All Chapters of CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

My mouth hung open, but Luca just smiled, like this was all some funny joke."You ain't planning on keeping the money so you can run away from Asher again, are you?" he asked, amused.I stared at him, frozen, like a deer caught in headlights. That only made him chuckle. Then, as if I had just told the funniest joke in the world, he burst into laughter.Luca laughed so hard I didn’t think I had ever seen him like this. It wasn’t just a chuckle—it was a full, uncontrollable laugh, his shoulders shaking, his head thrown back.I frowned, growing more irritated by the second."You can't be serious," he said, still laughing.I just stared at him.Then, still chuckling to himself, he turned and walked out of the diner, shaking his head as he headed toward the car.Thank God Leon was too busy with his food to pay attention. He hadn’t noticed our exchange or pretended not to.I paid the bill and followed him outside. By now, I was mad. No—fuming.I got into the car, sitting stiffly, arms cross

I stood there, staring at him, speechless.Luca turned to leave, but then he stopped. Slowly, he came back toward me, taking my hand in his. His gaze locked with mine, softer than I had ever seen it."I always liked you, Ari. I am so sorry about what happened to you. I know the next few days won’t be easy. I know Asher will push you, but…" He exhaled. "I think he still has feelings for you, even if he won’t admit it."I pulled my hand away and scoffed. "Yeah, I can see how much he loves me."Luca shook his head as if there was more he wanted to say but decided against it. Before he turned to leave, he added one last thing."I haven’t turned the cameras on yet. But as soon as I walk out that door, I will. So take care of yourself, Ari."I nodded, though I wasn’t sure if I was agreeing or simply acknowledging what he said.I felt my throat tighten, my vision blurring. I swallowed the lump forming, forcing the tears back.As Luca stepped toward the door, he paused one last time. "Take ca

I was eager to feel him inside me. I wanted him to fill me. I wanted him everywhere. I especially wanted him somewhere that was calling out to him. Somewhere that needed him more than anything right now. I wanted him to fuck me. My hands went towards him as I started touching his chest, the firm muscle beneath my fingertips a stark contrast to my own trembling flesh. Planning to make my way towards his defined abs and go down there towards his member to touch him, to ignite the fire that was already burning within me. But just as my hands went towards him, he immediately caught my hands, his grip like steel, and put them in a grip on one of his hands. A little too rough for my liking, the sudden constraint sending a jolt of unease through me. Then he stopped what he was doing, the whirlwind of passion abruptly ceasing. The two of us were now breathing heavily, the air thick with unspoken desires and a tension that crackled between us. He looked into my eyes, his gaze piercing, and

I’m just so tired today. So I decided to put Leon to bed early. I don’t know why I’m so tired. Maybe it’s because I had been waiting till very late at night, thinking that Asher was just gonna show up. Which is very stupid, considering we all know that he hasn’t shown up. I have just been prolonging my suffering. I’ve also been nervous, and on edge, thinking about what Asher's thinking, and how he’ll show up, so it hasn’t helped. I look so tired. I have dark circles under my eyes. Makeup may have helped, but now I’m just too tired to dress up. I’m too tired to do anything. I’m just gonna take this night to sleep. And if Asher wants to show up, then he can damn well show up. But today I’m tired, and I’m not going to entertain his mind games. I’m not going to let him keep playing me. I take a quick shower and immediately put on a t-shirt and just go to bed. And the moment my head hits the pillow, as I start getting comfortable, I hear the door open. It doesn’t just open. There is a