All Chapters of Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I stared at the dress laid out on the bed. Sparkly, blood red, and revealing, too revealing. It was a twist front ruched cutout bodycon dress or that's what was written on the card that was in this humongous box. The door opened and Glenna walked inside with a sweet smile. I had already taken a shower and my husband had ordered Glenna to make me look like a woman. He probably meant a woman he won't be ashamed of showing off to his friends and family. I don't think that's possible. Because even with this dress, those expensive heels and all that makeup. I was still Allegra Rossi—a wallflower with nonexistent curves. "Let's do your make-up first and then we'll do your hair," Glenna said. I silently went to sit in front of the vanity, knowing that there were far worse things that the men of the Cosa Nostra forced their women into instead of just revealing dresses. Glenna had pretty good makeup skills. She did my eyes first, making them appear like a cat. It kind o

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Sco—" my words got muffled into another harsh kiss, and I almost lost myself in that. The feeling of his lips on mine was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I had never been kissed in such a way. Each kiss I had shared before had been with this man. Although different, none of them compared to what I was feeling now. It was as if he was taking control of my soul, and I was willingly surrendering it to him.And the weight of his body on mine was something entirely new. It was an unfamiliar sensation, yet it aroused something deep within me. The way he pressed into me made me feel wanted, craved, and desired. My heart ached to resist his touch, yet my mind remained too hazy to deny his advances. I knew it was wrong, but somehow it felt so right. Every touch sent shivers down my spine, and every caress left me wanting more. I was in a state of conflict, torn between my desire for him and the guilt that consumed me. His tongue claimed my mouth in a possessive em

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Scott left after having dinner with me, he said he will be back later tonight and not to wait up for him. I wasn't really going to.Glenna told me how worried he had been. How he let me sleep over him for hours. How he told me that he married me because he wanted to. How he ate whatever Glenna cooked for me. But what stood out the most is how he kept his promise of having dinner together with me. Underneath the layers of devilish smirks and twisted thoughts, and the pervasive sense of death and destruction, there was a charming side to him that only emerged occasionally, but it was worth the wait. I don't know if anyone else has ever seen this side of him but I already considered myself one of those lucky ones. I took my medication, for the fever and the ankle. It was already quite better, I didn't have to hop around anymore. Glenna took her leave, Ray sat in the living room while I went back to our room. I sat on my bed and grabbed my cell phone. I had a really

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─As much as I hoped to see him today, reality hit hard. I knew he wouldn't be home until I was sound asleep.Glenna and Ray joined me at the table, and it was our daily routine. I'm glad I have them; otherwise, I would have lost my mind.Just as we were about to eat, the elevator door suddenly opened and to our surprise, Scott made his way in. With a phone clasped to his ear and a file in his hand, he was issuing commands left and right to someone on the opposite end of the phone line.I wasn't expecting him to be here, that too at this time. It was too early for him to be home. He hung up the call and his eyes fell on all of us. I opened my mouth to say something but he beat me to it. "Glenna, I'll have dinner in my study," he ordered before turning and walking to his study without a backward glance. With gritted teeth, I struggled to hold back my anger as I thought of his unfulfilled promise of having dinner with me. I had half a mind to storm into his study and

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─In the dimly lit surroundings, she appeared otherworldly as she stood before me, her body drenched in whiskey, her skin glistening like stars in the night sky. The sheer radiance of her aura made me want to ruin it, to tarnish her beauty with my touch. I had an insatiable urge to drink her in, to possess her with every fiber of my being, to take her in a way that was hard and fast, leaving us both breathless and lost. So, she'd forget about every other man that had been in her life. The sight of her wincing in pain as the back of my hand connected with her skin sent a thrill through my body. I relished the power I held over her, and the way she looked at me with a mix of fear and desire only fueled my aggression. It was a twisted kind of desire of mine, one that left bruises on her skin and marks on her soul. I was painfully hard, all I wanted right now was to feel her on my cock, riding it while I'd sit there and watched her. My primal instincts urged me to manhandl