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All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Innocent Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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LXXI

RebeccaLynda and I were walking back to my room after dinner when she suddenly stopped on the top stair. Stopping in my tracks, I looked at her sideways. “What’s wrong?”  Instead of answering, she called out, “Artemy.”  My head snapped in the opposite direction, and I saw Artemy’s back to us. He was walking toward his office. At the sound of Lynda’s voice, he turned around, his eyebrows furrowed in question.  “What is it?” he mumbled, approaching us.  Lynda dragged me up the last step and stopped in front of Artemy. “I was thinking of taking Rebecca out shopping tomorrow. She’s bee
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LXXII

I walked back to my bed and sat down. Rubbing my hands over the satin comforter, I found the softness calming. Closing my eyes, I tried to get rid of the negative, painful thoughts. I needed to stop thinking about the past.  “I’m back!” Lynda announced as she came back into the room. “Okay. Let’s shop!” She placed the laptop between us.  I couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm. She knew how to make a situation lighter. Most importantly, she knew how to make me laugh, and that was exactly what I needed.  We shopped for a while. Okay, it was definitely hours. Lynda was a beast at shopping. She was definitely possessed. “Shop till you drop,” she muttered, finally shutting her laptop. &n
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LXXIII

“Rebecca, be careful. You’re going to fall on those rocks,” Artemy called out from behind me.  I laughed freely, jumping from one rock to the other before landing in the cold stream. The cold water rushed across my bare feet and came up a little bit above my ankle. “So cold,” I called out.  “Yet you still insist on getting your feet wet,” he mumbled, coming closer.  “It feels good. You should try it too,” I suggested, turning toward him with a smile.  “No, I’m good,” Artemy said, stopping at the stream’s edge, his hands buried in the pockets of his black slacks.  
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LXXIV

I was lying back against the tub, my eyes closed, my hands running over the warm water. It was late at night, and after playing the piano for Artemy, I couldn’t sleep.  All I could think about was the moment at the creek that morning. Every time, the same images flashed behind my eyes. Artemy kissing me. Our need for each other.   And then I would remember how it was when he had made love to my body.  My body warmed up under the thoughts of his lips and hands on me again. Letting out a tired sigh, I opened my eyes and stepped out of the water, drying myself with the big white towel. But instead of putting on my nightdress, I wrapped the towel over my shoulder, staring at myself in the mirror.  
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LXXV

“There you are. Keep looking at me. Don’t take your eyes off me,” he continued in the same deep voice.  Artemy raised a hand and removed my hair from my bun, letting it fall over my back and shoulders. He stroked my hair gently, soothing me with a soft smile. “Easy and slow. We’re taking it slow.”  Letting my hair go, he grasped my hips again and helped me with the movement. Slowly lifting me up, I began a slow descent again, my whole body trembling with the sensation.  Only Artemy. He surrounded me. He overwhelmed my senses until he was the only one I could sense, see, feel, or hear. He was everything.  As I sheathed his cock inside me, going as deep as I coul
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LXXVI

ArtemyRebecca made a slow descent over my cock, and as soon I rested deep inside her, I saw panic flash in her eyes, her body freezing for a second. My fingers instinctively tightened on her hips.  I could sense her spiraling down toward the darkness, but I wasn’t going to let her lose herself again.  “Rebecca, open your eyes,” I demanded quickly. Her eyes snapped open instantly, fear glistening in her pleading green eyes. She wanted this, as much as me, yet she was scared of falling back into the darkness.  I tried to soothe her, and slowly, the fear started to disappear from her eyes.   “Easy and slow. We’re t
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LXXVII

I walked into the kitchen the next morning to find Lynda and Nona finishing up with breakfast. As soon as Lynda saw me, she waved. “Good morning. Where’s Rebecca?”  “She’s still sleeping. I’m going to take our breakfast upstairs,” I said, nodding toward the tray.  “Oh.” Lynda raised an eyebrow at me, her eyes glistening mischievously, but I just glared. She shrugged. “I’ll set a tray for you,” she mumbled, tilting her face down as she hid her smile. Leaning against the wall, I waited for her. “There you go,” she said, giving me the tray.   Taking it from her hand, I turned around to leave. “Thank you,” I said before leaving the kitchen and making my way upstair
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LXXVIII

Lynda My muscles ached as I quickly undressed. I needed sleep. Like now. But I knew Milandro was supposed to visit me, so I waited.  I was combing my hair when I saw the door open in the mirror’s reflection. He closed the door behind him and walked toward me. “Hmm…that’s what I like to see,” he murmured, his lustful eyes raking over my naked body. Milandro stood behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to him. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” he asked, placing a kiss on my shoulder.  “You tell me every day, but I’m not complaining. I wouldn’t mind if you say it one more time,” I replied, placing my hand over his arm.  “You are so b
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LXXIX

Rebecca1 week later   I was quickly getting dressed when I saw Artemy coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around this waist. My eyes followed his movement across the room, and I saw him smirk when he caught my eyes on him.  Stopping in front of me, he arched an eyebrow at me mischievously. “Like what you see?”  Letting out a sigh, I shook my head in exasperation. Artemy could be infuriating sometimes. He was calm and outright arrogant. Not to forget confident in everything. But those were the few things I liked about him. He wasn’t borderline or rude.  Artemy knew he w
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LXXX

RebeccaAs soon as I realized who was standing in front of me, I froze.   When I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders, I flinched in fright but quickly calmed down when I realized it was Artemy. He gave me a comforting squeeze.  Damian’s eyes moved to Artemy’s arm around my shoulder, his stare burning holes into my skin. His gaze moved to mine, and I almost flinched at the glare he sent me. Moving further against Artemy’s body, I sought comfort from his touch.  “Howard.” Artemy nodded toward the other man.  Turning to his father, he did the same thing. “Damian.” His voice was cold and void of emotion,
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