All Chapters of Crowned In Betrayal (The Santoro Family 1): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LAURENA total psychopath. That was the only word to describe Enzo. My ears still echoed from the sound of the gunshot. I screamed and fell to the ground as I stared at the man's lifeless body but it didn't faze Enzo. I couldn’t move. My hands trembled violently as I looked down at my shirt. Blood. His blood. It stained the white fabric in dark red splatters, warm and wet against my skin.“Get up, Lauren.” Enzo said, his voice full of command as if he had not just shot someone in front of me. Staring around the room, I could see everyone was okay with it. Gasping in shock, I looked down at my body once more realizing it was not a dream. “ Oh my god….” I said breathlessly, my voice barely above a whisper. “You killed him.”Enzo turned to me fully this time, his expression unreadable. “And now you understand. In my world, hesitation gets you killed. That trust is a weakness. And that I—” his voice dropped lower, almost lethal, “—don’t share what’s mine.”A chill ran down my spine.T

“Fuck!” I said groaning as she took me deep into her mouth. Letting out a low, long groan, I tip my head back. My eyes close as she moves up and down, her head bobbing, then licking my length and tracing her tongue around the head. Clenching my hand on the armrest, I can't help but lose myself in the pleasure of Lauren's tongue. I had gotten so many bl**jobs in the past. Being a Mafia King, many people wanted go impress me so they always sent girls. I didn't mind. Taking the pressure off helped. But none of them did it like Lauren..“God, you drive me insane.” I said grabbing a handful of hair as Lauren started to move fast wrapping her hand around my length as she sucks harder. Groaning in pleasure, I try hard to not lose it but it's impossible. Lauren's mouth feels so good and I can hardly think straight. Jerking my hips forward, my hand tightens in Lauren's head as I fill her mouth with my c*m. Lauren gulps and swallows, carrying on, licking me and sucking before her mouth pops

“Are you okay?” Enzo asked as he walked over to the back where me and Sam were hiding. My eyes darted to Sam, and I could see her eyes full of admiration as she looked at Enzo. I couldn't blame her. Who wouldn't fall for Enzo? Matteo ran out of the store like a coward with his men, and now, there was nothing except the silence of the store and the broken pieces of the clock I used to hit Matteo. Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady my racing heart. "I'm fine," I finally managed, though my voice was shaky.Enzo’s sharp eyes scanned my face, his fingers reaching out to tilt my chin slightly as he scanned my face for injuries. His touch was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the brutal way he had handled Matteo moments ago.Sam, still standing beside me, let out a nervous laugh. “Well, that was... intense,” she said, though the way she stared at Enzo made it clear she was more impressed than scared.I rolled my eyes. “You should probably go home, Sam. I’ll close up here.”Sam

ENZO One party. That was all it took. The moment I stepped in with Lauren, I knew what I was getting myself into. So did Lauren. My family was deadlier than a den of lions. Everyone was pretending to be all good and smiley with each other, but someone wanted me dead, and I needed to find out who. “ Do you think I pushed you into the pool on purpose?” Lauren asked, her voice defensive. She was adorable when she got like this, all fiery and determined. I couldn't resist teasing her. There was no way she had done it intentionally. Lauren didn’t have one malicious bone in her body. "I don’t know," I drawled, watching her reaction. "Maybe you’re trying to get rid of me so you can run back to your detective crush," I said resisting the urge to gag as I said them. I hated the fact that I was right. Jake had been Lauren's crush. Judging by their relationship now, I could tell that he had feelings for her, too. Since Lauren's jerk husband was no longer around, I was the only one standi

A loud laugh suddenly echoed in the room. Don Alonzo laughed out loud leaning back in his chair. For some reason, I felt even more scared. Meanwhile, Enzo remained calm refusing to let Don Alonzo's tactics get to him. Don Alonzo leaned back in his chair. “Very well,” he said, tapping his cane against the floor. “If she is that important to you, I won’t insist.” “ I'll send someone to Paris to meet with th private collector. No matter how much, we must get out hands on it.” Enzo said making Don Alonzo nod his head. “ In that case, I'll leave this matter to you. I trust that you won't disappoint me.” Don Alonzo said chuckling as he stood up. Enzo remained composed, his face devoid of emotion, but I could sense the tension in his shoulders. It was obvious that his hunt for the paintings, the vault was much more than just ordinary business. It was a silent wager between Enzo and his grandfather. Enzo’s mother, elegant and poised, stepped closer to her son. “Be careful,” she murmured