All Chapters of Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Claudia Woods' Point of ViewI had initially planned to stop after two rounds, but Zamir didn't allow me to rest for more than thirty minutes. I experienced a lot of excitement, and Zamir had a similar experience. It has been a lot of fun to see how much he enjoys watching me while I ride him. We have been engaging in intimate activity for several hours. I have already engaged in intimate activities with him, including receiving oral pleasure. However, Zamir has never allowed me to reciprocate by performing oral sex on him, as he becomes upset if I try. I am uncertain about his reasoning, but it seems that he simply does not want me to do it due to my lack of experience. This has left me feeling disappointed. He has pleasured me numerous times, climaxing on his face, fingers, and penis. However, Zamir has not allowed me to pleasure him or take the lead, except for this particular position. “How much love do you have for me?” I whispered softly as I gently moved my hand up and down

Claudia Woods' Point of View"I promise to kick your dicks if you don't let me go, I swear!" I hurriedly said before restraining my body from their grip. I tried my very best until I had the chance to kick Lorenzo's balls but Gavin dodge it. I was angry, the familiar madness I had started to burn as confusion arose in my mind. Hurriedly, I ran toward Zamir, worried about him getting shot as the last time I saw him almost lifeless made me cry. Franco's men who were behind him moved their hand and now aimed it at me. Due to my astonishment, my eyes diverted at the person behind William, his right-hand man. If I'm not mistaken, he was the gangster named Jake Wang, the one they were talking about at the office before Zamir and I departed. "What the fuck are you doing? Put all your guns down!" He roared, irritatedly putting their hands off, which shocked everyone. "Claudia," Zamir warned behind me. "You're not supposed to be here. Fuck!" He cursed ruthlessly in my ears. "Take her away

Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewI was lost in reverie. My head was spinning and I was left dazed. I feel fucked up, I feel miserable and susceptible. I was staring at my phone. There are a bunch of Claudia's pictures on it and most of them are her bare face each time she wakes up in the morning. Seeing my lock screen hurts me. It was her candid picture whilst she was busy planting a damn tree in the garden with her hair on the loose and the yellow floral dress that suits her better. Everything about my woman was perfect. Especially her smile, her face… her voice, her personality. Everything. One reason why it's hard for me to let her go. The music began to linger in my ears simultaneously. I haven't been home for a week and haven't seen Claudia. After accepting the offer from Collins', I couldn't find a way to show myself after what I've done. Currently, we're inside the bar Viktor owns. These men have been with me through ups and downs along with Saint and Lorenzo. My heart

Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of View I was stupid enough not to think about other ways in order to keep the organization and at the same time, keep Claudia beside me without harming or hurting her. Realizing I could no longer resist Claudia after a week hurted me big time. Seeing myself contacting Danilo Collins to call off the wedding was the first thing I've ever done early in the morning when I woke up. I can't stand his daughter and their company. Her father wants something huge to me that I couldn't just grant him. Danilo Collins wants half of my company in exchange for the identity of the Russian mob and to marry her daughter Danica. He told me everything would also fall on me once I already knew the mob's identity and assured me a hundred percent fall back of money in the end.I was blinded by money and power. All I want right now is to go home and hug the woman who has been waiting for me for a week and has no contact with me because I have to endure it. "What's with the su

Claudia Woods' Point of ViewChains are all over my hand down to my feet. I was sitting under a warm light inside a dark and empty room with two men behind bars cracking stupid jokes outside. I've been trying to untie my hands from these yet all I got was my hands to bleed. it's hard and I couldn't untie myself from it. These men kidnapped me. I'm sure of it. I'm not stupid not to conclude anything when all I know is I just went inside the taxi and then woke up inside this gross, empty dark room— feeling like a real damn prisoner. "This bitch right here is such a goddamn goddess, isn't she?" I heard the man outside talking dirty. I got chills. My eyes drifted at the two people behind bars. Both of them are bald and have tattoos all over their body. I tried my best to reckon who these people are– going back to the time where Franco's men met Zamir's gang yet I couldn't remember if I've seen these assholes because honestly, they seemed unfamiliar to me. For the second time around