All Chapters of Indebted To The Cruel Mafia Boss: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 82Katie's POV“Is he going to be okay?” I ask Jared over and over again as I look at Cephus’s lifeless body. My body is still shaking. I’m scared to death. Never in my life have I been shot at until I met Cephus. I’ve only shot a gun a couple times with my dad. He wanted me to know how to shoot in case someone ever attacked me. I don’t think this was the type of attack he meant when he taught me, though.“He’ll be fine. We need to get to the cabin, then I can remove the bullet, so he can heal.” Jared is calm and collected, acting as if I haven’t just told him Cephus has been shot.I’m about to hand Jared the gun, so I can help him get Cephus in the car when tires screech behind us. I turn and raise the gun at the same time.“It’s Eli and Felix,” Jared yells. “Don’t fucking shoot them.”I do as he asks and lower the gun, even though I wouldn’t mind shooting Eli in the knee. Felix and Eli jump out of the car and run toward us.“Come on, get in the car,” Felix says and ushers

Chapter 84Katie's POVI search the many cabinets that line the kitchen walls, only finding plates, food, and silverware. I pull on a small drawer only to discover it’s filled with guns. Then it clicks. Maybe he has some at the small bar I noticed earlier in the dining room. Closing the drawer, I run to the dining room, my feet slipping on the wood floors. My eyes search the small bar shelf from a distance. BINGO. My eyes land on the bottle of bourbon. Cephus’s favorite, I assume since it’s the only one I’ve ever seen him drink. He will hate to see this go to waste.Hurrying back to the room, I hand the bottle to Jared. “Took you long enough…” Cephus almost screams at me. His eyes are soft, and I understand his words aren’t meant to be mean. He’s in pain.“This is going to hurt…” Jared mumbled and then poured a liberal amount into the wound, his hands, and tweezers. Cephus lets out a loud scream, and a lot of curse words follow. Sweat forms on his brow, and he clenches his teeth. I w

Chapter 86Cephus’ POVShe whimpers, but only slightly as I situate her face down, ass up. Her legs are on the outside of mine, and her pussy is saturated with need. That need is for my cock.She presses back against me as I use my good arm to grab her hip and hold her in place. I smile. My piccolo is very eager for my cock.“Is that pussy hungry for my cock?” My voice is just on the verge of slipping into animalistic territory. I want her so badly, I’m just not sure what part of me wants her more—the evil side of me that says keep her forever or the new caring side of me that says let her do what she wants. Either way, at this very moment, I know nothing will stop me from fucking her like I own her. She is mine and always will be.I slam balls deep into her. She clenches around me, holding me in a vice that is so tight, I almost pass out. “Every time I slip inside this tight pussy, it’s like heaven—you’re like heaven.” She makes no attempt to speak; she merely moans and pushes back

Chapter 88Cephus’ POVI’m a monster, a sick and sadistic one, but I feel different when it comes to her. It is no butterflies and sunshine bullshit, but it is something that causes my heart to race and my blood to boil. She is becoming something to me.“I knew it,” he says, smirking at me. I raise my eyes to him. He has a smile on his face. The fucker knows what it takes for me to admit something, and he’s rubbing it in my fucking face?“Get the fuck out of here before I wipe the floor with your face.” I turn on my heels, heading to get the broom.“I’ll remember that at your wedding, asshole. As a matter of fact, I’ll put that in the best man's speech,” Jared yells after me. His words stop me in my tracks. Wedding?I hear the front door slam and know he has taken my advice on leaving, although not before leaving me with the thought of marriage. Can I ever get married? Can I commit to someone? Will Katie even be able to handle someone like me?She is strong, given everything that has

Chapter 90Katie’s POVWitness days and nights like this one when we jump, startled, and frightened every time the doors get slammed in the house, and his voice is loud, his speech slurred, and his short fuse brings upon us dire times.Abandon her here, fearing that I may never see her again.That my father might do something stupid.That he might make a mistake.That someone else might snatch her because he didn’t pay attention to her while living in a daze, imbued with alcohol, or getting high.Whatever heart-rending circumstances he might create would also get her.Dark scenarios swirl in my head as I weigh my decision.The risk is enormous, and this endeavor is fit for a real adult, which I’m not.This is a test of maturity for me, and whether I pass it or not remains to be seen, but my decision has been made.I haven’t discussed it with her, and she is terrified as if she knows what this is all about.My heart bleeds while hers beats with unsuppressed desperation in her wet blue e