All Chapters of Mafia king Innocent Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The loud curse boomed as the waiter approached, spilling a whole cup of hot chocolate on Alisha, drenching her dress.Shocking both Alisha and everyone nearby, the attention swiftly shifted to them.“Can't he see?”“He's going to lose his job now.”“Utterly useless!”The harsh words rippled through the air, as if everyone had been waiting for such an opportunity.Alisha was stunned as the scalding liquid made contact with her skin, leaving it slightly burnt and reddened.She couldn't grasp what had just happened; her reaction was completely numb.Nishi and Daisy both sprang to their feet, grabbing tissue paper to help clean her up.“What have you done?” Daisy glared furiously at the waiter, noticing the painful redness on Alisha's hand.“We need to tend to this,” Nishi insisted, gently cleaning the affected area.“I'm sorry, miss, truly sorry,” the waiter pleaded, fearing the consequences of his mistake and the looming threat of losing his job.He knew he had blundered, and judging by

Alice watched the tears spill from Alisha's eyes, observing how she forced them out, almost as if she were challenging him. It both frustrated and intrigued him that his presence alone couldn't elicit genuine tears, especially after what she had done—leaving him. It felt like she was poking at his ego with her fake tears.He couldn't deny finding her tears somewhat cute, but the way she looked, it was exaggerated.“Sweetheart, that's not how you cry. Let me show you,” Alice's voice dripped with malice as he grabbed Alisha's hair and forcefully slammed her head into the wall, not exerting too much force but enough to leave her with a concussion.“Ahhh!” Alisha cried out in pain, feeling her face scrape against the rough surface of the wall.Alice pressed his body against hers, his aroused state evident as his hands tangled in her hair and pinned one of her hands behind her back. The side of Alisha's head began to bleed from the impact.“See, I told you. If you don't cry, you're going t

"If you don't want to, then you don't have to leave either. We're not playing games here, where you get to walk away without any consequences," Alice asserted, pressing Alisha harder against the wall.Her cheek scraped against the rough surface, sending waves of pain through her body. She struggled to open her eyes fully, but the pressure against her left eye forced it shut, intensifying her discomfort."I'm not saying I don't want to suck your cock. I'm saying I don't even entertain the thought of staying. I do want to leave," Alisha replied, her voice strained with difficulty.Feeling utterly helpless, she resigned herself to complying with whatever he demanded. If it was just an animal, she could wash her tongue clean afterward. But if this continued, he would surely crush her against the wall.Under the relentless pressure, she felt her bones threatening to buckle. She refused to let her skin be torn apart in such agony. It was just sucking a cock—she might vomit, but at least sh

Alisha grappled with Alice's words, her mind reeling at the idea that every woman supposedly engaged in such a tradition of sucking cock through pants at least once in their lives. Was this some bizarre cultural norm she had somehow missed, or was he simply lying to manipulate her?But as she struggled to catch her breath, trapped beneath him, she realised she had little choice but to comply. With each passing second, her inability to breathe became more pressing than any moral dilemma."Give me some space. How am I supposed to pull your cock out of your pants if you keep hovering over me like this?" Alisha complained, her voice strained with frustration.Alice's smile in response was genuine this time, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he heard her compliance. But despite his acquiescence, he remained close enough to hover over her, his presence still suffocating.Reluctantly, Alisha removed her hands from his thighs and tentatively reached for his pants. With tremblin

Alisha weakly raised her eyes and looked in the mirror, her face covered in wet cum, some dried patches clinging to her skin. Her lips were busted, blood staining her chin, signs of her struggle evident.Her face appeared swollen on one side from being smashed into the wall. Overall, she looked messier than any real mess could ever be."You look so beautiful in my arms, with my cum, with the blood. Everything is enhancing your beauty over the top," Alice commented, his tone unsettlingly proud, like a twisted artist admiring his creation.His satisfaction was showing on his face, his happiness evident as he basked in the aftermath of his actions. The stickiness of his dick screamed of ecstasy, his heart content knowing he finally had his "Angel" in his arms, wrapped in his cum.For Alisha, all she felt was weakness and bitterness on her tongue, her mouth throbbing in pain. She weakly begged, "Please... let me go now," her voice barely audible amidst her discomfort.All she wanted was t