All Chapters of My Mafia Mate: Escaping the Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Cassie POV I stared at myself in the mirror as I brushed my hair, my eyes sparkling in the muted light from the bedside lamps next to Vasilios’s gigantic four poster bed. “It’s just a bit of fun, Cassie,” I told myself, suppressing any common sense which may have remained in my head. “You’ve always thought he was the most gorgeous man to ever walk this earth, and now you can have him - no strings attached. He made the deal, six months with him and then you can go back to doing whatever you want, wherever you want. So why not take advantage of it?” My pep talk to myself seemed to convince me that I could do whatever I wanted with Vasilios and be able to walk away, consequence free at the end of it all. It sounded great - so no wonder I jumped at it. It had been over an hour since I'd left the party, and Vasilios was finally able to break free from the event, many of the guests slowly wandering to their beds. The alcohol had dulled in my veins and the foggy feeling had given away to

Cassie POV“You look like shit,” Elle announced as I entered the gym where Luca was beating the living daylights out of another alpha. “Thanks,” I grumbled back, sinking onto the bench she was sitting on. She turned her entire body to face me, her eyes scanning over me as she assessed for damages like some weird robot. “OK, spill,” she demanded when she couldn't find any physical signs. I bit down on my bottom lip before I let the words flow out of me like a volcano, knowing it was pretty damned useless to keep anything from her. “Vasilios and I slept together… again. All that talk about how great he was in bed made me think that I should have a little bit of fun while I'm still with him.” “As long as you were being safe,” Elle said sternly, sounding more like a mother than ever. “Don't worry, I'm on the pill,” I drawled and Elle shook her head. “That's not what I meant. As much as I love that man like a brother, Vasilios has had more sex partners than I have fingers. You'd be

Cassie POV“Thanks for walking me back to the packhouse.” Damian smiled and tucked a stray hair behind my ear, “anytime. You know that I am always here for you.” I couldn’t help but smile back at him. He had come to my rescue when he had seen me furiously stomp toward the doors of the gym-come-ballroom, angry at myself for being disappointed when I saw Amber’s hand on Vasilios’s arm. What did I expect of him? This arrangement of ours was just temporary - because I had wanted it to be temporary. “Are you sure you’re going to be alright here? Everyone is at the party after all, and you’ll be alone,” Damian asked, concern in his voice. I squeezed his hand reassuringly, “I will be fine. I just didn’t feel like being at the party among all those fake people.” He chuckled and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. “You’re one of a kind, Cassie. You really don’t fit in this world of politics. Why don’t you come back with me when I leave?” I sighed, “I wish I could. But it shoul

Cassie POVI waited for Vasilios and my father in the alcove next to Alpha Dimitri's office. I didn't have to wait long before I heard a door close and Vasilios walked by, his face like a thundercloud as he spoke in muted angry tones to my father, who looked deceptively calm.“Papa,” I called out, forcing the men to stop in their tracks. “Cassandra, I thought you'd still be at breakfast,” my father responded, a questioning look on his face. I shrugged, “I was. But then I had a little run in with Otis, and decided to hide out in your office only to find it occupied… by Viktor.”My father turned to me and took one of my hands, concern evident in his eyes. “Cassandra, Otis didn't… do anything to you. Right?”I shook my head, “other than offering to help me escape Vasilios,” I eyed the man in question before returning to my father. “No, he didn't do anything. But Viktor, the snake, he's bugged your office.”“What?” Vasilios roared, obviously not in the mood for any more insults from his

Vasilios POV Cassandra shook her head, but I could tell that her resistance was dwindling. I plunged my fingers into her pussy again, noticing the way that she tightened around them as I slowly pulled them out of her, almost as if she was trying to keep me there. “You want me, Cassandra. Just say the words and I'll give you what you yearn for.” I lowered my mouth to her pussy, flicking my tongue against her clit before I pressed my tongue into her, lapping up her juices as she writhed against me. She gasped as I reached beneath her to grab her breast, tugging on her nipple as I rolled it between my fingers. And then I stepped back, allowing my fingertips which caressed her inner thighs to be the only contact I had with her. She moaned and reached for my hand, urging me wordlessly to continue. “You know what I want,” I demanded unrelentingly. Cassandra pressed her face into the bed for a few moments before she sat back on her haunches and looked over her shoulder at me, her