All Chapters of Contracted to the Icy Mafia King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

LILIYADice had kept his promise of fucking me silly out in the open. My thighs were shaking by the time we were done; Dice had actually gone three rounds. At a point, I thought he would never be done.Throughout the time he fucked me, he made sure to slap a hand against my mouth so that no outsider would hear my screams of pleasure. According to him, the 'erotic' sounds were meant for his ears alone.As a result of his possessiveness, I left a scar in the middle of his palm, one which I could not stop apologizing for, no matter how much he assured me that he'd just regard it as a hickey.We lay next to each other on the picnic blanket, covered with another blanket now. I proclaimed myself smart to have thought of stuffing the blanket into the bag. It came in handy. We were now snuggled under the warm material, practically clinging to each other."Now I have to grab something to eat again, you've drained all the food from my stomach." I suddenly accused him, leaning up from against his

LILIYA Two days had passed since the incident. The honeymoon has been going quite well. Okay, really well. Dice made sure that there was no day I did not get his cock, and very fiercely too. He was back to being the caveman he originally was, and I could not say I totally hated it. Okay, that was just me trying to be modest; I actually loved how rough he was with me. I've always enjoyed him better like that, only, I hated to admit it. This morning, after being woken up by Dice's cock, I went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast myself for us both. I allowed Sage some time off from the kitchen, and of course, she had not agreed to be laid off her duties at first, but I had managed to win the fight at last. Truthfully, this was my first time making breakfast for anyone at all. My parents had always assigned a cook to me in my apartments; the cook would prepare several meals and leave it inside my fridge so I could heat it up whenever I was ready to eat. Everything I learned about co

DICE"I assume you have planned to take leadership in the syndicate." I said calmly as I leaned back against my chair. I had expected to see Brandon's smile return but he had a huge frown on his face when he sat down opposite me.The room was dimly lit, but neither of us cared about that. There were more important matters on ground. The chilly temperature in the room was not even enough to ease the tension between us."What is wrong with you, Dice?" Brandon asked me. He had called me by my name, for the first time since I clinched the position of a Mob Boss."And who's asking? My therapist?""You are making the worst mistake of your life." Brandon declared, staring me straight in the eyes. Such a disrespectful twat."Let me worry about that." I told him. He leaned forward and gave me the coldest stare ever. My fingers rapped against the table absentmindedly."How are you even sure she'll stay with you after the contract is over? You'll end up losing everything, including her. And then

LILIYAI lay beside Dice, and at first I did not want to sleep—I had not planned to sleep in fact. I busied myself with just watching him; my husband. He lay beside me with his eyes completely closed and his breathing even. It had not taken him long to fall asleep. I could not help but bust a grin at that.Before we started really sleeping beside each other, I had known that Dice had insomnia. He never slept; like never. I could tell because many times while I slept, I could hear his footsteps going up and down the stairs sometimes. Other times I would wake up to him talking over the phone. Not too loud, of course, but enough for a light sleeper like me to peel my eyes open.Now, Dice was always the first person to fall asleep when he was next to me. He would watch me for minutes, then proceed to tell me just how perfect I was before closing his eyes to welcome sleep. Sometimes he would mumble the rest of the words and plant kisses on my forehead as an apology for his tiredness.I nev

LILIYA I wasn't even exaggerating when I said Dice looked like a snack. The man was literally smoking hot in that casual fit. It was simply loose jeans and a black T shirt but that was Dice. The man made everything look ten times better. What made it even hotter was the fact that Dice never really wore fits like this. He had attempted dressing casually a handful of times, but this was truthfully the most extreme. The fit had automatically gone from a basic 6/10 on a normal day to a whole 1000/10 all because of the fine specimen who was wearing it. With the shirt hugging his muscles and abs like second skin, he looked like a true bad boy. Without any doubt, he could actually pass for a bad boy. I made sure to take a little extra time washing up because the garden had really dirtied me up. When I was out, I smelled of cherries and vanilla. A perfect mixture if you asked me. I just loved smelling edible—it was so damn sexy. The first thing I did after getting out was to blow dry and