All Chapters of Mafia's Dangerous Addiction: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

There was something different about kissing Vsctor after getting a confession. Something that made these kisses feel worth it. Perfect. Like they were the very first and the very last. I sighed into the kiss, my lips parting, my upper lips lightly resting right above his. My eyes closed, his fingers were wet and cold against my skin, and his kisses were warm and soft. It felt like my body was reacting to two different stimuli.I slowly broke away, my eyes darting across both of his, my heart thumping hard against my chest. My fingers lightly cupped his face, my fingers slowly running along his face, my eyes following the movement of my hands."What are you doing?" He asked softly, his eyes meeting mine. They had darkened and intensified, yet somehow stayed tender. He looked like he could ravish me like a wild animal and then take care of me right after."Nothing. I just..." I swallowed, biting down on my lip. I slowly leaned back, then rested my hands on the edge of the bathtub, my c

The day passed by quite slowly, and while most times I was completely involved and occupied with Vector and could barely think of anything else, sometimes, like when he went down to fix breakfast, or when he slept off, his hands around me, I thought back to my father.I wondered what could have gone so wrong. Why he could have taken me only to groom me to become the perfect baby making machine. Did he feel nothing for those women? Was my mother ever even married to him? If she wasn't, why didn't he just tell me that I was an only child instead of lying about the children they actually had? Instead of lying about my siblings that he sold off?I gave a small sigh, my eyes closing a bit. Maybe he had said so I would understand why he had wanted so badly to protect me. Why I wasn't allowed to venture out. Why I was left naive and clueless. "You are sighing again."I turned to the door. Vector was standing next to it, his eyes low as he watched me, his smile small."I just... thought abo

Vector leaned away from me, his eyes cold as he slowly turned to Emilia. His fingers slowly clenched, and he swallowed. I wondered what was going through his mind. What he felt. "Just pay them off.""But Vector...""I said, pay them off!"I flinched, my lips parting. Vector seemed like he was gradually losing it already."Vector," I said, my voice low as Manuel walked away, leaving us alone. He swallowed, turning towards the mini bar, his chest heaving. There was a dead woman in his bed, and if that wasn't enough to break anyone apart, I wasn't sure what was."Vector," I said again, holding his hand.Slowly, he looked up, then grabbed a bottle. He struggled to open it, and when he couldn't, he let it go so it smashed on the floor, the liquid pouring out, the glass shattering on the floor. He leaned on the mini bar, his breaths unstable, his chest heaving. Suddenly, he swept his hand over the bar, pouring out rows and rows of bottles to the floor. They came crashing down in a loud n

I lost track of the minutes we spent, standing there, his hands around me, his face in my neck. The cries had stopped a while ago, but neither of us moved, like standing there, the world in front of us, helped us find a bit of respite.Slowly, Vector loosened his grip against me and moved away, his chest heaving. I started to turn to him, but before I could, he was gone towards the bathroom, leaving nothing but the moisture on my neck and my heart that had broken for him.I turned towards the open drapes. It was already dusk, and the world was achieving a serene tranquillity that fell with every night.I wondered how my father felt after doing this. Could he have been responsible for the car bomb, too?I shook my head, my eyes closing for a bit. I gave a small sigh, then shook my head and moved away from the window.Slowly, Vector emerged from the bathroom wearing a robe, his hair damp. His eyes were dark and reddened, and without a word to me, he walked straight to bed. I went to h

Manuel gave a small sigh. "You know Vector would hate that.""Don't you have your suspicions, Manuel? Don Lucian could be the one doing all of these.""I honestly don't see it," Manuel said, turning away. "How did he know where Vector's room was? And whoever slept with her...""You mean rape," I said, cutting him off."My theory is that she invited whoever it was, Red. It is the only way to explain something like this. She probably booked someone, or maybe a fling...""She was always in love with Vector.""Explains why she could have gone to his room. It is sick, I know, but she could have been doing the roleplay thing, and he ended up killing her. There is no way to know. But there is also no way for a stranger to know Vector's room and get in without alerting anyone."I swallowed. "Is there no footage?""Vector does not want it. He just wants to keep it away."My brows furrowed. "But...""Why do you think Vector wants to keep this under wraps? Because he has the same suspicions as y