All Chapters of Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

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Chapter 222: Jealousy Has a Trigger

Gianna's POVA shiver ran through me, a mix of both fear and arousal."I get it. No more jokes about other guys.”"Good girl." He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear.I couldn't help it. I chuckled, the sound slightly breathless from the way he was holding me."You still think all of this is funny?""A little," I admitted, my smirk widening. "You're super jealous. Even after last night. Even after you literally shot Mateo for me."My amusement faded slightly as reality crashed back in. The gunshot and blood. Dante’s cold fury as he defended my honor without hesitation, even if it meant blowing the deal with Roberto and ruining his chance of finally capturing my father. It was surreal and also terrifying.I shifted in his arms. "Speaking of which, that was adorable in a completely insane, caveman kind of way. But Dante, you can't just shoot people because they say things that piss you off, even if it's about me."I reached up to cup his jaw, holding his gaze. "You need to con

Chapter 223: Your Pleasure Is My Priority

Gianna's POVHeat crept up my neck. Talking about it in detail felt different than experiencing it, more vulnerable and exposed."Dante... I..."My voice came out smaller than I intended."Don't get shy on me now," he murmured, his fingers pressing more firmly against me, making my hips buck involuntarily. "I need to know. I need to hear it, so I can do it much better next time.""You made me feel..." I swallowed hard, my voice dropping to barely a whisper. "Worshipped. Like my pleasure was the only thing that mattered to you in that moment."His fingers stilled for just a second before resuming their torturous rhythm with more purpose."It was," his voice rough with desire. "Your pleasure is always my priority. Always.""And when you..." My breath hitched as his fingers found my clit through the fabric, circling it with perfect pressure. "When you talked to me during... when you told me how good I felt, how tight I was, how perfect...""You liked that," he said, and it wasn't a quest

Chapter 224: At the Mercy of His Wife

Anna's POVThe bathroom was massive, all gleaming marble expensive flooring and fixtures. The sunken tub could easily fit four people. Dante set me down gently on the edge while he turned on the water, testing the temperature with his hand."Not too hot," he murmured, adjusting the taps with careful precision. "Don't want to irritate anything."I watched him move around the bathroom with confident efficiency, adding expensive bath salts that smelled like lavender and vanilla.Adjusting the water temperature repeatedly. Laying out fluffy white towels.This version of Dante, attentive and caring, focused entirely on my comfort, made my heart ache in the best way."What are you thinking about?" he asked, catching me staring."You," I admitted. "How you can be so many different things. Last night you were demanding, possessive, rough in the best way. And now..."I gestured at the bath. "Now you're being so gentle. So caring. It's kind of fascinating.""I'm whatever you need me to be," he

Chapter 225: You’re Going to Regret This

Gianna's POVDante's eyes snapped open, pinning me with a look so intense, so heated, I almost forgot to breathe. "Keep talking like that and I'll forget all about you being sore.""Promises, promises." I pumped him faster, my other hand moving to cup his balls, rolling them gently in my palm. They were heavy and tight. "Besides, you made me wait last night, remember? Made me beg and plead and sob for release.""Gianna…" His voice was strained, his hips starting to move, thrusting up into my hand."You edged me over and over," I continued, my voice dropping to a sultry purr. "Brought me right to the brink and then pulled back. Made me so desperate I would have done anything, said anything, just to come.""If you don't stop…""What?" I leaned closer, my breath hot against his ear. My breasts brushed against his arm. "What will you do? Punish me? Make me beg?" I nipped at his earlobe. "I seem to remember enjoying that last night."His hand shot out, tangling in my wet hair and yanking m

Chapter 226: Lunch with the DeLucas

Anna's POVAn hour later, we were finally dressed. I wore a soft cream dress, and Dante had chosen dark slacks and a fitted black shirt that hugged his muscled frame perfectly.My hair was still damp, curling wildly around my shoulders, but I had given up trying to tame it."Hungry?" Dante asked, his hand finding the small of my back as we headed toward the door."Starving," I admitted. "I think we burned about a million calories last night."He smirked. "At least. Come on, let's feed you before you fade away."We made our way downstairs, his hand never leaving me.My legs still felt shaky, my body deliciously sore in places I had never been sore before.Dante kept his hand on the small of my back, guiding me with that protective touch I was growing addicted to.As we entered the dining room, Vera looked up from where she sat at the table, a knowing smile already playing on her lips."Well, well," she exclaimed, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "We thought you both wouldn't come dow

Chapter 227: Where Does She Stand?

