Semua Bab Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance): Bab 31 - Bab 40

LACHLAN “Lachlan, listen to him. Fuck me. We can savor each other later. Let’s fulfil his pervert fantasies of watching us together.”She was on her knees, bared and trembling, her body already marked with the ghost of Jeremiah’s cruelty. But she wasn’t broken. No, she was fire—fierce, untamed, burning hotter with every second that passed.And I fucking adored her for this.I kept my eyes on Jeremiah, his hold on her throat didn’t waver as he stared back at me. His grey eyes dropped to my hands as I unbuckled myself and unbuttoned my pants before pushing them down. I controlled my taunting smirk when he saw me pulling out my hard cock. I gave my length a rough pull, enjoying the way when his eyes flickered. I will get my Jeremy back. No matter what it takes. And my little kitten? She will be the tether that keeps us tied together— whether she wants to or not.“Open up for me, kotyonok,” I whispered, pressing a kiss down at the base of her spine.Goosebumps dotted her skin and she sh

NINAI sat up with a jerk, my heart still pounding from the nightmare. I blinked against the dim morning light filtering through the heavy drapes, my body aching in ways I hadn’t fully processed yet. The sheets tangled around me felt foreign, a reminder that nothing about this place was mine—not the bed, not the air I breathed, not even the freedom I’d started to enjoy. After last night and Jeremiah’s declaration of how he had been the one to take my virginity, it seemed my mind had decided to take his words at face value and replaced the shadowy figure in my dreams with him. Now the monster chasing me through the dark forest has grey eyes and bright blonde hair that glint in the moonlight as he traps me beneath his hard body and fucks me mercilessly even when I cry and fight him. I wanted to say that I hated these nightmares, but every time I have these dreams I wake up with an ache between my legs. And today that ache was accompanied by an actual soreness that I could feel. Beca

NINA "It seems I will have to take my wife in my own hands.”Dread coiled up in my stomach, my fight and flight instincts told me to make a run for it and I lurched to my feet, but he was faster.Before I could escape, his fingers clamped around my wrist, and he yanked me forward. My breath left me in a sharp gasp as he twisted me, forcing me over the breakfast table. Plates and silverware rattled beneath my weight, the scent of coffee and toast mixing with the scent of his cologne. Fire and danger engulfed me in a brutal hold. I thrashed and tried to fight his hold, but his grip was unyielding as he twisted my arm around my back and pushed me down harder that my breastbone hurt. “Stop,” I hissed, panic clawing at my throat from being subjected to this. “You fucking bastard—”The loud smack echoed in the hall before the pain registered and I went still. My mind short-circuited unable to process what just happened. He just hit me. The fucking monster hit my arse, making my whole bod

LACHLANI shouldn’t be here.That thought lingered at the back of my mind, but it didn’t stop me from opening her bedroom door and stepping inside. As soon as I entered something came flying at me, I ducked, my reflexes taking over. A loud crack had me looking to my left where now the broken vase was. When I turned to face her she was standing on the bed and glaring at me. The sight of her flushed face and angry eyes almost made me smile. Almost. But I knew it wasn’t time to let her know how adorable she was looking right now and I just wanted to sit there and look at her. Instead, I stepped inside her room, closed the door and said, “It could have been Garcia, or worse Jeremiah who you could’ve hurt, Nina. And we don’t want them hurt.” I walked to the bed and held out my hand for her. “Garcia wouldn’t have been able to dodge and would’ve gotten hurt, and she doesn’t deserve that. And, Jeremiah would’ve retaliated.”She stared at me for a long moment, the spark of silver in her one

JEREMIAH I watched her.Her eyes were wide with curiosity, lips parted as she hung onto every word that left Lachlan’s mouth. I should have been the one telling her our past, not him. But no— I had been too distracted, too consumed by thoughts of making her pay now that she was finally in my grip. I had forgotten to begin the history lessons as I had planned.Instead, I had wanted her out of my sight as soon as possible because I wasn’t sure what I would have done next. Every time I looked at her, all I saw was fire closing in around me— then waking up in a dark cell, my body marked with the scars of her betrayal.There was a time when I had stood where Lachlan was now, wanting to shield her, keep her safe, wipe away her tears, and offer her the solace of my presence. But that time was gone. It was never going to happen again.And I would make damn sure my little shadow didn’t fall for her lies and end up scarred, too.Last night, I had thrown her out of my bedroom and stopped Lachla