All Chapters of Mafia's Dark Desire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Third person pov:Sex was what Guilia felt she needed at the moment to wipe away the memories of the terrible deal that she had made. Xavier had been there for her, and she couldn’t be more thankful.As their lips tugged against each other in a fierce battle of lust and passion, she ran her hands over his crotch, undoing his belt, while he shoved his hands from the opening in her neck, yanking out her breast.He broke the kiss, and then he lifted her up onto the table, wrapping her legs around his waist while he rubbed gently on her hardened nipples. He tilted her body slightly backwards, then he kissed the nape of her thighs upwards, slowly unzipping her gown and tossing it away.His hands found their way to her panties, and he shifted them a bit, running his hands through her wet flaps, which were a testament to his work.“You are so wet,” he groaned in her ears.“Just for you,” Guilia said, and he slid in three fingers at once, causing her to shut her legs a bit as a moan escaped h

Dante:When I got a call from the warehouse, I expected to hear good news about how Elowen tackled the job like a pro on her first day, but what I heard threw me off balance. I hoped it was a dream, and I would wake up from it.“You are alleging my daughter and Xavier Ajello are having an affair?” I asked the man on the phone.“I’m not alleging, sir; we caught it on camera,” he said and my heart skipped a beat.I didn’t want to believe it yet, and deep down, I prayed it was a lie, but somehow I knew it would be true. She had mentioned Xavier before and it seemed like her undying love for him had pushed her to do something.“Send the footage to me at once,” I said, ending the call.My phone beeped in seconds, and I opened the video to see Xavier buried deep in my precious daughter. Yes, she was an adult who could make choices, but Xavier broke my trust. He could have any woman he wanted in the world, but he chose my daughter.My hand curved in a fist, and I threw my phone away.“Take m

Elowen:It was hard being the only sane person around at the moment. Dante was supposed to lead, but now I was trying to get him out of a mess that he created, even though he didn’t seem to care.After trying to get back on the phone with Guilia, I gave up and walked back to the living room.Halfway there, Dante’s phone rang, and it was an unknown number. I knew picking it was wrong, but he was drunk. After a while of contemplating, I clicked the green icon, placing the phone on my ear.“The work is done and I would like my payment please,” someone said, ending the call before I could say a word.My heart beat heightened, and I prayed it wasn’t what I thought it was. With trembling hands, I walked towards Dante, who was at the bar, sitting on a stool with his head on the wooden counter.“You are here,” he smiled, and I tossed his phone on the table.“Your hit man called, and it might interest you to know that your friend Xavier is dead.”When I said this, he jumped up at once and grab

Elowen:The tick of the clock in the living room got to me, reminding me of my predicament. When I looked up at it, I saw that it was one in the middle of the night.I got up at once, pacing around the room, wondering what could have happened to Dante and Guilia. I picked up my phone from the couch, calling them once more, and no one answered.“Ma’am, I’m sure Mr. Guerra is fine. He has never lost a fight.”When Ariana said this, my brows became wrinkled, and I was about to go out on her when the front door was opened.I heard Guilia and Dante fighting in the lobby, and then they walked into the living room.“I wish Xavier hadn’t died. I wouldn’t be here speaking with you!” Guilia yelled, and they both turned to see Ariana and me.Ariana scurried away at once.Guilia scoffed with her arms crossed, and my heart raced as I saw how bartered Dante’s face was. He had a black eye.“Dante, what… what happened?” I rushed towards him, but he grabbed my hand before I could touch him.“It’s noth

Elowen:In an hour plus, I was all dressed up, standing in front of the mirror to check out the beautiful black dressed I had picked out. Looking myself made me remember the times Dante would slip his hands around my waist in front of the mirror or place jewelry on my neck.My hands went around my neck as I shut my eyes, imagining his hands on me.“What are you doing?” Guilia cut my thoughts short as she barged into my room.Startled, I grabbed my purse from the table.“I was just grabbing this,” I said, and she rolled her eyes.Her phone rang, and she dropped my phone on my table, walking out of the door. I picked it at once, checking it to see that it was still bare. There was no sign of Dante.When I heard her footsteps approaching, I shoved the phone in my purse.“I’m ready,” I said with a grin.“Good, but I feel like I forgot something, but I don’t know what.”She left the room, and I heaved a sigh, walking out. I tried not to let the thoughts of Dante get to me.So I kept my hea