All Chapters of The Mafia’s Temporary Bride : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Alek walked up to her and pried the bags from her hand, leaving her with just the lunch. He retrieved something from his pocket and directed it to the trunk. The car beeped, and the trunk popped open. He dumped the shopping bags inside and returned to take her hand. His smile was deceptive. She didn’t trust it one bit. “What are you doing here?” she muttered. Alek led her to the backseat and opened the door, but she didn’t enter. His eyes narrowed in warning, and he pointed at the door. She couldn’t get her feet to move.“Where’s Yaro?” Camilla whispered. “I’m taking you home.” A sound caught in Camilla’s throat, and she struggled to force out her words. For some reasons, she imagined the worse had happened. That he was punishing Yaro for the text when it had nothing to do with him. Why did she send him that message?“Alek, please,” Ca

Camilla was skittish. Maksim had caught her staring at her phone for the umpteenth time. If only she would discuss the issue with him, so they could find a solution together. Was it the test result? They could try her method. Sex for a month, then the other options Dr Igor gave them. Though surrogacy was out of the question. Papa wouldn’t accept their explanation or the kid. “Are you alright?” Maksim asked. His wife’s head snapped up, and she pointed a finger at her chest. He nodded, and she shrugged. She was not okay. He had invited her to his office, half-expecting her to turn him down, but she followed. They had a party to attend tonight. Christian was hosting them at his club, De Luxe. “If there’s anything you need my help with, all you have to do is ask me, Cam. I’ll do it.” “It’s nothing.” Maksim left her to her own devices while he worked. She was more focused on her phone

That reply almost made Camilla roll her eyes. She also wasn’t a fan of cakes, so she didn’t contribute to the conversation. The DJ switched the song, and she swayed.“How’s work?” Alek asked Christian. One of the men opened the bottles of wine on the table as Christian replied. Soon, the men were discussing random things. Alek tried to carry her along, but they soon fell into talks about real estates, sports, weapons, and many other things she had no idea about. Ariana yawned a few times. Camilla sipped from her glass. The last party she attended with this type of setup where the males dominated was with her sister-in-law. But Hana had made it fun. When Ariana stood, an empty bottle in her grip, Camilla watched her with a scowl. It got all the men to stop talking at once.“You guys are making this boring,” Ariana said. “How about, how about…?” “How about what?” Christian asked. H

“You wouldn’t dare,” Camilla replied.Maksim snorted. Bold women were now his type, and Camilla May Kalashnikov was the only name on the list. Pulling her forward so she was seated on the edge and her legs were properly positioned on his shoulders, he dived into her pussy. Her fingers descended into his hair as he feasted. He licked her so good, she dripped down the corners of his lips. This pussy that hadn’t opened for other men parted for him, and he dined like a starved man.His hands reached up to cup her boobs, and she whispered his name. No one had ever said it with such sultriness. It was her first time of doing it while he ate her out. Pulling away, his beard coated with her wetness, he told her, “Say it again, Cam.”Her mouth hung open, and her chest fell with rapid breaths. She was dazed.“Say what again?” she whispered. “Alek. Mak. Whichever. Say it again.” Cam

Camilla was sore. Her virginity had finally been broken, and she was elated. For years she had thought she would die a virgin, but Alek had destroyed that lie. Thinking of her husband brought a smile to her face. She palmed the bed and giggled. He had spent the morning with her. Breakfast in bed for both of them.The maid had changed the bedsheets. She had bled a little more than they both noticed. The image of her husband as he looked up to her, his teeth stained with her blood, made her thighs ache. He was sexy, even his scars were beautiful. She missed him. She wanted him in bed with her again. But they couldn’t spend all day cocooned here. He had a morning appointment that he skipped because of her. He couldn’t miss the other meetings of the day.Sitting up, she pulled her knees to her chair. Alek had refused a bathe after the sex. She didn’t want to overthink it, but why? Her phone was on the bed, and she grabbed it to text him. She was acting li