All Chapters of THE MOB BOSS'S PREGNANT MISTRESS : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Susan’s heart pounded, her breath catching in her throat. “You can’t be serious. What are you going to do, Leo? Kidnap your own child?”Leo’s lips pressed into a thin line. He didn’t answer.Susan let out a bitter laugh, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Of course. That’s exactly how you handle things, isn’t it? Bully and threaten until you get your way. Well, I'm not going to let you do that to me. I'm not one of your men and I'm not afraid of you.”Leo’s eyes flashed, and for a moment, she thought he might explode. But instead, he turned on his heel, his movements sharp and controlled.“I’m done with this conversation,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Do whatever you want, Suzy. But don’t think for a second I’m letting you take my daughter away from me.”Without another word, he stormed off the balcony, the door slamming shut behind him.Susan stood there, stunned and shaking. Her fists clenched at her sides as tears welled in her eyes. The cool night air did nothing to sooth

In complete confusion, Susan backed away from the heat and the suffocating tension that had entered the atmosphere. Her skin felt hot and stretched over her bones. Her body felt strangely weighted and unfamiliar. She translated the sensations as fear. He was scaring her.“You're an animal,” she whispered with a shudder. He dealt her a slashing smile full of all-male triumph as he absorbed her retreat, and she wanted to knock his teeth down his arrogant throat. Calling him an animal was an insult to animals. But he did belong in a cage. Clearly he thought he was irresistible. But what enraged her most was that he was baiting her on a level she could not match.“I am what you make me,” he drawled in that dark, deep voice with an unbelievably insolent smile as he came to stand in front of her, “You have two days to make a decision, Suzy. Two days,” And with that, he walked away. ___________Two days later, Susan slowly approached the balcony where Leo sat, holding Sophie in his big ar

“I think I'll pass,” she replied, “So how does it feel to be my wife?”It was a rough demand.Startled, Susan stared at him. She was shaken by the seething quality of his glittering dark eyes. They seemed to reach down and threaten to go for her throat. All of a sudden she was very grateful that they were standing a ludicrous distance apart.“How?” he prompted with lethal persistence.“Leo, I don't feel like your wife, so don't let it worry you,” she responded with a forced laugh. “All I want to be is the best mother I can be for Sophie. I have no intention of interfering in your life in any other way.”“Soft words,” Leo countered with rich derision.Susan decided to ignore that comment, “I'm going to feed Sophie,” she repeated, “And then I'm going to bed,”“Alone... on our wedding night?”Susan's dazed eyes connected involuntarily with smouldering ones and it was as though he had jerked a string and she was a puppet. Every muscle jerked tight, every nerve-ending quivered. I'm not fe

Her breasts felt tender and swollen and, when Leo splayed a hand to her spine and pulled her closer, her taut nipples came into glancing contact with his hair-roughened chest. “Ah…” she gasped under his mouth in shock. His hands swept up her narrow ribcage and cupped her breasts and she froze, “Leo!” she cried as he released her lips.Leo wasn't listening. Her eyes flew wide on the taut, intent look of him as he slid lithely down the bed, his hands still shaping her flesh. His dark head bent and he closed his mouth hungrily on one pouting pink nipple. Excitement tore through her in an electrifying surge, reducing the cry on her tongue to a mumbled, indistinct moan. Her entire body jerked with renewed shock, her legs trembling, an ache stirring between her thighs that made her teeth grit together in a kind of agonised pleasure. She was stripped of every thought, every feeling. The surging hunger of her own body for sensation was terrifyingly greedy. He let his tongue flick the throb

Every time she looked at Leo he got more gorgeous. She searched for a flaw and couldn't find one. She reminded herself of how in every field he failed her standards for the mythical ideal man and still she was plunged into this appallingly adolescent state of sexual awareness every time he came within ten feet of her! She felt like an arsonist holding dry paper, desperate for the match to ignite her conflagration. Nobody had ever told her and she had never dreamt that her thoughts and her reactions could rove so violently out of her control. But somehow Leo had done this to her... Dear heaven, if he was to approach her again, what devastation might he then leave in his wake? She reminded herself that Leo had had his revenge. He had made love to her. He had asserted his truly unforgivable conviction that she had no rights whatsoever over her own body. Why on earth should he want to do it again? It occurred to her that Leo's gaze had turned darker and in addition to his extraordinari