All Chapters of BETRAYED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Georgie opened the limo’s door, the air conditioning was in. Cold mist burst out and ozzed away. A familiar scent of olive and roses came with it. My nose twitched and I grinned. Only one man made such a cold entry. I climbed in and the iridescent lights flickered on. He was right next to me, so close I could hear his slow heart beat and watch his chest rise and fall. He stared as if enchanted by the icy glow in my eyes. He had his never-changing unreadable expression except this time, he seemed genuinely immersed in the way he held me breathless and backed against the door.“Did you have fun?” He spoke, his masculine accent seemed to bounce off sensations from his lips and they made my body react instantly. That's voice had become permanent for a while now. “Sort of. There weren't very interesting people.”“I suppose so.” He pulled away and I struggled with regaining what was left of my shattered shield of impenetrable femininity.“There aren't many as hard core as Leo Fernandez.”

QUINN'S POV I drove back, Georgie was away on orders to take the new aids to Gina’s hotel. The ride was a quiet one because she was asleep beside me. That alone was awfully distracting. I couldn't help but steal glances. She had worn a neat red matte lipstick but now, it was smudged. The residue is still tinting my lips.Unconsciously, I rolled my tongue around a bit. I could still taste her but I tried not to think about it. The push and that dead look in her eyes when I squeezed; it still haunting me.We had had disagreements in the past but she hadn't been so physical. Maybe seeing Leo was aggregating her, Making her feel used like he had used her but that was the thing, I'm not ready to make sense of what we have.I exhaled softly, tousling my hair and looking at her. The road was clear, the sun on her face. The way she looked in her peaceful moments, is what really does it for me.Sometimes I just want to embrace her, reach out and touch every bit of her. To rock her until I

QUINN'S POV I opened my eyes and looked over the bloody corpses lying all over the floor. The dimly lit warehouse reeked of gasoline too. The horrifying air of death hung over all of us. There is still someone alive amongst the guests in the warehouse with me. He is chained on both his legs and turned upside down, his body suspended from the ceiling. He still grinned at me, although most of his face had been bludgeoned by crowbars. “Like what you see, Quinn?” He said to me, I shook my head, wondering why he never learned. “I will kill you, Alduro. Do you not realize that?” I asked, pretty convinced that he didn't. “You won't.” He coughed, blood dripping out of his mouth. “You need to break me first. You won't kill a man whose will is intact.” I frowned. The color drained from my face and only a dull, indifferent and gloomy look remained. “You are betting your life on that alone.” The seat creaked as I stood up. Walking slowly, the heels of my Polish black shoes clicked o

He glided towards me, the wind fluttering his black jacket. That devil has worn it over tailored black trousers, he let them hold him firmly below the waist. Like he knew I would look and he wanted me to like what I see.The buttons he let loose, bared his muscular chest, and sculpted abs that begged to be touched. He held my gaze in his ice-blues and I think we lost in them. In the way he carried himself like he has been accustomed to being reverenced. Everything about him was charming, breathtaking and unforgettable.He paused right in front me, his broad back and his possessive presence, turned Leo into a lingering shadow. Gently, he took my hand and kissed it.I was genuinely taken away. Swept off my feet by every bit of him. Quinn always had a crude look. Like he is lord over the monsters. He never wore a devil's charm before. At that moment, I completely forgot what he use to look like. All I wanted was to let this version of him have me right now.“You look more beautifu

QUINN’S POV I laid back in the car, a cigar in between my fingers and little flickers of light falling away. My eyes closed, the sound of water washing on and off the beach shore was my …. I wasn't sleeping but for the first time in months, I was at peace.I just couldn't tell what exactly was bringing this ephemeral feeling. Was it the distance that I had given my life as a Mafia? Was it that this place resembles where my parents were buried or was it that Gina was not her? I opened my eyes, that awkward sweetness was deadening into me again. I sat up and looked out the window. For a moment, I thought I saw her but then I looked again and Gina wasn't there. I shut my, exhaling slowly and rubbing the sleep off them.Another one of those hallucinations again. What the hell has she done to me? I feel as if I'm in bondage, like I cannot rest and I cannot find slumber until I am near her. Until I hear her voice. My heart use to be so hollow and hardened, how is it that this s