All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Innocent Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

RebeccaThe warm rays of sunlight gently caressed my face, coaxing me awake. Reluctantly, I resisted the urge to open my eyes, finding solace in the cozy embrace of the heat beside me. I was so comfortable, so lethargic, that any movement seemed impossible. Absorbing the comforting warmth, I nestled deeper into its embrace, wrapping my arms around it. A sense of pure contentment washed over me, and I buried my face in the chest that lay next to mine, letting out a blissful sigh. Yet, amidst the tranquility, a strange realization began to dawn on me. Startled, my eyes snapped open, ridding them of their drowsiness. I found myself gazing at a broad, solid chest, causing panic to surge through my veins. With a racing heart, I swiftly lifted my gaze, releasing a small gasp.

Rebecca"I want to see where this journey takes us. I want to give it a try," Artemy murmured, pressing his forehead against mine while his fingers tangled in my hair. I closed my eyes momentarily, taking a deep breath before meeting his gaze again, staring deeply into his eyes. "I want to try too," I whispered. I knew I was playing with fire. Eventually, I would be consumed by the flames. But sometimes, when the fire rages within you, letting go becomes impossible. And I couldn't let go. I clung desperately, even though I knew we would both be scorched in the end. Artemy's eyes ignited with joy, as if I had granted him the one thing he longed for. I anticipate

RebeccaA week later   It had been three weeks since I cut myself and my last nightmare. I was supposed to remove my stitches a few days ago but Wyatt said it was better to keep them in for a little longer to make sure the cut was sealed properly.   So much happened in those weeks.  My relationship with Artemy was growing stronger each day. His patience and gentleness sang to my heart. He was considerate and never pushed for more.  My feelings for him was indescribable, and Lynda was on cloud nine.  I finally understood what she meant

RebeccaAnd then he moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. I was already wet and I quivered against him, pressing my thighs together.  Releasing my nipple with a pop, he gave it a last lick before shifting himself on his elbows. Artemy rolled on top of me, balancing himself on his elbows so that his weight wouldn’t crush me.  He brought a hand up to my throat and slowly dragged a finger down to my stomach. He drew small circles around my belly button and I shivered and moaned against his touch.   “You have the softest skin. So beautiful,” he whispered. And then his lips were following the same path as his fingers. In no time he had my panties off and I was completely bar

RebeccaMy head was pounding and all my muscles were aching. I felt languid as I blinked my eyes open and pressed my face harder into the pillow, trying to wrap my head around what happened yesterday.  Everything was a blur and it felt like I was missing pieces of puzzles. Rubbing my eyes, I turned around in bed to find myself alone. Artemy was already gone.  I realized I was completely naked, cold air on my bare chest, and the memories started to come back.  I couldn’t remember much after we’d started. Did Artemy notice? Had he kept going?  The thought almost choked me and a single tear fell down my cheek.