All Chapters of Italian Mafia 2: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

❧ Lorenzo ☙"Let's talk. what do you want?" he charges forward and stops abruptly at Darian's threatening step to step out to meet her. "I want your life for hers." Of course I do, I look at Camillo with a small smile and then step forward to meet Darian.I laugh because I know that's what this stupid guy would want, but I'm not an idiot, I won't let em blackmail me so easily, "How much do you want for her?" ."We are businessmen and money is our language, name your price and it's yours," I tell him without hesitation, I walk away from him and put my hands in my pockets.He seems to be considering my offer, I stand still waiting for his answer but for Camilo and my men know that only Fiorella's integrity keeps me from wrapping my fingers around the damn goblin's throat, until he can't breathe. Until it squeezes its useless life out of its useless shell.She stared at him unflinchingly. "You, you want to pay me to get back the woman you stole from me, is that right? Because it looks l

❧ Fiorella ☙My heart pounds in my chest and fear creeps up my back. I miscalculated the distance between this place, I also didn't see the huge mesh that borders the whole place from side to side. "HAAAAAAAAAAAA", I scream in the cold, empty darkness, light seeps in from the still half-open door I came out of. If I go back now, no one will know I tried to run away. No, he'll be able to read it all over my face as soon as he takes his mouth off the other woman long enough to notice me.It doesn't matter now, what's done is done, there's no turning back, I take one last look at the door and head in the opposite direction, up a small hill towards a post or lamp that cuts through the darkness. I hit a screen before I reach it. My only options are to take shelter inside or follow the screen out of this maze of warehouses.Well, forward I get an urge to run, especially knowing that as soon as he realizes I've disappeared, he'll come chasing after me. The farther away he is, the less chanc

❧ Darian ☙After what happened last night, I want her even more and her being naked, tied to the bed in her room, doesn't help at all on the contrary it only causes me to get harder. I felt it was a fitting punishment for her running away, for having almost completely escaped from me.I can't even think about it, or I feel like grabbing her, marking her, claiming her back. The urge came over me last night. I did nothing I regret, except stopping before burying myself in her warmth. Even now, something primal in my body demands I take her in ways I've never taken a woman.The way she writhed on the ground, with the rocks and dirt grinding into her skin, she had enjoyed my cruelty. And I had savored the reward afterwards. It's not until Connor walks into my office and plops down on the couch in front of my desk with a meaningful look on his face that I completely push away the thought of his soft skin under my hands.Today he's wearing black pants and a black t-shirt looks like we're in

❧ Fiorella ☙"Any revenge he gets by selling me out won't do him any good and won't make him feel any better when it's over. I'll just be another mark on his conscience, another scar he'll never be able to erase." My voice is low and thready. I try to keep the tears at bay so he doesn't really see how scared I am."This isn't about Lorenzo caring about you. This is about Darian taking something from your husband. You think we don't know he's desperately looking for you? It's clear he does, but knowing that Darian took something from him is what will destroy him, that's the real revenge." My mouth drops open, probably making me feel like a fish out of water.Of course, he knows that. However, he doesn't care that he's innocent. I don't know if that makes it better or worse. "I thought we were friends once, you were always chivalrous to me and never disrespected me, I never thought you would agree to this, it's such a low and dastardly thing to do," Connor studies me, his long muscular

❧ Darian ☙I rip the top button of my shirt from its hole as I stare into her eyes. "What does it look like?" it takes me a few seconds to rip off the rest of the buttons and pull the shirt out of my pants.She drags her gaze over every inch of my slowly revealing skin. She may think she's above it all, but I can see the whites of her eyes as she takes in my abs and the tattoos covering my torso.I toss my shirt on the chair and unbuckle my belt, never taking my eyes off her. But she continues to stare at my body like it's the last dessert on the buffet. "See anything you like?" I shout at her.When she doesn't answer, I take off my belt and snap my fingers in front of her nose. He startles and grabs the desk by the hips. His eyes dart to mine. "What?""It's rude to stare, Fiorella, tell me what you want, what you were going to offer Connor and maybe he'll give it to you. Use your words." She swallows hard, her voice low and husky as she replies."You call me darling when you're angry