All Chapters of The Mafia King's Doll : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 3EdenI’m playing with fire, and while self-preservation screams for me to get out of the studio and back to work, I don’t stop because the way Mr. La Rosa looks at me makes me feel hot and bothered.An intense sexual tension keeps building between us until I’m contemplating throwing caution to the wind and flirting with the man.Maybe I could risk a one-night stand with him? Nope. Not risking my job.Breaking out of the trance the man has me in, I stop dancing and head to the table where my phone is. I disconnect it from the speakers, and silence falls heavily around me.I can feel Mr. La Rosa’s eyes burning into my back, and it makes the heat in my abdomen increase with intensity.I suck in a couple of deep breaths before I turn around and walk toward the doorway. He straightens up from where he’s leaning against the doorjamb, and a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.“Are you going to tell me your name tonight?” he asks, his voice deep and rough.Having anon

Chapter 5EdenDear God, what was I thinking? I wasn’t. That’s the problem.Just like the other times I’ve seen Dario, I was practically mesmerized by the man. The pull coming from him is impossible to ignore.The moment he touched me, I knew it would be hard to deny him anything, and when he kissed me, I was overcome with searing desire.Holy shit, was I overcome.If I’m not careful, I’m going to fall hard and fast for my boss, and that would be disastrous. People like him don’t mix with people like me. His kind uses my kind to climb to the top and disposes of us like trash when they’re done with us.Still.God, when he kissed me. When I felt his rock-hard cock through the luxurious fabric of his pants. The man is packing, and I know it will hurt the first time he’s inside me. When I inhaled breath after breath of his addictive scent.It was so intoxicating I didn’t know whether I was coming or going.Stop it, Eden!He almost caught you tonight. You need the money a hell of a lot mor

Chapter 7EdenWalking up the street toward the ballet company, I pull my jacket tighter around me in an attempt to ward off the cold front that hit New York early this morning.It’s colder than usual for this time of year, which means we’re going to shit ice blocks this winter.Suddenly, an expensive sports car with dark-tinted windows comes to a screeching stop a couple of feet ahead of me, and when the driver’s door opens, and a man steps out, I freeze in my tracks.Shit. Dario.I spin around and walk as fast as I can away from him, but I only manage a few steps before he darts in front of me. He grips hold of my arm, his hold a little too tight for my liking.“Finally,” he breathes. “I thought I wouldn’t see you again.”Well, I did try my best to avoid you.I glance down at his fingers around my arm, then say, “Can you let go of me?”“No.”His reply shocks me and causes a frown to form on my forehead.Dario looks around us, and the next second, he drags me across the street toward

Poverty is an understatement when it comes to describing my circumstances. My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water.To ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, I like to dance. Working as a janitor at a ballet company makes it easy for me to steal thirty minutes at night when the place is empty.Or so I thought. Just my luck that the dangerously handsome owner catches me red-handed. He thinks I'm a hardworking ballerina, and I don't bother correcting him... because, you know, I'd like to keep my job.Dario La Rosa has every girl at the company swooning, hoping she'll be the one to end his bachelor status. Me? I just want to keep my secret and try to avoid the man at all costs.But then my mother's sins burst through my dilapidated front door, and my life takes a turn for the worse.Turns out Dario isn't who I thought he was, and the man has the power to not only change my entire life, but to keep me f

Chapter 3EdenI’m playing with fire, and while self-preservation screams for me to get out of the studio and back to work, I don’t stop because the way Mr. La Rosa looks at me makes me feel hot and bothered.An intense sexual tension keeps building between us until I’m contemplating throwing caution to the wind and flirting with the man.Maybe I could risk a one-night stand with him? Nope. Not risking my job.Breaking out of the trance the man has me in, I stop dancing and head to the table where my phone is. I disconnect it from the speakers, and silence falls heavily around me.I can feel Mr. La Rosa’s eyes burning into my back, and it makes the heat in my abdomen increase with intensity.I suck in a couple of deep breaths before I turn around and walk toward the doorway. He straightens up from where he’s leaning against the doorjamb, and a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.“Are you going to tell me your name tonight?” he asks, his voice deep and rough.Having anon