Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE MAFIA QUEEN: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

He closed our hotel room door behind us. I turned to face him and crossed my arms over my chest, narrowing my eyes at him."Don't fucking start," he groaned out."What the hell was that?," I asked. "Were you planning on beating some guy up in the middle of the beach?""Could've," he mumbled. "That would've taught him to keep his eyes to himself.""So you're saying I should've beaten that girl up then?""What girl?," he asked, confused."The one that was practically drooling over you in the fucking store," I snapped, getting heated up. "Don't act like you didn't fucking see her.""I didn't.""I'm sure you didn't. You were lapping it all up.You might as well have just jumped her pants right there; I'm sure she'd have no objections.""The only pants I'm planning on getting into are yours." I let out a scoff. "You might as well have just flashed those guys. I'm sure they would ve loved that.""Fuck you!," I hissed out. He was acting like a fucking child. "I might go find them. I'm sure t

"Seb!," I called out as I grabbed my suitcases.He was already halfway down the hallway with his bags. I did a quick glance at the room, trying to make sure we have everything."Hurry up!," he called out, not even looking back. I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, a loud ringing noise filed the silence in the room. I followed the sound until I saw a phone in the bathroom.I checked my pockets. It wasn't mine. I glanced at the lock screen to see a picture of Seb and I.It was cute. I changed it last night from his boring black background.Isabella called. His best friend Isabella? Doesn't she already know that we're coming back?The phone chimed signalling that he had a text message. I didn't need to unlock the phone for the full message to just pop up.I'm so sorry about what happened that night.It won't happen against but just please can you call me back? -IsabellaWhat happened that night? What night is she talking about? Weren't they fine before we left?I held his phone tightly in my han

"We're talking now," he demanded as he pushed me into my room and closed the door behind him, wanting privacy."Talk then," I shrugged, acting like my heart wasn't breaking into two."I love you," he began. "I can't lose you.""So tell me the truth." He's making it out like he's cheated or something bad has happened between the two of them."The truth?" I nodded my head.Isn't that what I just asked for?"Remember that night we had a business meeting to go to but you weren't feeling good so Isabella filled in?" I nodded my head, already not liking where this was going. "When we got into the limo on the way back, she kissed me. I pushed her off straight away but she kept on going for more. I thought she was drunk because of the way she was knocking back the wine but I realised that she wasn't when she remembered everything that happened the next day.""Kept going for more how?," I asked, wanting all the details. He shifted uncomfortably, clearly not liking the situation. If he doesn'

"When did you begin to run this mafia?," I asked him. "Like how old were you?""I think I was 16," he began. "Fuck knows, so much shit has happened since. I lost track of fucking time.""16's pretty young. At 16, I was trying to figure out how to straighten my hair without it getting frizzy from the top and you were looking after a whole fucking mafia."He shrugged his shoulders. "Dad’s a deadbeat.Mom couldn't handle it. Brother died. Sister got knocked up. I was the only one who wasn't fucked up."He paused for a minute. "That was the past. But now, fuck," he let out a dry chuckle. "I'm more fucked up than all of them combined."My face fell at that. "No, you're not. You've had a hard life and look you came out stronger because of it.""I had to." He turned away from me. His shirtless body tensed as he gripped the dresser.He glared at the reflection he saw in the mirror."Do you know what would've happened if I didn't? If I didn't become a fucking killing machine?" I stayed silen

With our lips still devouring each other, Seb moved his hands to the back of my bare thighs easily lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist before he started walking. He leaned over and rested me on the bed before breaking the kiss. I shuffled up the bed towards the pillows before he got on top of me.Seeing how hard he was, my hand reached up to grip him, stroking it. He let out a groan against my neck as he sucked on my skin, leaving hickeys. Fighting within himself, he moved my hand from him, not wanting to come just yet.He rolled over and leaned against the headboard, pulling me in between his legs with his hardness pressing against my back. Using both hands, he spread my legs. His hands trailed up my thigh slowly, teasing me as he took his time getting to the place I wanted him to touch me the most. A fire sparked within me.When he finally touches me there, I almost shatter. His head rests in the crook of my neck, peering down at my body as his fingers get to work cir