All Chapters of The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Chapter 291 - Chapter 296

Amora's slender finger traced the curve of Regis' lips, once again igniting a burning desire within him."You can't wait to touch me, can you?" Amora teased with a mischievous smile, noticing Regis' nervous gaze.Before Regis could respond, Amora pressed her lips gently against his. Regis' eyes widened in shock, but soon they narrowed with a deep, intense gaze filled with untamed passion.Annoyed by his lack of response, Amora bit his lower lip, forcing him to open up for a wilder, more heated kiss.A sly smile tugged at the corner of Regis' lips. He couldn't help but feel elated that Amora was working hard to satisfy him—something he'd been yearning for.Still holding Amora like a baby koala clinging to him, Regis carried his wife toward their bedroom, which was about to become the stage for their passionate encounter.He let Amora devour his lips greedily and returned her kiss with equal intensity. Their exchange continued until Amora broke the kiss, breathlessly.Regis' chest heave

Amora gasped. Flashes of last night’s events—her reckless treatment of Regis—suddenly resurfaced in her mind.She bit her lower lip, shocked at her own audacity to press her finger against his temple."Is that why you're mad at me?" Amora asked anxiously, her eyes flickering to Regis’s lips, which were slightly swollen from her bite the previous night.Reaching out, she gently touched his lips. "I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to bite you. Does it still hurt?"Regis didn’t respond. He simply walked out of the walk-in closet as Amora reached for some ointment to treat his lips.After grabbing the ointment, Amora hurried after him. "Regis, you know I was drunk, right? Surely you’re not taking that seriously?"Still, Regis didn’t answer. He put on his suit and left the bedroom.Amora followed him outside, frowning as she noticed how quiet the penthouse was. Yet, all the mess they had made in the bar and kitchen last night had been cleaned up.She figured Regis had probably asked someone to tidy

"That's impossible, Mr. Carter." Biana couldn’t accept Mark’s statement.“Clearly, we were in that situation together. How is it possible for a single man and woman to be in the same room and do absolutely nothing?” Biana whispered nervously, glancing around to ensure no one was eavesdropping.“Do you think anything has changed with you?” Mark asked, trying to assess the situation.Biana was taken aback. She had never been intimate with anyone before and didn’t know what it would feel like afterward. Aside from the soreness in her body and a throbbing headache, she didn’t notice anything unusual.When she woke up earlier, she had hurried out of the room, unwilling to show her embarrassing state to the man.“It seems you really don’t know anything,” Mark muttered with a wry smile.Biana pursed her lips in annoyance. “What makes you so sure we didn’t do anything last night?” she asked skeptically.“I checked the scene. There’s no evidence that we did anything, Miss Curtiz,” Mark explain