All Chapters of Tempted by the Mafia Lord : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lorenzo's POVI was barely paying attention to Natasha speak, I'd heard snippets of what she'd said, like, she lost something and needed to work to go back to New York, but I was more focused on her lips moving, her full rose bud lips were what every man dreamed of and I was part of that category. There was nothing more I wanted in that moment than for her to get down on her knees and suck my already semi hard dick but I knew I had to be patient, I had promised to not touch her untill she begged for me to and as hard is it was, I had to keep that promise.Did she know she was a walking temptation of a woman? If she did, she didn't look like she gave a fuck and that in itself was incredibly hot and sexy.Most hot women I knew, knew they were hot and capitalized on it which I had no problem with, I did the same but Natasha was firey case of a woman and it was difficult to tell if she knew she was hot and didn't care or didn't even know it and just walked around unarmed, causing mayhem

Natasha's POV "Did you hear that?" I asked, eyes wide as I stared at Philip who looked ridiculously calm for someone who'd just heard someone about to shoot at someone."Ignore it, that's just Old man Andrew being old man Andrew." He said as he took a drag of his cigarette, a very unworried look on his face."Pretty sure I just heard someone threaten someone." I said as I stood up from where I sat to go inspect the commotion."It was a mistake, okay!" Another voice spoke, a less gruff sounding voice than the other one.I walked towards the shrubs that acted as a fence blocking the swimming area and sure as day, there was an old man with grey hair the length of mine talking to a much younger man. He seemed extremely pissed as he held the dark head younger man by the collar."Who is he?" I glanced back at Philip who was now standing beside me."A security detail. He's the oldest one in the hotel." He said as he took a drag of his cigarette."Is he gonna be okay?" I inquired as I watched

Natasha's POVI opened the door to my room feeling nothing but annoyance towards Vincent and Lorenzo. Who the hell did they think they were?I couldn't believe he'd just practically called me Lorenzo's property, did these men understand consent? Did they understand that a woman had to reciprocate feelings in order for you to claim her. Of course they didn't. They were rich men and most rich men were blind to reality. They believed money could buy everything and everyone and it irked me.Typical rich men, thinking money made the world go round. It did but still…Fucking assholes!I was so mad, I I felt like breaking something but I didn't want to cause unnecessary commotion that would cause any trouble and the last thing I wanted was to bring Agatha here.Oh for God sake! I almost forgot she'd witnessed Lorenzo practically dragged me up to his room after hours.I was in for a lot of questioning hours from now. The man just kept messing up my life.I found Olivia still sleeping as I ad

Lorenzo's POVWe both watched as Carrie closed the door behind her, leaving Vincent and I in the room alone.I glanced over at Vincent who was staring at me with the look of that of a disappointed father in his eyes and asked, "What?" He stared at me for several seconds without saying a word before shaking his head in utter disbelief."You are unbelievable Lorenzo." He said as he walked towards me, his hands behind his back. He seemed to be doing his best to hold his tongue.Ever the responsible Vincent."What the hell did I do dad?" I tried to tease but he just glared at me."Carrie really man?" He asked with raised brows as if to say I could do way better."It's not what you think, we were just …" I trailed off when he gave me a look that said I should try fooling someone else."Fine, we fucked, what's the big deal?""What's the big deal? His voice carried an air of disbelief. " What happened to the waitress, you know the one you haven't been able to shut up about for the last m

Natasha's POV It wasn't the first time I had seen Lorenzo in nothing but a towel but it felt like it was. I'd seen him shirtless and in just a towel before and I was having the same reaction as I had had then… speechless.I couldn't help but salivate at his perfectly sculpted physique as my eyes devoured his washboard six packs and chest that rivaled mine.My hands began to move from where it stood by my side, wanting to touch them but I quickly stopped.My mind screamed at me to compose myself but it was hard to do so when there was a perfect specimen of a man standing before me smelling like he was fresh out of the shower and he'd showered with ambrosia.I felt the urge to close the distance between us and press my body against his to properly take in his scent, the only thing that stopped me was the look he was giving me and my dignity, the little left."Where were you last night?" He asked, his voice a bit more hostile than I was used to.Usually he was more teasing and playful a