All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

"Stop it, Laura. Just shut the fuck up," Reid hissed, his jaw so tight the words barely escaped. "You have no idea what kind of poison you’re spewing right now. When you wake up sober, you’re going to hate yourself for this. So for once in your life, keep your mouth closed." “I know what I know, and I’m going to do it,” Laura said, her voice stubborn and thick with liquor. “If I can’t have Luciano, she won’t either.”Reid let out a heavy breath, watching her intently. He glanced around the club; everyone seemed buried in their own business, but in this city, even the walls had ears. If Laura spilled that secret in a drunken fit—if the wrong person caught even a whisper of it—it wouldn't just be a scandal. It would be a death sentence for the Italian Don. It was the kind of truth that could destroy Luciano’s entire life before the sun came up. Without another word, he gripped Laura’s elbow and hauled her up. “You’re done drinking,” he barked. “Come on. I’m taking you home.”“Let me g

Lucy sucked in a sharp breath as she felt Luca step closer. His cold fingers first brushed her nape, sending a jolt through her, before his warm lips replaced them with a lingering, wet kiss. Lucy shivered; her breathing grew labored, and her heart beat… her heart beat skyrocketed, thudding hard against her ribs.Slowly, he drifted his fingertips down the center of her back until they reached the zipper of her gown. He felt it all—the way she trembled under his touch and the way goosebumps erupted wherever he grazed her skin.He dragged the zipper down with agonizing slowness, and as the fabric parted, a low string of curses left his mouth.“Fuck, what do you use?” he hissed, his voice dropping to a jagged, hungry edge. “Your skin is so fucking soft.”Lucy’s mouth went dry as his hands began to explore. His palms drifted lower, sliding beneath the open fabric of the gown to cup her ass covered in those pale pink lace panties—his fingers sinking into the round, full curves of her. A lou

She couldn’t even finish the sentence. With one sudden, powerful thrust, Luca broke through the final barrier. The air left her lungs in a sharp cry as he buried himself to the hilt, fully sheathed in her heat.Lucy felt as though her soul had been wrenched from her body as the burning pain seared through her. His impossible thickness felt like too much to bear and her narrow opening wasn't prepared to accommodate.Hot tears escaped her squeezed-shut eyes, rolling down her cheeks.Breathing heavily above her, Luca leaned down to kiss all the tears off her eyes. He held himself perfectly still inside her, though his body was screaming to drive into her relentlessly—to ram into her tight warmth until she was thoroughly claimed.“Baby, are you okay?” he whispered against her cheek, his voice a ragged edge of concern.She opened her eyes slowly. When she looked into his, she didn't see a monster; she saw a man looking at her with pure dedication and a raw, aching affection. Seeing his wor

Luciano chuckled awkwardly as he realized the mess they had made. He grabbed a box of tissues from the pile of things thrown on the floor and gently wiped his Rosie, cleaning his essence from between her legs before cleaning himself and tucking back into his pants.“Of course. I’ll just call the manager and ask for another private room,” he said.Rosa looked visibly relieved. As he led her toward the door, she glanced back at the room one last time. Seeing the worry on her face, Luciano squeezed her hand reassuringly.“Don’t worry. I’ll pay extra to ensure this is cleaned properly,” he promised.He led her into a fresh room and handed her the menu, sitting back to watch her beautiful face as she ordered.Rosa was starving, so she immediately started eating the moment the food was served on the table. But to her surprise, for the first time ever, Luciano was actually paying attention to her. He gently wiped the corner of her mouth when she got messy and offered her a spoonful from his

Even with the armored glass protecting them, Luciano had ordered Rosa to stay as low as possible in the footwell because he didn't want the shooters to get a glimpse of her through the side windows. Now that his car was immobilized, the enemy vehicles screeched to a halt. Doors flew open, and armed men stepped out into the street, raising their weapons as they began closing the distance toward his dead sedan.Luciano flipped open the glove compartment and yanked out a second handgun to go with the one already concealed inside his jacket pocket. He tucked both weapons firmly into his waistband, wedging them tight against his belt so they wouldn't shift when he moved. But his face remained completely blank. "Stay down and lock the doors behind me," he ordered, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "No matter what you hear out there, do not come out and do not unlock this car."Before Rosa could voice a single protest, he cracked his door open, slipped out into the night, and slammed i