All Chapters of HIS: The Mafia King's Property: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Marco's POV Give to Ceasar what belongs to Ceasars…In dirty, shallow graves, hidden in a remote field downtown, only notorious for the cannibals desperate for human flesh, the remnants of Cent and Lorenzo were buried. The capos assembled behind me, watching in silence, suddenly losing their tongues. I stumped on Cent's grave and dragged my heavy boots down to Lorenzo's. With a nasty smirk, I pulled down my zipper and peed on his grave, letting the amber liquid soak into the dirty black soil. “Wish you a terrible life in hell.” I spat. The thick white foamy saliva mixed with my urine, desecreting his grave. Dangling my flaccid cock and pumping the last drop, I zipped up and turned around. Still wearing the ugly smirk, I looked at each of the older men in irritated anger. “Let this be a warning to you.” I pointed randomly. “You. You. All of you.” Their heads remained bowed. “If anyone fucking dares cross the thin line, your end will be so much worse… I'd so drag your family i

Marco's POV Beautiful. Cozy. Peaceful. My morning could be summarized in those words. And for a fact, I had never felt that much relief in ages. The steady rise and fall of Elara's chest on mine, her warm breath that stroked my hairy body, and occasional soft sighs, made me watch her like a guardian. She was nestled in my arms, and on my broad chest, covering barely half of my build. Her eyes were closed, and fine eyelashes adorned her pretty face. The sun rays filtered in through the raised blinds and settled on her face. Oops. I reached for the remote and adjusted it, and on me, Elara simply pressed her eyes shut and didn't even try to look away. My gaze narrowed and I studied her in keen silence. “You don't have to be so dramatic to trap me in bed.”A light chuckle erupted from her. Skilled player, she groaned as if she was still sleeping. “Do you still need me here?” My calloused palm lay on the small of her bare back, and I stroked upward, caressing her spine. “No mo

Elara's POV ‘DO NOT ENTER’My eyes locked with the writing on the inner door of his dark room. It was very much visible from this end. “Elara?” He called out, this time, louder, causing me to snap back to him. I turned to give him attention. My hand itched the back of my neck, face was red as if he caught me in the act. “Are you okay?” He asked and bit into his toast. “It seems I've been talking to myself.”I nodded and flashed a smile. “Could you repeat?”I knew I sounded weird, dumb even, but it was the only way to bail myself. I was lost in my head for a moment that I didn't hear anything he said earlier. He paused to study me in scrutiny, then sipped from his coffee mug. Done, he set it down and picked up the disposable napkin to clean up.“Violet's teacher.” He repeated, maybe started all over. “How far have you gone?” Whoa. First, he called her by her name, instead of; your daughter or little monster… or anything just so he wouldn't say her name. And now, he was acting

Elara's POV “I want out… This union, when does it end?” The words fell out of my mouth. J didn't bother to do any damage control or try to take them back. I was sitting in bed, naked, and next to Marco, who lay naked as well, with neither of us bothering to cover up. From my side eye, I watched his jaws clench. He went rigid following the unexpected question. Even though he tried not to react, his hardened expression bore rage, pain…, and betrayal. “I thought this meant something at least… I thought you were warming up to me.”I gulped dryly at his response. My heart was too weak to nurse the heartbreak. I couldn't dare imagine what my sudden question was doing to him. His mother's death… me!His non-sister's fall-out and death… me!And one morning, I wanted to end it all. ‘I do… you mean so much to me… you're my world…’Instead, I swallowed my words and looked away. He should never see me tear up. I didn't want him to talk me out of this. It was hard enough. “I'd leave somed

Elara's POV “What did you do to Evelyn?” My tone was cold and flat, but deadly. Marco had a confused face. One of his eyebrows was raised in question. Now, his shorts were already pulled up. “What did you fucking do to her?!” I barked when he didn't give me any response.She was like the only friend left. I wouldn't forgive myself if she was also consumed by my toxic union. “Whoa, easy.” He motioned for me to calm down. “What are you talking about?”“No,” I nodded firmly. “You won't play this dumb with me. You knew she was on Matthew's business and your hands are fucking dirty.”He shrugged an ‘okay’.“Now, she wants to talk and is scared too, like her life is threatened.” I yapped and put the phone in his face but I wasn't stable enough, so he couldn't read the text. “How am I supposed to know?” He demanded coldly. “If this is a means to leave the house, you win. You didn't have to be this dramatic.”I choked on a laugh and shook my head. “Pray to your fucking stars, Marco, tha