All Chapters of Loved by the Mafia King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

My relationship with Raven was, and I am yet the one to admit it, but it was brief. Though for that time that she gave herself to me, it meant more than I thought that it would at the moment. Yes, for only but nothing more than two weeks, she was present in my life, but in this time, she captured my heart in such a way that she totally brought me down to my knees.I cannot say if when I found who she truly was if she became more of a mountain than I wanted to conquer. Was I purely out to piss of Sloane? Perhaps, but what made everything worse in the end, no matter of the reason why I fell in love with Raven, is that she was taken away from me. Well, not by someone else but purely by her own doing. Yes, she was doing what she felt it was right for her father, yet did she not feel a single thing for me before she made her decision?Well, frankly, I think that we have passed that point where things matter, for they have now become out of hand, and I think, yet let me say

I had sex with Raven again...honestly what the fuck was I thinking?Well, the part that was doing the thinking was only thinking of all the things that he wishes to do to the little ice princess, which was hot as fucking lava.So I am preparing myself for another "Dear John" or perhaps a "Get Out." Well whichever one is playing in her head, I guess if I can say one thing to her now, then it would be something like this..."My little ice princess...From the first moment we met, I knew there was something different about you. Maybe you were the first person to treat me kindly. But, no. It was more than that. There was an aura about you that I could never quite get around. A wave of self-sufficiency, a wall of independence that no one would ever break down. It haunts me to this day. I could never compete with that, I'm a big enough person to admit it. I require a certain amount of dependence on people, I always have. Maybe that's one reason, of all the many

…Raven POV…It is early morning and the rays of the sun are lying hot on Hunter's body.Yes, I have snuck into his room…"Princess, did you break into my house?”"Perhaps…"Taking Hunter's hand, I slide it up my thigh, slipping his fingers under the seams of my shirt…He only but smiles, "Now this is a way would love for you to break in every day."His hand grips tight onto my waist. My hand is moving up his leg, my fingers gently grazing his hard length. His body is trembling as he moves his hand further under my shirt. I am becoming a wet mess, my body aching for him to be between my legsHe spins me around and pushes my chest hard into the bed, pinning my hands firm above my head. He is grinding his aching groin deep into my ass. He scrunches up my shirt and shoves the material all the way up to my waist. When he catches a glimpse of my naked ass, a groan escapes his lips.Then

The drive in the early morning sun that is laying hot and comfortable on my skin does not for the anger that I feel within. The anger that will now, once and for all, boil out of control and hopefully set the reality in that no matter how well you play the game with Raven Sloane, she is always going to win.Ya, the little ice princess was nearly going to waste my ass.The question is…does she truly have it in her to kill me? Well, that I need to ask myself when the time comes, will I be able to draw my gun and pop a bullet into the ice princess?”That is a question that I cannot answer with a definite yes or no, for the anger is consuming me.How the fuck did I let Raven Sloane play me again?So miss little ice princess never had a clip on her head, but there is still very much one on mine. And seeing that she has failed to do it now, when can I expect her return. Well, there is no way she is coming inside my home. Which means…

I fear that I have lost Raven, not to death but to an evil that possesses her. But I have to face this evil, and I fear to think that I shall have to take her life.So I rip off what is left of my shredded shirt and toss it over to the side.Mason stands behind me. This is what I have always admired about him; he shall fight for me until he shall not be able to stand.And as I look over to Jax, much to my surprise, he takes his place next to Mason.I look at them both with pure sadness on my face."Please try not to hurt her."We watch as she stands in the center of the room with her Glock firmly pointed at me. There is blood dripping from an open wound on her hand, her breathing is erratic, and the most grotesque sounds are coming from deep within her chest.Then...She is the first to make a move. Her body moves over the floor as she rapidly approaches me. Jax and Mason step two steps back while I step one forward.I g