All Chapters of Dangerously Yours : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ivan glared at the petite figure on the floor before him, his face red as if he wanted to burst.Mara who'd gone red in embarrassment of being caught hurried to her feet, dusting her dress. She cleared her throat.“Of course no, I only came for my lipstick. I'd forgotten it.” She said, her voice shaky.Ivan stared at her with raised brows, not even believing what she'd spewed.He lat out a manic laughter as he took a step closer to her, she took a step back.“Sorry Mr San–” One of the guards who were watching the scene from some meters away tried to interrupt but a side glance from Ivan was enough to make him take a step back.“What did you hear?” He asked, his voice sharp.“I didn't hear–”He grabbed her wrist, interrupting her. Then, he's dragging her towards the stairs, away from the elevator.“Let me go.” She whisper-yelled, trying to peel his hand off hers. But he wasn't hearing any of it. His grip on her wrist only tightened, making Mara's bracelet dig deeper into the flesh of h

“I'm sure you still remember the pain of losing a loved one on what was supposed to be a joyful day. I've recently discovered that the reason for Dimitri's... distraction on that fateful day was a certain someone. A person who has been the center of his attention for far too long. His name is Vincent Reynolds. I'm sure a family like yours, with your... resources and connections, could help me understand more about him. I've attached a picture of him. Perhaps it might ring a bell? Sometimes, the key to healing old wounds lies in understanding the truth behind them. Best regards, Someone who cares about Ava” He re-read the message again after tapping send. Then, he casually dropped his phone on his bed and stretched again. _ _ _ It's not everyday that the Bianchi’s family business line dings with an email. They are feared enough that even most Mafias find it as a sort of disrespectful gesture to send them an email. But today, it happened, from an unknown ID. Mr Bianchi, who pre

~ DIMITRI ~Dimitri knocked on the Reynolds’ mansion's door, his second hand in his pocket. When he heard the sound of footsteps from the other side, he walked back and leaned against one of the supporting pillars in front of the double doors, his gaze fixed intently on the door.The door creaked open and Jenkins, the family butler peeked his head out in confusion. The moment his gaze landing Dimitri, he spotted on a professional expression.He cleared his throat before asking, “May I ask—”“Is Mr Reynolds home?” He asked as he stood straight.The butler nodded slowly, watching in confusion as Dimitri sidestepped him and made his way into the home. Breaking out of his reverie, he ran after him. “Please wait. Don't take another step. Let me ask him if he wants to see anyone at the moment. It's not that you have a prior appointment with him or something.”Dimitri assessed him with raised brows before shrugging casually. “I will wait here.” He nodded, grateful as he made his way furth

The woman stared into his eyes, her eyes already pooling with fresh tears. Dimitri's hand shook by his sides as he continued to stare into her eyes. He released her hair which he was holding in a tight grip and staggered back just at the moment when she spat. The spit landed on his white crumpled shirt.Dimitri's jaw ticked in anger but the shock was more prominent. That's the first time he would ever be so close to his step mother's eyes and it was like he was experiencing deja vu. Why does everything remind him of him? He stared at his fingers which had some strands of her hair which had come off from him gripping it too tight. He tuned out the woman's sniffles until it became background noise.His aim was to intimidate and scare her but he was the one getting scared just by staring at those pairs of eyes. He shook his head, his hand with the hair strands still suspended in the air as if he couldn't bring himself to let go.The woman sniffed some more in anger and embarrassment as

~ DIMITRI ~Vincent nodded breathily as he slipped his hand into his trousers and stroked his dick with a tight grip. He brought it out and continued stroking.“Oh…” Dimitri groaned. “I've missed you…”“Me too…” Vincent whispered.Dimitri pressed his fingers against the foreskin of his cock while he continued to kiss his way down his neck and towards his collar bone, leaving his marks. He teased his foreskin until he could found the opening. Then, he pushed it down against his crown and guided him to thrust him against his cock.“Ffuck.” He breathed out, shuddering. His lips parted and he bowed his head to watch as he continued to fuck into his pretty hole.Dimitri's lips found his again and he kissed him loudly. The wet sucking sound matched the in and out of their pre cum leaking.“I have to be inside you, Signore Mio.” Dimitri said with urgency as he carried him and stood up before placing him on the sofa. Then, he hurriedly pulled down his pants, leaving him in all his naked glory