All Chapters of I'm In Love With A Criminal: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"I didn't expect the car to explode.""Valentine was definitely in there. We followed him immediately after he got in and attacked. They say three charred bodies were found inside, so he must have been there.""It's actually a good thing. He somehow survived that shower of bullets at the age of five. Now that the car has exploded, any possibility of him surviving has completely disappeared."Everyone offered optimistic words. But on all their faces remained a lingering uneasiness they couldn't completely erase."Anyway, it won't be long before the old Luciano man breathes his last after hearing the news that his only remaining grandson has died. With Valentine, who was officially announced as the successor, dead, there will be great chaos within Luciano."Tony Rico said as if pushing away his anxiety. Giovanni Belmonte, who had been listening silently while lost in thought, spoke to Fredo Codiseri."What about Eugene?""He's safe. No one except the executives present here knows the yo

The news broadcast special reports about the New York mafia all day long. Some channels even scheduled documentaries about Italian mafia in the United States. But the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the FBI, was nowhere to be seen in any of them.The FBI, which maintained the most up-to-date genealogy of Italian mafia in the United States and was proactive enough to photograph people entering and leaving the Council meetings. It was strange that they were not actively intervening in this situation—in fact, they were quiet as mice.Eugene recalled FBI New York branch chief Walter Olson, whom he had met recently. Olson, who had been targeting the Lucianos, was undoubtedly keeping a close eye on this situation. With Valentine dead, his most appetizing prey now would be Don Luciano, Mateo, and Alberto. Among them, he would likely target Don Luciano or Alberto first, setting aside the challenging lawyer Mateo for later. Though they were normally extremely cautious, they would inevitably d

Electricity shot down Eugene's spine each time their tongues intertwined. With every caress of that soft flesh and mucous membrane, his body and mind seemed to melt away. The pounding of his heart like a drum, their mingled breaths in the air, and the wet sounds of saliva entangling filled his ears. He felt dizzy, as if he'd downed an entire bottle of vodka in one go.Before he knew it, they were overlapping on the bed. The weight of Valentine's body on top of him was suffocatingly heavy, yet even that weight was now a stimulant that made his body throb.His clothes, torn and ripped, hung precariously from his arms, partially covering his bare skin. Valentine's firm hand touched his swollen lower region. Mmh. Eugene let out a small moan and scratched the shoulder he'd been gripping. When he opened his eyes, those piercing blue eyes filled his vision completely. Those eyes, confirming Eugene's excitement, were unusually filled with desire. Eugene also reached for Valentine's groin. It

'Should I really kill him?'Eugene thought as he looked at Valentine, who appeared more dazzlingly beautiful than he had ever seen him before. He was at least 60 percent serious."Coffee?"Valentine asked as he approached, moving away from the doorway. Only then did Eugene notice the cup in his hand. At the same time, the strong scent of coffee stimulated his senses. His mouth filled with saliva. Valentine snorted softly and helped Eugene sit up, leaning him against the headboard.His arm felt impossibly heavy as he tried to lift it to take the coffee cup. His hand trembled uncontrollably. Valentine embraced Eugene from behind, letting him rest his back against his chest, and brought the coffee cup to his lips. The hot, strong coffee tasted excellent. Eugene took a few sips of the scalding coffee and exhaled with satisfaction. Valentine took advantage of this moment to nibble on Eugene's earlobe, ear, and nape.Perhaps thanks to the caffeine, some strength returned to his body. Despit

"Stop. Ayúdame. Por favor. Help me, please..."The Hispanic man muttered, alternating between English and Spanish. But knowing that pleading was useless, his voice lacked strength.Tattoos covered the exposed skin of the Hispanic man's neck, arms, and fingers, and even with his eyes covered, his seated posture revealed his gang affiliation. The man was probably a serious criminal. But that didn't prevent compassion for a human pleading in terror, nor did it reduce disgust toward those who tied up and lynched people. Though Eugene had thought he was already accustomed to violence and death, he wasn't. He struggled to maintain an expressionless face at the scene before him."I told you to catch him, not damage him this much."Leo clicked his tongue."His head and mouth are intact, so don't worry."The man named Kevin shrugged and retorted.Kevin, who appeared to hold significant status among the black men, stood behind the Hispanic man as if claiming ownership of him. His eyes surveyed