His Ensnared Innocence のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • There's a meeting in my bed~ 𐙚 The conference hall of the Romano estate was a battlefield dressed in elegance since the early morning. After a lavish breakfast awfully early in the morning the men shifted to the meeting hall. A long, polished mahogany table was spread across the hall - around it sat all the highest-ranking men of the underground world, powerful figures and members of the board from the Romanos Empire - all of the men who didn't blink before signing death sentences, who built their fortunes on blood and loyalty. The cartel meeting was somewhat of a battle wrapped in formal words which stretched from morning till evening. The dim glow of the chandelier overhead barely softened the tension that thickened the air due to the dispute regarding the biggest shipment deal after having a day of successful discussion about other important matters. Lorenzo Romano sat at the far end, leaning back in his chair, fingers clasped together in

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • You are my home, my home for all seasons~ 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 "Can you keep doing that wife thing for me, baby?" He gently asked against her lips. Mili shot her dazed eyes at the man over her even though she was struggling to focus. This was hardly the time for such a question, especially when he was still inside her; she was stuffed with his hard girth, and he was stretching her to her limits. "Say yes, or I won't let you finish," A mischievous smile adorned his handsome face as he purposefully slowed his pace, raking her entire body with bitter impatience and drawing a frustrated whimper from her. At this point, she'd agree to anything, whether it was making him coffee or signing away her soul. "Sí," Mili moaned. A strange kind of happiness spread across his heart; who knew after achieving so much in life, a simple cup of coffee from his wife would feel like the greatest achievement of all time? Though the taste - if the people of Ethiopia knew

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ZURICH • • • • • • The heat wrapped around Mili like a heavy blanket, her body aching from exhaustion. She stirred against the thick comforter, her limbs sluggish, her throat dry. The lingering soreness between her legs sent a flush creeping up her skin reminding her of the time before she slept. Though she had doted on teasing him, the girl had paid for every snowball she had thrown at him. During the last moment in the snow, he had whispered in her ear in a low and dangerous tone that he would make her apologize in a way she would never forget. And he had. Mili's breath shuddered as she sat up. The room.. in fact, the whole villa was warm because of the centralised heating system. Her gaze darted around the lavish bedroom. But then she realized that she was alone. The room was too quiet and she even had no idea about what time it was. Her stomach twisted a little. Where was Daniel? Why did he leave her uninformed in an unknown place?

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Mili took a small step backwards, her face heated at his demand. She now came to understand all too well what he meant by his wicked words. Daniel waited for a while. His silence was deafening, his gaze burning into her. Involuntarily, her gaze flickered to his lips; the tempting lips that always paint a ton of naughty things on her body. "Go on, bunny," he commanded with a slow whisper. Mili could find her lips parting before she bit on them as his presence was overwhelming, but he was too tall ...just out of reach for her at that moment. She tried to push herself onto her toes, stretching toward him, but he didn't bend. Didn't give in this time. Amusement darkened in his hypnotizing icy blue eyes. "Not enough effort." His hand left her wrist and gripped her chin lightly, tilting her face up. "Go put on your heels. Then try again." Her newly found boldness frayed because of his mischief, but she turned without a word, taking the challenge, a

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •It had always struck Mili unusual - the way Jovanno acts around here. He was barely involved in the family's organisation and business stuff, and his father made him carry a tracker. Everything around Jovanno had always been weird but Mili never put any thoughts to it. She had only seen him as a close friend to Tulip. His lips pressed together for a moment before he admitted in a tone that was barely above a whisper, "Because I'm not interested in women, Miliani. I.." ".. Jessica's bullying doesn't really affect me though," he tried to let out a gentle smile, "Who cares! She's married now. She's gonna go away in a day or two." The words lingered in the air between them, heavy yet freeing. Mili blinked, taking in the vulnerability in his eyes and the fear of judgment. She noticed how he chose to convey it in an indirect way and, soon, mask it with a self-assuring claim. It was just the weight of the years he had spent hiding in a family that woul