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All Chapters of Unexpected Love With The Mafia Don: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50
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Hips Don't Lie
Jennifer's eyes flung open. She took a minute to digest what had happened. Did he just say what I thought I heard him say? She thought. Frowning, she leaned back and looked into his face. His mischievous smirk and the naughty twinkle in his eyes told her that she had not misheard him. Pursing her lips, she rolled her eyes. "The eff, Frank!" She hissed, slightly irritated at what he had done. He laughed in amusement. He loved how annoyed she looked. "You are cute when you are angry," he told her. Rolling her eyes she shoved him away and glanced at the expensive cars in the garage. "I don't care which one. I honestly don't know anything about cars," she said. "Well, have you ever ridden an Audi?" He asked and she shook her head in response. "Then let's take that one," he decided and walked towards the black Audi, one of his favourites.
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It was hot. Frank and Jennifer were both pulled into a daze. They were in their own world full of love and lust. The concupiscent movements of their limbs didn't seem to quench their thirst for each other until several rounds of love making were over. Frank didn't seem to care how much she screamed. In fact, her screams and moans only fuelled his desire. They were like music to his ears. He loved it. It made him want more of her….more. He loved seeing how her eyes rolled with each wave of pleasure she experienced. He made sure that he explored every inch of her, making her shudder in his arms. "Frank….ahhh," she screamed as she reached her climax for the third time that night. He didn't care how loud she was being. The room was soundproof, and even if it wasn't, he wouldn't have
Read moreWorth a Try
When Frank left to attend to his daily tasks, Jennifer took the canvas to begin preparing her surprise. She placed the canvas in such a way that what she drew couldn't be seen when Frank entered the room."Maybe I should paint a starry night in the background….like the beautiful night sky I saw last night." She wondered out loud as she sketched the portrait of his mother. She had taken the picture album from the closet when Frank left in the morning. She looked through the varieties of paint she had bought the other day."Aww, shucks! I don't have suitable paint to make a night sky," pouting, she grumbled. Sighing, she leaned back in the seat. She closed her eyes and imagined the breathtaking beauty she had witnessed the night before. An involuntary smile curved her lips. "I want a night sky," she mumbled and glanced at the canvas. She was certain that it would add to the perfection of her gift."The painting would be extraordina
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Carl anxiously watched as the boys put her into the backseat of his Range Rover. He had parked his car on the narrow street behind the mall, where it was abandoned. Most people preferred to avoid the narrow alleys fearing the possibility of being mugged or attacked by any criminal waiting in ambush, which made it the perfect place for his gang to carry out their task. "Quick! Todd didn't want any mistakes," Carl exhorted impatiently. "You want us to follow?" One of them asked as he closed the door. "Yes. In case she wakes up. The drive isn't a long one. But I need two of you to hold her down until we reach our destination." Bobbing their heads, two of them climbed in while the others walked away.
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Jennifer was soaked in sweat when her eyes fluttered open. She winced. The splitting headache that made her feel like her head might explode made it hard for her to focus. Her forehead creased as she tried to remember what was going on. "Damn!" She cursed under her breath. Her headache was so bad that she couldn't think properly. Taking steady breaths, she lay silently, hoping that it would help her. Time passed and she didn't open her eyes. She was thankful for the pin drop silence that surrounded her since it helped, coping with her headache.After it resided to some extent she tried to move, but soon realised that she couldn't. Once again, her eyes flung open. Her hands were tied, so was her feet. "What the…."She looked around. She was in a strange place. The place was neatly furnished, not a thing was misplaced. The wooden walls were varnished in an attractive shade of reddish br
Read moreJogging His Memory
Jennifer stared into the familiar brown eyes. "Frank!" She managed to exclaim after some time. A smile spread across her face. She wrapped her arms around him. The immense feeling of euphoria that washed over her made her heart swell. She was saved. Frank found her. Four of his men surrounded them, with their guns in their hands. He had come to look for her fully prepared to fight."Are you okay?" He asked. "Yes, but let's get out of here. Todd is crazy….." she trailed off as she glanced in the direction of the cabin. "Todd?" "Yes. It was him! I managed to knock him out before running away. But he might wake up soon. Let's get out of here!" She wanted to leave. She didn't want to stay in the woods. "I want to see where he kept you," he said. Jennifer was hesitant, however, she took him to the cabin. He had assured her that it was going to b
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"Jenny had gone to the mall to buy some things she needed to make a painting. I sent her with Mike and two others." Frank told him. "Carl came to talk to me and some guy spilt coffee on her. Now I think that was a distraction. She went to the bathroom to change and then she never came out. That is where she was kidnapped. The window was open and it looked to us as though they must have climbed onto the terrace of the next building." Mike explained. Frank clenched his jaws as he narrowed his eyes on Todd. "We checked the CCTV footage of the mall. I saw Todd in that area on it," Frank stated his glare fixed on his cousin. Todd's eyes shifted to Frank, however, he quickly averted his gaze. His eyebrows knitted together as he shook his head.
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Todd clutched onto his drink, glaring at the sparkling drink in it as he sat at the counter of the bar. It had been a bad day. It was bad enough that he had to kill his best friend the night before and now, Mike and the others had found the men who helped in the abduction. As expected, their retribution wasn't nice. Todd had excused himself from facing them, fearing the possibility of them pointing fingers at him. His uncle surely would do his investigation if all of them start to blame him for everything. Honestly, things had been going from bad to worse for him ever since they had come back to live in the mansion. Todd had hoped to see the day that Frank finally fell out of his father's favour. He was certain that Frank couldn't do it right. However, it looks like he had help from his loyal men and had gone far enough to impress his father.
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Days passed. Todd worked with Frank and it seemed to everyone that finally, they had managed to overcome their differences and work together as a team. Frank let him work with him since he believed that if he was sincerely sorry about his previous actions, he deserved a chance to let him prove himself. Nonetheless, Frank didn't let his guard down and Todd knew it. Hence he tended to be extremely careful with everything he did. Todd didn't contact Oswald on his private number, fearing that his call and messages might be intercepted. They barely spoke, and when they did it was via email. It became a normal routine for them to work in the office and the shed together. And as days passed by, Frank started to feel comfortable around him. However, Jennifer was still sceptical about him. "Why don't you buy her a phone? Then she could contact you easily right?" Todd suggested as they stood at the shed side by s
Read moreWhy Not?
With a frantic heart beating in her chest, Jennifer stared at the three men. Frank was gawking goggle-eyed at her painting. His father was simply stunned. Todd too seemed to be in shock. Jennifer smiled nervously, not knowing what meaning she was supposed to derive from their reaction. Was it bad? She didn't know. Was it good? She sure hoped so. Inhaling deeply, she glanced at her painting. The starry sky and full moon were perfectly illustrated in the background. Frank's mother was smirking at them and the moonlight seemed to gleam on her face. Jennifer had painted her exactly how she had seen her in the picture. She couldn't possibly have gone wrong anywhere, right? "What do you think?" She asked anxiously.&n
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