All Chapters of Twisted Love With The Mafia Boss: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aria paced her room, her palms clenched into fists. She had spent the whole night time seeking to shake off the lingering effects of Alejandro’s kiss, but her frame betrayed her. Her pores and skin still tingled where he had touched her. Her lips nevertheless burned from his flavor. She became dropping manager, and she hated it. A sharp knock at her door made her soar. She turned, heart racing. The door swung open before she may want to respond, and there he was—Alejandro. Dressed in a crisp black shirt with the pinnacle buttons undone, his sleeves rolled up to expose his muscular forearms, he appeared results easily dangerous. "Why are you continuing to be conscious?" His voice turned deep, laced with some thing she couldn’t pretty place. Aria folded her palms, looking to mask her nerves. "I ought to ask you the equal issue." Alejandro stepped inner, closing the door at the back of him. "I don’t sleep tons." "That makes folks," she muttered. His gaze darkened

Aria sat in front of her arrogance, observing her reflection. Her lips had been nevertheless swollen from Alejandro’s kisses, her pores and skin tingling with the reminiscence of his contact. She had allowed herself to get carried away once more. With a frustrated sigh, she buried her face in her hands. This isn’t a part of the plan. She changed into being supposed to manipulate him, now not allowing herself to be seduced. A knock at the door made her jolt. She quickly straightened, smoothing her hair. "Come in." Maria entered, her expression annoying. "We need to speak." Aria frowned. "What’s incorrect?" Maria hesitated before sitting on the threshold of the bed. "I confronted Juan about us." Aria’s eyebrows shot up. "And?" Maria bit her lip. "He stated I’m not just a fling…however he made any promises." Aria sighed. "That’s something, at the least." Maria shook her head. "I don’t know if I can manage to be in limbo. I love him, Aria. And I’m scared." Aria reach

Aria couldn’t sit still. The moment Alejandro left the room, an uneasy feeling settled in her chest. She wrapped a blanket around herself, staring at the door like she expected him to walk back in any second. But he didn’t. Instead, the hallway remained eerily silent. She swung her legs off the bed, her heartbeat quickening. If it was urgent enough for Jace to interrupt Alejandro, it had to be serious. And she needed to know what the hell was going on. Alejandro’s study door was slightly open when she got there. She stayed in the shadows, listening. Jace’s voice was low but tense. "She’s not lying. Valentina’s being hunted." Alejandro exhaled sharply. "By who?" Jace hesitated. "Someone worse than us." Aria pressed a hand to her chest to keep herself from gasping out loud. Worse than Alejandro? Worse than his cartel? Alejandro scoffed. "You expect me to believe that?" Jace’s tone was firm. "Believe whatever the fuck you want, but whoever it is, they’re power

Aria’s body still ached from the night before, but it wasn’t the pain that kept her awake it was Alejandro. The way he kissed her, the way his hands explored every inch of her skin, the way he made her forget every danger surrounding them. But the moment the sun rose, reality came crashing back. She turned in bed, half expecting to see him beside her, but the sheets were cold. He was gone. A sharp pang hit her chest. She sat up, wrapping the blanket around herself. Last night had been different. It wasn’t just passion it was something more. Something terrifying. Before she could dwell on it, a knock sounded at the door. "Aria?" It was Maria. Aria exhaled, pushing back her emotions. "Come in." Maria stepped inside, her expression unreadable. She shut the door behind her, then crossed her arms. "Tell me you didn’t do what I think you did." Aria hesitated. "Maria " "Aria," Maria groaned, dragging a hand down her face. "Alejandro? Really?" Aria’s heart thudded. "It

Alejandro didn’t hesitate as he pulled Aria by the wrist, guiding her through the alleyways with military precision. His movements were swift and purposeful, yet his grip on her never loosened, as though he couldn’t afford to let her go not even for a second. Her heart raced, her body flooded with adrenaline. Her hands shook slightly, not from fear but from the electric surge of being close to him, in the thick of the chaos, fighting side by side. They reached the street where their cars were parked, but there was no sign of Jace or the rest of the team. Alejandro cursed under his breath, scanning their surroundings. "Where the hell is Jace?" he muttered, his voice tight with frustration. Aria didn’t answer. She couldn’t her mind was too focused on the feeling of Alejandro’s hand clutching hers. His presence was a rock, his raw power almost tangible as they moved through the shadows, trying to stay out of sight. But then, the crackle of a radio interrupted the silence. Ale