Lahat ng Kabanata ng Engage To The Wrong Mafia Boss: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Elizabeth's POVHis body pressed down on mine, and my heart raced faster as his mouth moved lower. I felt his tongue teasing me and his teeth softly biting making me gasp.“Adam…” I moaned, squirming under him.I lost control, enjoying every bit of his strong warm hands on my skin. His dick teasing my entrance.“Please,” I begged, but he kept teasing. It was good, but frustrating as he circled my entrance withdrawing every second, it felt like he would enter.His warm lips traced my neck, making me arch ever more and when I least expected, his dick slid in.I moaned, gasping as he moved slowly. His hands held my waist, keeping me steady as he moved.I wanted more, feeling my climax build. I began moving with him, and kissed his lips.He hummed gently in approval in my mouth, his hands moving down my sides. I trembled under his touch and moved at his pace.“You're so beautiful like this,” he whispered to my ears. His voice rough as he thrust deeper.I moaned louder, welcoming his kiss

Adam’s POV:The door opened, and Elizabeth stood there with her eyes wide like they would pop out any second, and her skin turned pale.“Liz…what's wrong?” I asked, taking a step toward her.She frowned at me. Her brows furrowed and she shoved her test in my face.I looked at the test, tracing the two bold red lines.“You bastard!” She yelled, and threw the test at me. I caught it.Her breathing became thicker and she murmured. “You're so dead.”She lunged at me, and I smiled happily waiting for it. But she suddenly stumbled backward.I rushed and caught her as she swooned.“Liz…,” I gasped, holding her close.She was having trouble breathing. Her hair was slipping down over her eyes, and I pushed it back out of the front of her face to the back of her ears.I couldn't resist rubbing her silky cheeks.“Liz,” I whispered. “Thank you.”I kissed her forehead, grateful for this gift.The knock on the door, pulled my gaze on her. I was livid.Who was it this time ruining my moment?I notic

Elizabeth's POVNo. No. No way. This isn’t real.I moved too fast, and my vision blurred. I held my forehead, groaning as I slowly sat up on the bed, correcting my mistake.My throat felt dry and I needed water. I glanced down, at the thin tube pierced into my wrist. I pulled it, feeling a sharp pain.“This has got to be a joke. God's way of punishing me for being a bitch,” I cursed.How do I even undo it? I was stuck.I didn't think, and grabbed the tube again, and pulled it out. I winced at the pain, as the blood spilled from the tiny hole.I sighed tiredly. Great. Just great. Now I was bleeding too.I pressed my hand over the wound and stared at the small light from the lamp. The room felt tiny, like it was closing in on me, too weak to hold everything I was feeling.I am going to have a baby. Adam’s baby.My fingers shook as I rubbed my stomach. It felt a bit stuffy and I had to slow my breathing. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore. The truth hit me so hard I couldn’t even thin

Lily's POVI took a quick breath, and glanced at my hands on his. Josh didn't move. I was becoming anxious and slowly moved my hand off his.Smiling like the idiot I was, I blinked, laughing nervously to cover up my mistake.“Urg..” I said. “Sorry.”I looked away, feeling tense. This wasn't supposed to happen.Why the freaking hell was I embarrassed about touching his hand? It was his hand! Not some hot cheese!Josh didn't budge an inch. His lips parted in anticipation of speech and went slack. He swallowed at last and spoke with an even tone that contained a strain of tension within it."I don't mind," he answered with a steady voice. Grinning unevenly that didn't reach the rest of his face, he added, "You alright? You need to get up?"I nodded with excitement. "I can," yes."I pushed myself against the ground and stood this time without stumbling. Josh arose with ease onto his feet. He was taller than my memory had conceived of him, stronger built and confident. His dark eyes ran ov

Elizabeth’s POVShe sat on the floor, panting from the ass whooping I gave her. She bled a little from her lip.Served her right for trying to hurt me. She wiped it off with her hand.I did not move from my spot.My fingers wrapped around the cold of the broken phone holder, my fists clenched tighter as I looked at her wrestle to stand.My heart pounded in my skull, dampening the confused mutter of noises beyond the shut door.She stretched toward me with a shaking hand. "Help me up."I didn't. She could do that herself.I planted my heel on the floor and edged over, my tone frosty."Get out the way you got in… or by God, this time I'll kill you for sure."Her eyes came up to mine, unemotional.Then she breathed deeply. One that was huffy and annoyed like she was tired of it all.She stood up on her own before I could help her, smoothing out her uniform like she hadn't just materialized in my room.Who the hell was she?And why wasn’t she scared of me?I tore my eyes away from her and