All Chapters of TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Mirabella's PovAnnabella gets up from the side of the bed and massages her temple. "What is it about you, huh? Tell me, Mirabella! How do you get them to choose you? How do you get all the good people by your corner? How are you still alive? After everything you've been through, how are you still standing!" My sister begins fidgeting with her fingers which are obviously trembling.But not in fear, in anger.My tears are spewing uncontrollably in realization that my sister is envious of me. This same me that has always envied her growing up, the irony of life."I'm sorry, Anna, I'll make it right, sorella, I promise. I'll get us out and far away from here if you could just help me escape. Please Annabella, just do this with me."A hearty laughter wracks through her and she throws herself on the cushion. "You're such a fool, Mirabella," she trails off into her dark demeanor. "Do you really think you're in father's custody? I’ll make one thing clear, sister, you're my hostage and you're

Matteo's PovWhen you find yourself drowning in your own mistakes, when the gut wrenching nightmares don’t leave you alone, when all you’ve done is struggle to remain mentally sane, the weight of your trauma at some point swallows you up until you loose touch with everything.That was what happened two weeks ago when I woke up from a terrible nightmare and sent my wife packing. I woke up from the same nightmare that has always plagued me, only this time, it wasn’t just Bianca that I’d killed. I ripped Mirabella’s heart out of her in my dream and when I finally woke up, I found that I’d already done some damage to her physically.I panicked and had to tell myself the truth, the truth that I was a danger to her.I sent her away only to protect her from my monsters and I regret it.Her fragrance still lingers in the part of the mansion where she stayed, I still think about how she touched herself in my office while calling out my name, how I buried my face into her beautiful, heavenly cu

Matteo's Pov I’m kneeling between Mirabella’s thighs as I drink up her naked body. The naked body that has me imagining animalistic things, the naked body that has me about to make a mistake I’m sure will regret in no distant time. But for this perfect body, I’m willing to make mistakes for the rest of my life. Her wetness is glistening and making her little rosy pussy shine incredibly. Fuck. Like I said, it gets better and better. Her feel on my fingers was amazing and her taste was immaculate. She was right when she said her pussy feels like a portal, because I’m definitely being sucked in and I’ve just been in her with my fingers. “Matteo?” She calls out to me in a questioning manner as she attempts taking off her blindfold but I can’t let her do that. She has me fumbling already and if I’m to look into those dangerous orbs of hers whilst I fuck her, I know I’ll be finished. They’ll be no going back. “Leave it!” I command. I lean down, holding my weight off with my elbows. My

Matteo's Pov No one could’ve prepared me for that incredibly amazing night I had with my wife. I think I’m high on pussy. Never in my life have I imagined or experienced such heightened pleasure and now I’m obsessed. I’m fucking obsessed with my wife’s pussy and I don’t plan on letting her go just yet. Last night after she had slept, I cleaned her up, changed the sheets, put her into comfortable clothes—my shirt, got her into bed, and sat on the cushion, watching in awe while she slept. And yes, I did in fact keep the sheets just like I had said to her. I want to be able to have something that reminds me of the best night of my life. I watched her as she slept peacefully and I must confess, I did in fact sleep off at some point and for the first time in forever, I slept and woke up without the nightmares and that’s how I know she’s my one. She’s the breakthrough I’ve been searching for. And the best part is that throughout the night, she didn’t wake up in panic and that means she

Mirabella's PovIf someone had told me four months ago that I’d somehow find common ground with my husband and make my marriage work, I’d have slapped them across the face but it’s the reality.It’s fucking real and it’s amazing.My marriage has been running smoothly and I’ve become so happy with my life as it is. Matteo makes me extremely happy and he doesn’t even realize it.It’s not just the sex, it’s so much more. The gifts, the after care, the kind words, the soft gaze, the forehead kisses and the sex; it’s so fucking amazing. We might lie to each other and say that our relationship is nothing more than a husband and a wife consummating their marriage but we know deep down that it has become so much more.“Mirabella,” My personal maid—Garcia’s voice snaps me out of my fantasy world and my eyes widen at how much food I’ve consumed so far without even knowing it.“What Garcia,” I glare at her when I see the look in her eyes. The look that says she wants to say something but doesn’t