong with her?- But El Patron looked so delicious without his shirt on, muscles hard, glistening, and flexing, she had to do something to end the incessant torture. Watching his movements had been more painful than his occasional jabs and kicks. Arousal crawled on every part of her sensitized skin, he was driving her crazy. The only solution her addled brain offered was to kiss him. Which she did. Which they both enjoyed. Too much. If only they weren't interrupted. The frustration she felt when he stopped- she felt like screaming. Trying to suppress her shivers from the memory, she glanced sideways at tia Juanita haggling with a vegetable vendor. She had not seen hide nor hair of him since the incident and to her disappointment tia dragged her along to the market. She would have loved to speak to Rafael and struck with some t
Read moreWants And Needs
Rafael -What the fuck was wrong with him?- He could have sent his most trusted men instead of going himself. But the thought of Angelina in danger made him sick to his stomach. It doesn't matter she knew how to take care of herself. He just needed to know she was safe. Of course, she was tia Juanita's niece and it was his responsibility to take care of each member of his household. Rafael tried to rationalize his actions. And it has nothing to do with her hot kisses and even hotter-than hell luscious body, right? Who was he fooling? He wanted the woman underneath him, on top of him or whatever way he could fuck her and slake his lust. He just wanted her. Period. Five bulletproof SUVs in total. Almost at the town's center, people turned and stopped what they're doing to look at their procession of black tinte
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