All Chapters of Marrying the Mafia's Daughter: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

MAVERICKI left my robe on the chair, unhooked my bra, and pulled down my panties on the floor while Lake’s stare seared me. He was naked in bed, his cock growing in his grip.Lake was hard everywhere, with pure muscles and perfect limbs as I came on top of him. His big arms wrapped around me, and he rolled us over so he could be on top. I was pressed by a heavy mass, but not enough to crush me.He dipped in, his lips finding mine, and kissed me softly, slowly at first, while his hand slid into my hair, stroking my scalp. The kiss was gentle as if we had the time in the world.When a moan slipped past my throat, he felt my anticipation; he deepened the kiss and delved his tongue into my mouth, making it aggressive and demanding— how exactly did I want right now with the growing pain in my lower belly and the throbbing pulse between my thighs.I grabbed his thick cock, stroked it slowly, and dampened its head with my wetness before I positioned it into my entrance. A groan of satisfact

LAKE“Thank you, guys. Take a day off or two,” I dismissed Owen and Homer as I took off my jacket and placed it on the armrest.“I’ll be right back.” She looked tired as she went upstairs.Once the main door shut, I followed Maverick to her bedroom. “Baby?”“Yeah.” She didn’t look at me as she walked into the bathroom.My cock grew instantly hard the second she stripped off her clothes one by one until nothing left, leaving me drooling.I did the same. I’d been meaning to join her in the shower, and maybe if I were lucky, I’d fuck her over there.“Not a chance. Go to your bathroom.”“No fucking way. I’m not going to walk in the hallway naked.” I stepped inside the shower room, following her.“There are clean towels if you’re too lazy to put your pants back on, Lake.” She turned on the shower, and the water rained on us.I sucked in a breath. “Fuck. It’s freezing cold. Can you adjust the temp?”“No.” She stared at me blankly, determined to kick me out of her shower.“Fine.” I wrapped m

MAVERICK“Lake Winston. I heard you get married. Who’s the poor girl?” He sided glance at me, smirking before they engulfed each other in a big bear hug.“My wife, Maverick. Maverick, this is Cenric Wollf.”“The crypto guy.” I clamped my mouth instantly as I extended my hand for a handshake, and they laughed as they found me calling him the crypto guy funny.“Right, that’s me.” He shook my hand firmly. “Nice to meet you, Maverick. This is my wife, Sadie.”After our pleasantries, another couple came. The former notorious playboy Mykel Creed and his wife Adley, the heiress to Kross Industries. How many billionaires did I have to meet tonight? They were all young, gorgeous, and married. Well, except Moses, who gracefully sat beside me at our table in peace.“How are you, honey?”“Grateful and seemingly small.”“Half of these people are superficial, miserable, and problematic. Not everyone with money is happy. When I look at you and my nephew, you both are happy. And your relationship wit

MAVERICK“Just one more shot, Mave. That’s all I need.” Cooper was running out of patience.We’d been shooting for the last piece of the collection for hours, and he seemed to be unable to get the perfect angle or image he wanted from me.“My facial muscles are cramping. What is it that you want?” I pouted.He blew a breath, his hands on his hips as he shook his head. “Your head is not in the game. And this is how artists and models lost their job. You need to focus and always keep your head, heart, and body presence. Professional photographers don’t have time for your drama. Get your head in the game, Maverick.”I stretched my arms and legs, went to pick up the brush, and retouched my nose. “What exactly are you looking for?”“I want a happy face, a real happy face with eyes shining, a perfect smile like you’re in love and facing the love of your life because this piece is beautiful on you.”I sat back on the chair and drew a deep breath. “I think I’m in love with Lake.”Cooper never

MAVERICKI felt like I gave my trust to people too quickly.I just realized that Terzo had a lot of skeletons in his closet, and he couldn’t share them with me. And it was a red flag.We couldn’t be friends, and the way he reacted earlier was darker and scarier, and I had this feeling that he knew me better than he let on.“Mrs. Winston.” Owen startled me as I walked away from the restaurant.I stopped to a halt, staring at Owen. “That was fast.”The door to the backseat opened. Before I could get in, someone just called my name.I turned around, but Owen was blocking my view.“Maverick,” Terzo called my name again. “You left your bag.” He followed with my bag in his hand.“Oh. Thanks.” I took it from him.“I’m sorry our dinner didn’t go well. I hope I did not ruin your night. I’m still up for a second dinner if you give me a second chance, and I’m willing to tell you my story.”“Yeah. Raincheck for the second dinner?”He nodded. “Of course. Good night, Maverick.”I watched him walk a