All Chapters of My Mafia Man: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alessandro gulped as she turned around to meet his gaze. She rested her feet on the floor of the pool, only half her body was submerged as she walked towards him with a smirk on her face. He was curious as to what she would do, her innocent face piqued his curiosity. His back hit the wall, and the water level was now below their thighs. Alessandro couldn’t help but pull her close to him. He grabbed her behind as they kissed passionately. Then, she pulled away and started trailing kisses down his neck, collarbone, and abs. Taking her time just to torture him as he groaned. Then, she teased his sensitive spot until he pulled her up to meet his lips again. Then, she went lower and lower, and she took her time to make him feel euphoric with her magic despite her lack of experience. Alessandro’s pov: I wake up and see the beautiful woman next to me. Last night, I saw a side of her that she has hidden from the rest of the world. She satisfied her hunger and lust by using me. The redne

“I got the tattoo when I was twenty-five years old, it is in honor of my parents. My mother always taught me to be tender, and gentle like flowers while my father taught me to be sharp and dangerous like swords,” Alessandro tells Amber with closed eyes. “So, your father is the sword, and the flowers symbolize your mother,” Amber breathes into his chest.“Yes, Amber,” he kisses her head saying, “And now, you’re my flower.” She whispers, “And you’re my sword.” The rays of the sun kiss the floor of their room, and their heavy eyelids open. They remain entangled in one another’s arms for a long time until they decide to head back home. Then, they head to their respective areas of work; guns and brushes.Two days go by in a breeze, and Sunday arrives. They board the flight and head to Canoli Islands.The white and elegant theme of the place is pleasing. The event takes place in an open-to-sky layout with waiters and waitresses serving expensive champagne, and the artists being complimente

Their steamy kissing session came to an end as the paparazzi surrounded the convertible, and the bodyguards tried their best to block the two from being captured on camera. Alessandro zoomed through the roads and headed back home. Amber and Alessandro chuckled in sync as they adjusted themselves in their seat. Two hours later, Alessandro received a call from Harlow. It was in speaker mode. “Looks like someone’s having a good time,” he says from the other end of the line. “What do you mean?” Alessandro asks Harlow. “The steamy kissing session that you and Amber were engulfed in has gone viral already. It’s been less than an hour since it was published, and it’s booming up,” he explains. Amber looks through the front page of her browser, and all the articles have the video in the highlights. “Damn it, ask Ken to take it down,” Alessandro orders. “No, Alessandro, let it stay…” Amber says with a smirk on her face. “Mhm, you didn’t seem too comfortable with it the last time, Amber, wh

Amber nibbles on the side of her cheek as she recalls the incident in her head. Alessandro is concerned as her expression changes from relaxed to confused. She lets out a sigh before she says, “On the fiftieth anniversary of Rousey Art Gallery, one which my mother was affiliated with at the time, and he was the man who bought my mother’s art piece for over a hundred thousand dollars.” Alessandro found that strange considering that Dante was not interested in art…He knew that he was fond of poetry, but art was not something that Dante was too keen about.“And a few months ago, Gretchen, my stepmother, and her daughter, Sasha, they spoke about him…But I can’t recall what they said since I never paid attention to all the men they talked about,” Amber told Alessandro. “Do you have an entrance pass for the gallery?” Alessandro asked while lost in thought. “I had it, but it’s at Pietro’s place,” Amber responds quickly, she wanted to ask Alessandro why he needed it, but she kept her mouth

“Your father made my father kiss his feet when he defeated him, but he was kind enough to let go of me as I was just a child, that was a huge mistake. And now, you will pay for it,” Santino said as he marched towards Alessandro. The members grabbed Amber by the arm, pulled her out of the room, and dropped her on the marble floor, a few meters away from Alessandro, whose eyes were bloodshot. “Kneel!” Santino growled. Alessandro scoffed. Santino shot his arm and said, “The next bullet won’t be for you.” Alessandro looked at Amber’s bright eyes, the light in them was slowly fading away. Alessandro kneeled before Santino. “Look at you, so helpless for this woman. The whole of the millions who are under you cannot save you from her. She has you wrapped around your fingers.” “I know that members of your family are standing outside, surrounding this place, one word from you and I’m as good as dead meat, but she’s at stake. Do you get it?” Santino taps himself on the back. “For a capo of