All Chapters of Tangled With The Mafia King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Carrie“Why are you complicating my life?” I pushed a question to Alessandro who had already assumed a more relaxed position. His legs spread to expose the outline of the member tucked in his trousers and his hands drew back and dug into the sheets to support his leaning upper body.“Is that man important to you?”I ignored the way the sun of the day attempted to turn his chest into some kind of artefact worthy of nature’s spotlight.“What if he is?”“I would get rid of him. I should be the only important person in your life.” He spoke such ridiculous words without batting an eyelash. I wonder if he is aware that there’s every chance that I could be thinking that he’s lying about his claims about wanting me.“So, are you going to get rid of my baby when I give birth? Because my baby is the most important thing in my life.”“I am talking about grown men who are trying to take you away from me.”“I am not yours.”“I am pretty sure we agreed otherwise while you were screaming for my touc

CarrieMy Father who art in heaven… Why do shitty things keep happening to me?I am presently staring at a group of angry men whose expressions of displeasure abounded as the seconds grew. Their deep furrows showed their determination to tear me apart and I am facing such a predicament because someone thinks that I am a spy.Why can’t I ever have a normal life?Just… why?As I focused my sight on the many men who were possibly thinking of forcing me out of the car, I reasoned what my next line of action would be.Of course, I have to assure them that I am not a spy. But how do I do that?I have a gut feeling that these men won’t be willing to listen to my explanations. But, I mean, I have to try. That’s the only option I have at this point.So, while I managed a cheeky smile, my voice took on a soothing tone and I said, “Please… That’s… That’s not true.”“She is lying! I heard her communicating with them. Besides, she ran away this morning. Why would she run if she didn’t have anythin

CarrieThe Walk of Shame that I was meant to experience after the first night I spent with Alessandro was only just getting to me at that moment. After we walked past the busy reception where Alessandro got his key card, the silence that found its way to our midst when we entered the elevator made me feel ashamed for some reason I could not decipher.And that feeling worsened after we walked out and down the corridor towards his room.But thankfully, after a seemingly long walk, we finally ended up in front of his room. A ting from the door lock led us into the huge room.Once I stepped into the abode that gave off more of Alessandro’s scent, I raced toward the couch at the other end of the room. It was the seat that was closest to a window. As I settled, I refused to look in Alessandro’s direction. My eyes stayed fixed on the view of the city ahead.“I need ten minutes,” Alessandro informed me. And I still refused to look at him.I pretended that something extremely interesting had c

Alessandro“Our men have captured the spy,” Eduardo informed me eagerly. Then, he scoffed and said, “I can’t believe your grandfather almost jailed Carrie. She doesn’t even look like someome that would be a spy.”“I can’t believe that I cried,” I murmured to myself as I played the moment that led to Miss Edwards and I sharing another intimate contact.“Did that old man really think that things would go his way? I must say, he is always desperate to suck some blood. I wonder if he is a vampire when the rest of us are sleeping.”I finally dragged myself out of my thoughts and focused on Eduardo’s words. “We hardly sleep around here. You are no stranger to that fact.” My eyes remained trained on Miss Edwards who was still sleeping soundly, greatly unaware that two men were standing over her. “Eduardo?” I called because an issue I have found myself battling with became something I desired to share with the man.“Do you want to order the death of the spy?” The thirst for some action rested

CarrieI woke up from a long sleep and I could tell that there was something wrong. Not only was there an unusual rush of breeze, but the smell around me also was that of deadened sweat and since I have never perceived such a thing around Alessandro, I was left to think that I had some unknown visitors while I was sleeping.I have to say though… That sleep was one of the best I have had in a while. And it is a delight that I am not using that statement in reference to sex.Unable to return to the slumber world, I got rid of the comfy blankets draped over my feet and prepared myself to get off the bed. As I calculated how I would hurriedly transport myself to the bathroom so that I could get rid of the pressing urge to pee, I finally sensed Alessandro’s presence.But the man was not on the couch on which, or rather, against which we had unexpected, mind-blowing sex. But when I looked towards the exit and saw a brief outline of his shadow that had managed to seep past the door, I rushed