Semua Bab Debt to the Mafia Boss : Bab 1 - Bab 4

Karina“WOULD YOU PREFER TO BE BENT OVER MY DESK?”For what seems like an eternity, I am silent.“W... what...?” I choke out.Raoul takes a look away from his computer to study me behind the lens of his glasses. His blue eyes are arctic with distaste as they take in the high neckline of the dress I have on.“Or would you prefer to fuck while standing?” He says coldly, his handsome face blank. I wonder if he's being serious or if he’s trying to scare me off.I hold on to the lapels of my coat, blood rushing to my face. I tell to think of how lucky I was a week ago when I had been blissfully unaware that my dad had screwed us all over.(One week earlier)I watch the coffin being lowered into the ground, willing myself not to break down. Mum is already a sobbing wreck and that’s not doing us any good. I look around. There’s a very small crowd of people who came to mourn my dad. Me, Mum, and Raine have made a pointed effort not to speak to me today.Dad had died as dramatically as he had

RaoulWhen Karina walked in, I could tell what drew Luca to her in the first place. Her thick blonde hair is tied at the nape of her neck, drawing attention to her face. She is bare-faced tonight, unlike she had been on that night four years ago. Those blue Disney princess eyes are wiped clean of makeup, framed by thick, dark lashes.She seems taut like she could snap any time soon. I almost feel sorry for her. Almost.She is wearing a black trench coat which is not knotted, revealing a high-necked black dress. Almost like she is here for a funeral. Her funeral. She hadn’t dressed so conservatively four years ago. Her supermodel figure had been on full display, the low-cut gown exposing more of her full breasts than it concealed.She had walked into my Vegas casino with her father, all killer legs and lipstick and big hair. Luca—or the twenty million dollar estate in Santorini—hadn’t stood a chance. It had been horrible. Luca almost went bankrupt. His father had threatened to disinher