Lahat ng Kabanata ng Impregnated By The Mafia Don : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

FELIX"Alright, listen up, everyone," I say, my voice echoing through the dimly lit warehouse where we've gathered our trusted crew."We've got a window of opportunity to take down Hunter Drucci and protect someone significant to me."I glance at Angelo, my right-hand man, and protector, who nods in understanding.He's been with me through thick and thin and never once wavered in his loyalty.Beside him is Tony, his face set in determination."Angelo, you'll lead the assault team," I continue, scanning the faces of the other men in the room, each handpicked for this operation."Tony, you'll be in charge of intelligence and coordination. I want updates every step of the way.""Understood, boss," they both reply in unison."Remember, this is no ordinary mission.We're dealing with a notorious psychopath who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.So be prepared for anything," I warn them, my resolve steeling as I think of Rosalie – the woman I've come to love and the reason behind th

ROSALIEThe rain pelts down against the windows, its rhythm a soothing lullaby to my weary heart.The thunderstorm is stark.I imagine running out of the window, but I know that there are guards parked outside my door, and down my window on the lawn.I go to the window and look down.What the hell.There's a battle going on and I notice Angelo.Suddenly, my hand lurches to my stomach, and I caress my baby."We're going to get out of here," I whisper.Or maybe Felix has come to take his revenge but something tells me that revenge at Felix's hand will be far better than a future at Hunter's."Rosalie!" Hunter's voice shatters the fragile peace I've managed to build around myself.My heart races, adrenaline surging through my veins.What does he want from me? What if he takes me and tries to make a run for it?He'd make sure Felix never finds me then.My fingers tremble as I push back the fear threatening to consume me.I must protect my baby, at all costs."Come on, we're leaving," he g

FELIXThe car ride is a blur, the city lights streaking by as we make our way to my house.Rosalie sits quietly beside me, her pain evident in every wince and shallow breath.I can't help but feel responsible for it all – for letting her go without allowing her to give me an explanation."Rosalie," I start, taking her hand in mine."I'm sorry. I should have listened to you, and given you a chance to explain everything. But I was so blinded by my own anger and hurt that I couldn't see past my pain."I glance over at her, and she looks back at me with her soulful eyes."Your love has always been genuine, even when mine faltered. You deserve better than that, and I swear I'll spend the rest of my life making it right," I say.Tears form in her eyes. “No, Felix,” she says.“You don’t understand. You were nothing but honest to me from the moment we met. It was I who lied, cheated, and cornered you into not trusting me. I dug my own grave out there, and you don’t have to take the blame.”I

ROSALIEThe soft glow of candlelight spills across the intimate setting of Felix's private dining room in our restaurant, casting flickering shadows on the dark wooden walls adorned with exquisite paintings.The scent of roses mingles with the savory aroma of our gourmet dinner, creating an elegant and seductive atmosphere.I can't help but feel entranced by the entire scene, my heart pounding in anticipation as I sit across from the man who has captured my soul.Felix Carlisi, the mighty Don of the Carlisi family, sits before me, his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine as if trying to decipher the secrets within them.His muscular frame is hidden beneath a tailored suit, his jet-black hair slicked back to reveal a strong jawline, and chiseled features that leave me breathless.Despite the dangerous aura surrounding him, there's a tenderness in his gaze, a vulnerability that he only shows when we're alone together like this.Our relationship has been a whirlwind of passion and intensi

I carry her across the threshold. Today, I married the love of my life.My enemies daughter - a fate so sealed in destiny that mafia families worldwide are speaking of it.Today, Rosalie Battaglia, and I, Felix Carlisi, changed history by doing something no one from our families has done before.Defied tradition.Blood doesn't triumph love. We proved that.But now, the past is the past and I am looking forward to the future, starting with what I've wanted to do since I saw her walk down that aisle in her wedding gown.She was - is - a vision to behold.Her figure hugs her curves in all the right ways, the fabric of her dress accentuating her perky tits and sculpted ass, making me want to rip the dress off her and claim her as mine.The air is heavy with lust as I lay her down on the soft bed, her chest heaving as she looks up at me with hungry eyes.I waste no time as I start kissing her neck, tasting the salty sweat on her skin.Her hands run through my hair, tugging at it as I rough