All Chapters of Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─The room was filled with an interesting mix of characters, ranging from seasoned politicians to wealthy businessmen with a love for money. "Congressman Kane, it's always a pleasure to see you," I forced a smile as I shook hands with the bastard.If it wasn't for our business I would have put a bullet into his head a long time ago. "Scott Mancini!" the man exclaimed and pulled me into a too-tight hug, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry I missed your wedding. I bet it was simply divine," he said with his annoying ass grin.I waved my hand dismissively, trying to hide my annoyance, "It was a small affair, you didn't miss out on much," I said through gritted teeth. The congressman's eyebrows shot up, "Really? I thought your wedding would be one of those wild and crazy ones with strippers popping out of the cake. I always imagined your wedding would be the party of the century," he said.I forced a laugh, "Ha ha, you know me too well, Congressman but nothing wild happened that nigh

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─My intake of breath was abruptly cut off as he forcefully smashed his lips onto mine, silencing me with his overwhelming presence. His aggression was all-consuming, almost suffocating. I hated how much I craved his touch, but I couldn't resist the dark allure he possessed.I wasn't expecting that. I was expecting a fight where he yells at me or worse but not this... My body immediately surrendered to him, as all my defiance melted away. I collapsed against his sturdy frame, a wave of relief washing over me, making me feel weak and vulnerable.The moment our bodies collided, I could sense the heat emanating from him, his every muscle tensing with the strain of masking his emotions. His anger seeped through his skin, and I was drawn to the intensity of it, even if it was directed toward me.I clutched the lapel of his jacket and kissed him back. He forced his tongue into my mouth, he touched me with an intensity that could only be described as brutal. It was reminiscen

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I was getting tired of her constant hesitation and the way she always looked at me with that same expression. It was as if she was always unsure of what to do whenever I got close to her, and it was becoming too much for me to handle. Honestly, I've had enough of her fucking indecisiveness.What was it? My hold on her neck loosened and I stroked the soft skin with my thumb, "I'm at the end of my patience, Allegra... I don't want to make a mistake." Her eyebrows pinched together, "A mistake?" "Breaking my vow, going back on my word. I've never done that and I don't intend to but don't hold back from me any longer," I said, eyeing those plump lips, "I can't fucking take it." She swallowed, and I felt her throat moving underneath my hand, "Um, okay..."Relief flickered into my chest, I placed a short quick kiss on those lips and then dropped my hand from her delicate neck, "Let's go home..." I grabbed her hand and walked her back to the cars. I gestured for Vito to g

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Allegra..." he said, his tone contrite, brusque as if he was on the verge of exploding with anger. As he let go of my wrists, I clung to him, seeking comfort and balance in his embrace. Huddled in his arms, I whispered, "Yes?" He pushed himself closer towards me, and a sharp pain shot through my body, causing me to stifle a cry, "Please, tell me that it's just my imagination and not what I'm thinking. Tell me that you do kegel exercises or some shit like that to stay tight?"I nuzzled my face more into his neck, "I... Yes..." Suddenly his hands softly touched my waist. This touch was so different from everything he had done to me. This touch was hesitant, careful, and tender. It was as though he cared deeply, his slightest touch capable of shattering me into a million fragile pieces."You're just tight?" he asked, his voice hard, emotionless. "Yes..." The answer to my “yes” was another hard thrust completely ripping through my virginity. I felt a searing pain t

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I woke up, my body was aching badly, making it difficult to even move. I let out a low groan as I tried to lift myself up and leaned against the headboard for some support.Glancing to my side, I noticed a painkiller and a glass of water kept on the nightstand. Did he leave it here for me? I reached out for the pills and quickly swallowed them with a sip of water.I turned to glance at my husband's side, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. It was as empty and immaculate as it had been the night before, he never came to bed. I couldn't shake off the feeling of insecurity that had settled in the pit of my stomach. I wondered if he was disgusted with me, with us. I found myself sighing heavily, my hands trembling as I ran them through my hair and down my face.With a sharp pain piercing through my core, I couldn't help but wince and shift uncomfortably. The memories of last night kept playing through my mind like an old movie, black and white, and grainy. I bit