บททั้งหมดของ Divorced and Sold To The Mafia: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“Bend over the chair, baby,” he ordered.May obeyed. Without a word, she placed her palms on the chair’s seat and raised her hips.Stone gave May’s nipple one last pinch before standing."Fuck," Stone growled, running his hand along May’s wet slit.The man then gripped May’s waist, lifting her body. May rose to her tiptoes to follow Stone’s pull before her footing disappeared."S-Stone!" May gasped, turning her head as her feet left the ground. "What are you doing?"Stone chuckled low, grinding his hardness against her backside."You’re too short for me, my snow. This is the only way I can reach you in this position. Don’t worry—I won’t drop you."May’s heart pounded. Though Stone supported her effortlessly as if she weighed nothing, she was immobilized, entirely under his control. That realization sent a thrill racing through her.Stone pressed the tip of his hardness against May’s entrance, and her body immediately responded. She tried to squirm, but his firm grip made resistance imp

May instantly recognized Zade as he strode through the exit gate.Like Stone, the man had an intimidating presence that mirrored his cousin. Tall, broad, and serious, his aura made him impossible to overlook. Especially surrounded by men in tailored suits, their tattoos creeping up their necks and down their hands, May couldn’t help but feel awkward and out of place.Zade’s cold expression softened the moment his eyes landed on Stone. His previously rigid lips curved into a smile as he approached.“Hey, brother,” Zade greeted, wrapping an arm around his cousin in a warm embrace. “It’s been a while.”The men accompanying Zade quickly greeted Angelo and Jet with hugs and handshakes, while May tried her best not to sweat under the pressure of the intimidating gathering.Her discomfort skyrocketed when a pair of massive arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind, lifting her clean off the ground into the tightest hug she’d ever experienced.“Oh my god!” May yelped, her feet dangling in

Stone took May’s hand and led her downstairs to join the others.Angelo, Jet, and Molly were already back, sitting on the back porch with Zade, chatting over the lunch Martha had prepared.Stone sat down in one of the chairs and pulled May into his lap. It was a habit he couldn’t break—feeling her body against his, no matter where they were or what they were doing, always made him feel at ease.Luckily, May didn’t seem to mind. She had grown accustomed to her husband’s unrelenting need to have her close. Without hesitation, she leaned her back against Stone’s broad chest and melted into his warm embrace.Sev appeared moments later, carrying a few bottles of whiskey and glasses."The finest Irish whiskey from LA," he announced."Ah, let the party begin," Jet laughed.Sev poured the whiskey into glasses and handed them out. Once everyone had their drink, he raised his glass and shouted, "Sláinte is táinte!"May downed her drink, grinning as she swallowed it without coughing, which made

The sunlight hitting Stone's eyes made the man growl as he woke up. The pounding in his head was the next thing he felt.Back in his younger days, he could drink all day and not feel a thing the next morning. Now, just one night of drinking left him feeling like he'd been hit by a truck. Age had a funny way of sneaking up on him, making even too much whiskey a liability.Burying his face into the pillow, Stone heard May’s laughter as she kissed his back.Turning over, he found her radiant smile, instantly making him feel a little better.“I brought you some aspirin and water, papa bear,” May said sweetly, handing him a bottle of pills and a glass.Stone smiled at her, taking the offered relief.When he placed the empty glass and aspirin bottle on the nightstand, his gaze fell on a steaming cup of coffee already waiting for him.“Thanks for taking care of me, my snow,” he said, grabbing the coffee and sipping it slowly.“Of course,” May replied with a warm smile. “I love taking care of

Stone had prepared for every possible scenario. He was ready if the person inside wasn’t Sean. He was ready if it turned out to be another guest or a guard who might resist. He was ready to shoot anyone who dared point a gun at his face. But the sight that greeted him was beyond anything he expected, catching him so off guard that he laughed before he could stop himself.How could he not?In the dimly lit room, what Stone saw wasn’t resistance. Instead, there was Sean, kneeling between Jackie’s legs while the woman sat on the edge of the bed, spreading her thighs wide and gripping Sean’s head tightly.Jackie’s eyes widened in shock as Stone burst in.Sean, however, seemed too absorbed in what he was doing, oblivious to the group of men storming into the room until he heard Stone’s laughter.Sean turned to look over his shoulder, his face immediately shifting from surprise to terror upon seeing Stone.“Okay… Nobody move,” Stone ordered, his gun aimed squarely at Sean’s head as the man