Dante's POV After lunch, I excused myself from the living area, catching Cesare's meaningful glance. I already knew what he wanted to discuss. I found Gianna and Vera deep in conversation, laughing about something I had missed. The sight stirred an unexpected warmth in my chest. "Gianna, pretty doll," I said, brushing my hand across her shoulder. "I need to speak with my uncle for a moment." She looked up at me, those beautiful eyes searching mine. "Of course." I could see the hint of uncertainty there, the slight tension in her shoulders. She knew what this conversation would be about. I followed my uncle into his study, the heavy door shutting behind us. Cesare moved to the bar cart without a word, pouring two fingers of whiskey into crystal glasses. He handed me one, then settled into the chair behind his desk with a low chuckle. "Never thought I would see the day." He shook his head as he took a sip of his drink. "Dante DeLuca turned into a lovesick puppy. So soon, too."

Chapter 228: Foolish In Love

Dante's POV"He would not get the chance," I countered firmly. "But even if he did, it would not matter. Gianna chose us over Lorenzo the moment she married me. She understands what that means."Cesare studied me for another long moment. "You are absolutely certain? Because if you are wrong, if she betrays us to Lorenzo, it will not just be your life at stake. It will be all of Arielle and everyone who works for you."The mention of my daughter's name made my chest tighten. I would never knowingly put Arielle at risk. Never. She was everything to me, my light, my reason for continuing when the darkness threatened to swallow me whole.But Gianna...I thought about the way she had looked at me when she declared how much she loved me, the fire burning in her eyes as she promised me her loyalty. Maybe it was foolish. Maybe it was a reckless decision. But with every part of me, I believed her.Lorenzo could manipulate all he wanted. He could play on blood, on guilt, on fear. But what he co

Chapter 229: Exposing My Vulnerability

Gianna's POVLater that evening, Dante and I were back in our room, standing on the balcony. The sun was beginning to set, casting everything in shades of gold and amber.He stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist, and I relaxed against his chest, looking out over the beautiful estate and the trees beyond.It was peaceful and perfect.But my mind would not stop racing."So," I began casually, trying to keep my tone light. "What did you and your uncle talk about?"I felt Dante stiffen slightly behind me, though his arms did not loosen their hold."I guessed it was about me," I continued when he did not immediately answer. "He does not trust me, does he?"Dante sighed, his breath warm against my hair. "He can be difficult.""I understand," I replied, and I meant it. "He is looking out for you. I do not blame him for being cautious.""Gianna..."I turned in his arms so I could look up at him. "It is okay, Dante. Really. I get it."But Dante's expression was serious. He cupped m

Chapter 230: Ready To Risk It All

Gianna's POV Dante carried me back into the room. He laid me down on the bed with surprising gentleness, his eyes never leaving mine. "I'm going to make you forget your own name," he rasped, his voice rough with promise. The intensity in his gaze made my breath hitch. It was hungry and possessive. "That's a bold claim." "Is it?" He smirked, that devastatingly wicked smile that made my stomach flip. "We'll see if you're still talking back in ten minutes, pretty doll." "Ten minutes?" I raised an eyebrow, trying to maintain some composure even as heat flooded through me. "Someone's confident." "Five, then," he growled, climbing onto the bed and caging me beneath him. "Since you want to be a smartass." Before I could respond, his mouth was on mine, swallowing whatever witty comeback I had been preparing. The kiss was consuming, his tongue sweeping against mine with devastating thoroughness. His teeth caught my lower lip, tugging gently before soothing it with his tongue. I melt

Chapter 231: Last chance to change your mind

Gianna's POV Dante settled between my thighs, his weight supported on his forearms. Instead of pushing inside, he gripped himself at the base, dragging the thick head through my folds. I gasped at the sensation, my hips jerking upward. "Patience," he murmured, repeating the motion. The blunt tip grazed my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me, then slid lower to circle my entrance. "Let me get you ready." "I am ready," I protested, but my voice came out breathy and desperate. "Not quite," he said, gathering the wetness pooled at my entrance and using it to coat his length. He stroked himself slowly, spreading my arousal along every inch. "You're still swollen from last night. I need to make sure you can take me." The sight of him touching himself, slick against my core, made more wetness seep out of me. He continued the torturous glide, the head parting my folds, teasing my entrance before sliding up to bump against my sensitive clit. "Dante," I whimpered. "Please..." "

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