All Chapters of THE MAFIA DON'S DEBT: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LUCARage was the only thing I felt when I saw them—Eliana pressed up against a wall in the restroom and this fucker who dared to touch her. He’s pressed up against her and his filthy hands are holding her in place. She looks shaken—afraid, her wide blue-grey eyes looked at me with terror. I want to cut those hands off so they’d never touch a hair on her skin again.She had been gone for a few minutes, even though I’d assigned one of my guards to watch over her, I couldn’t help the unease that filled me at the lack of her presence, she was after all, in the world of wolves, the very den itself. I thought it odd that my guard hadn’t beeped me but my unease had spiked up when he wasn’t responding to me either. So I stalked my way to her, calling up a few of my other guards with me but I don’t see my guard I put in charge of her anywhere around as I matched down the narrow hall leading into the restrooms.My blood spikes up at the thought of something bad having happened to her, my chest

ELIANA I haven’t seen Luca today but I knew he would be in his office attending to his work. Luca had a lot of other investments besides from his mafia work, so I know he might be stuck in paperwork as usual.—somehow that thought made me sad. It meant I wouldn’t get to see him for a while. When I had woken up this morning, he wasn’t in bed anymore but I had felt his present behind me last night. I’d only seen him at breakfast and even while going through the collection of books in the library… I wanted to see him, even if it was a glance at his face.My feet patter softly against the marble flooring as I make my way into the kitchen. Esme is standing by the kitchen counter in front of the coffee machine.The rich, fragrance of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, filling the kitchen with a sense of comforting warmth and I smile at the smell. Esme’s coffee always tasted great, they’re the best coffee I’ve ever had—I’ve only ever had coffee once and it didn’t taste as great. She

LUCAMy fist connects with Dante’s face and I felt the raw pain and pleasure of having flesh hit against flesh. He falls to the floor with an agonizing grunt as I let him loose and he palms his nose as blood starts to trail down.Eliana stands shocked with her hands clasped over her mouth. Eyes wide with horror as she saw the blood trail down Dante’s nose. I stalk over to her and her lips part, reaching for her I grab her by the arm and pulled her to me. Her warm, petal skin pressed against me and I feel my anger slowly start to decimate.“Urgh, what the fuck— I wasn’t going to do anything to her!” Dante’s pained grunt attracts my attention back to him and I glare at him. “Keep your fucking hands to yourself or I’ll chop them off.” I snarl at him, holding back the urge to hit him again. This time I might just break something.“Fuck…” He hissed, slowly getting up from the floor, he leans against the kitchen isle to steady himself and throws me a sharp look, wiping his nose with the ba

ELIANA My tired body wrapped around Luca burned with the heat of an inferno when Luca touched me again. After sex in the shower, Luca made it known that he wanted to have me again and like always, I couldn’t refuse him. He was simply too irresistible and he makes my body ignite, lighting up like the 4th of July.My orgasm had been just as powerful as the one in the shower, shuddering through my soul and rocking my body. I sensed the difference in his touch, it was different from his casual, gentle touch when he’s just taking it easy with me—which is hardly. Luca likes to fuck hard and my orgasms were always ever intense.But this, this felt different. In all the sense there was to it. His gentleness caused my heart to thump with intensity against its rib cage and my stomach spurred butterflies in a frenzy.His touch was care-filled, delicate even, and if I was letting all my imagination take wings, I’d say it felt the touch of a man who held something delicate and valuable in his han

ELIANAHis touch is sensuous and we stay that way for a while, Luca’s hand glides up and down my body, his ghost trails leaves my skin quaking with heat and my heart is thudding harder than it’s even been before.“Be mine.” I hear the thickness of his voice whisper into my hair, underneath the shell of my ear. The pulse on my cervix ticked. “Ain’t I already—” I start to say but Luca cuts in.“No—well, yes, technically… but that’s not what I meant.” My heart skips a hard beat at the possible intended meaning of his words and his face comes up, his burning gaze catches mine and I can’t help but be drawn to the flames within. I couldn’t look away and that delicate look flashes in his eyes again, this time it’s even shining more potently than it did earlier.“Wh-What do you mean then?” I ask between hushed breaths, catching my bottom lips in between my teeth. He pulls them free with the pad of his thumb, his gaze lingering a bit longer on my lips lingering before he drags his fingers d