All Chapters of The Mafia's Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ClaireThey said old memories can get buried away with time, but when something triggering happens, those memories get awakened again.'Claire stay here and don't move, big brother will protect you, okay?' My brother's voice had rang amidst flying gunshots.'Brother, I'm scared.''I won't let anything happen to you.'I was seven years old when it happened, I could remember an attack in our home, perhaps a robbery. Gunshots filled the air and my brother made me hide under the bed, I couldn't see anything going on, but an evil looking man heard my small sobs and came to grab me.I'd cried and called for my brother but the evil man had taken me away, I'd been kidnapped.The memories of what happened after are now lost to me, but I knew my brother got me back safely. That feeling of safety was the same one I had in this moment when strong arms circled my body pulling me into a warm chest."I've got you, you're safe now Blue." Those arms held me close even as the sound of guns fired in t

ClaireThis time, there was no crazy aphrodisiac in my veins making me lose my mind, I tried to keep my calm even though my hands itched to touch him as he gently placed my feet down at the foot of the bed. His arms remained around my waist, keeping me against his body without moving at all. We just stood there for a long time."Vincent..." I called his name hesitantly. "Hmm?" "Should I do something? Tell me where to touch you."I thought he was waiting for me to make the first move since I'd been the one to give myself to him but he held me against him still without moving."Do you know the feeling when you want something it haunts you night and day, and when you finally get it, it feels like a hallucination that will easily slip out of your fingers?" He spoke in a thick low voice, barely above a whisper. I smiled as his words reminded me of something in the past, "When I was young something bad happened. After that my brother strictly kept me locked in at home, I wasn't allowed

VincentI blew out smoke from my cigar as I strode into the warehouse to oversee the new diamonds that just came from England but the images of last night kept flashing in my mind. The girl, deliciously sprawled in my bed as I fucked her to oblivion.Was last night even a fuck or a blasted love making session? In my books, a fuck was rough, no feelings involved, no emotions, the only thing would be pleasure and once release was achieved, it was over, but why the heck did I spend all night, nuzzling that beautiful female in my arms, deflowering her softly, kissing her, then fucking her till the sun came up? The beautiful creature was as innocent as she was delicious. Her orgasms were the purest yet sexiest thing I'd ever seen, so much so I wanted to make her cum multiple times and sure as hell I did. I hadn't fucking used protection, knowing that it was her first time, I wanted her to feel pleasure in a raw and sweet way, I wanted to be joined with her in flesh, to feel her skin ag

ClaireOne evening, after trainings, I'd finished cooking dinner when I was suddenly startled by the doorbells ringing. No one was supposed to know I was here in Vincent's LA penthouse, at least that was what Rocco told me. Then who would have come?Rocco was out and he hadn't returned yet, but I knew he wouldn't be the one ringing the doorbell since he knew the password to entering the apartment.I hesitantly went to the door, looking through the small screen of the CCTV camera at the entrance. No one was standing outside. But someone had definitely rang the doorbell a while ago.I paced for a while contemplating if I should open the door or call Rocco first. After a while I decided to just open the door after grabbing the gun Rocco left with me. I typed in the lock password and the door opened, looking around, the hallway was empty and there was no one..."Surprise!" "Ah!" I shrieked jumping back slightly and ended up landing on my butt on the floor as a woman suddenly jumped in

Vincent I waited in my car in Rome till the private jet landed. It had been exactly two weeks, three days, and three nights since I'd last seen her. The morning after I'd taken her to bed when the sun rose, she'd fallen asleep in my arms. I'd stayed still, staring at her face for a long time. Perhaps I wanted to memorize every feature that made up her countenance, or perhaps I just stared because it brought me peace. She'd laid gloriously naked, covered by the sheets on my bed. Her every feminine curve grazing my body warmly. The image still gave me a painful hard on. I'd killed Donatello for her, but the fucking bastard had sent out news about her to the whole underworld, now everyone knew Morano had a woman who could be said to be his weakness. If I could resurrect the loser and have the pleasure of killing him all over again, I would. "Boss, they're here." One of my men informed and I stepped down from the car looking towards the open space of the runway.Rocco alighted helpin