All Chapters of A Submissive For The Beastly Mafia : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 141 ALLESIA ~~~°~~~ He stood there, obviously trying to decide whether or not to say anything to my mother. By his face, I could tell his resolve was to say no, but as soon as he opened his mouth, I beat him to it. “Mum, don’t worry, we’ll come in,” I said quickly. My mother looked between both of us. “You sure?” I glanced at Russel, who was giving me a glare. “Yeah,” I replied. “We just need a moment.” My mum sighed. “Okay, I’ll leave you two to it.” She left us alone and went back inside. I turned to Elletra, who was still standing there with no plans to leave. I stylishly nodded towards the door, motioning for her to leave too. She hesitated for a moment before patting the car one last time, spared Russel a longing look and smiled. “Looking forward to that tour,” she whispered before she went in. We stood there until the door shut behind Elletra. Then Russel released a breath, leaned against his car, tucked his hands into his pockets, and just stared at m

Chapter 143 RUSSEL ~~~°~~~ As soon as the elevator door opened to my floor and we stepped out, I pinned her against the door fiercely. She looked at me, stunned, but at the same time, she bit her lower lip, indicating that our thoughts were in line. Well, that was the cue I needed. I touched her, carefully at first, trying to see if I could handle any semblance of gentleness. But the way she drew in a sharp breath as my fingertips brushed against her neck made me realize I could never. And so I kissed her without holding back, fierce and hungrily, pinning her against the hard door, her hands above her head and my other hand exploring her delicate body. She was heaven, intoxicating. A drug, addictive. All the hunger I had been holding up since yesterday, the frustration from last night and this morning, I tasted it all on her lips. She tasted so nice, so delicate. I ran my tongue over her lower lip flirtatiously, the way I had seen her do a couple of times, then I nibbled on it s

Chapter 145 ALLESIA ~~~°~~~ Sometime after Russel left, I slipped into a peaceful sleep. When I woke up later that evening, everywhere was quiet and empty. The bed beside me was cold, a clear sign that he had not returned. I gathered my things and slipped on my dress, then I left the playroom and practically limped to Russel's room, knowing he wouldn't have it any other way. I had just gotten out of the shower when a soft knock on the door startled me, a maid peeked in with a gentle smile. “Good evening, Miss Allesia,” she greeted softly. “Mr. Mancini left with his best friend earlier. He said to tell you he didn't want to disturb your sleep.” I nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment and also flushing at the same time. Asking her to tell me when he could easily text was kinda sweet, but then Russel had always been considerate like that. “Thank you, Rose.” The girl nodded shyly. Since I had only a towel around my chest, the bruises and bite marks Russel gave me earlier were

Chapter 147 RUSSEL ~~~°~~~ I had barely slept a wink last night, so what I couldn’t make up for with sleep, I made up for with drinking and smoking. It was the only way I could think of coping with the incessant heartache without infecting any other person with my pain. Problem is, I might have drank a little too much because right now my head was hurting like hell. I slumped back in my seat and closed my eyes momentarily, my own mind conjuring the worst images each time I closed my eyes; Allesia with Nolan. What the fuck was Stacy even playing at? Allesia would never listen. I should have known there was more to my not liking that Nolan guy than met the eye, and I should have taken that hatred seriously when Kegan informed me he was Stacy’s ex once. His stupid infatuation with Allesia was now being used by Eve herself against me. Gausto had selected five of my best men to accompany us, while Kegan stayed back to handle the fallout and hunt for Stacy from Sicily. My mind rac

Chapter 149 RUSSEL ~~~°~~~ “Food.” The shy girl who had been serving me stepped in, her eyes avoiding mine. She carried a tray with a small meal and a bottle of water, just like every other day. I glared at her, but it was more out of habit than any real anger. She was just a pawn, a means to an end for Stacy and Gausto. Still, the sight of her made my blood boil, a reminder of how far I had fallen. She placed the tray on the floor and quickly backed away, not daring to look at me. I could see the fear in her and it made me sick. Well, at least I haven’t lost my touch— and my aura. “Wait,” I called as she turned to leave, my voice hoarse from disuse. “What’s your name?” She hesitated, glancing at the door as if expecting someone to burst in and reprimand her. “Lina,” she finally whispered. “Lina,” I repeated, testing the name on my tongue. “Do you know what they’re planning to do with me?” She shook her head quickly, her eyes wide with terror. “I—I don’t know. They don’t te