All Chapters of THE MAFIA KING'S SECRET HEIR : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Do you trust him?

KAMARAH'S POV The late afternoon sun painted Mrs. Delgado’s small apartment in soft orange light. I stood at her door with a box of fresh pastries and a heavy heart, my hands trembling slightly as I knocked.She opened the door with her usual warm smile, but her sharp eyes immediately caught the tension in my face.“Come in, mija. You look like you’re carrying stones in your pockets.”We settled in her cozy kitchen. While she boiled water for tea, I helped arrange the pastries on a plate — guava pastries and sweet bread. The familiar rhythm of small tasks with her always calmed me, even when my mind was racing.We sat at her old wooden table, steam rising from our cups. Nevan was napping in the next room, giving us this rare quiet moment.“I need to ask you for a big favor,” I started, wrapping my hands around the warm mug. “I… I have to go on a trip. For ten days. With someone.”Mrs. Delgado raised an eyebrow but didn’t interrupt. She simply waited, stirring honey into her tea with

I won't force you

KAMARAH'S POV The drive back to the penthouse felt longer than usual. My heart was still heavy from leaving Nevan, the paper heart he gave me burning a hole in my pocket. I kept touching it, tracing the wobbly crayon lines like a lifeline.When I stepped out of the elevator into the penthouse, it was quiet. Too quiet. Only two of Zephyr’s guards stood near the entrance, nodding respectfully as I passed. No sign of him.“Mr. Kane isn’t back yet, ma’am,” one of them said politely. “He asked us to make sure you were comfortable.”I nodded and forced a small smile. “Thank you.”The emptiness hit me harder than I expected. After days of him being gone, I’d gotten used to missing him. But now that I had made my decision about the trip, the silence felt different. Anticipatory.I kicked off my shoes and headed to the kitchen. If he was coming home soon, I wanted to do something for him. Something normal. Something that said I’m thinking of you too.I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. I

You're killing me Siren

KAMARAH'S POV The private jet touched down on a small airstrip surrounded by turquoise water. I pressed my face closer to the window, unable to believe what I was seeing. Crystal-clear lagoons stretched endlessly, dotted with overwater villas on stilts. Palm trees swayed in the gentle breeze like they were welcoming us.Zephyr’s hand never left mine during the entire flight. Now, as we stepped off the plane into the warm island air, he pulled me close, lips brushing my temple.“Welcome to paradise, siren,” he murmured, voice low and satisfied. “Ten days. Just us.”A sleek speedboat waited at the dock to take us to our private villa. The ride across the lagoon was breathtaking — dolphins swam alongside us for a short stretch, and the water was so clear I could see colorful fish darting below. Zephyr kept his arm around my waist the whole time, his thumb stroking my side like he couldn’t stop touching me.When we arrived at the villa, I actually gasped.It was stunning. A luxurious o

You have no idea

KAMARAH'S POV Morning light poured across the deck like liquid gold. I woke up to the sound of gentle waves and the smell of fresh coffee. Zephyr was already awake, lounging against the headboard with a tray of breakfast waiting on the bed between us. His hair was tousled, eyes soft in a way that made my heart do dangerous things.“Morning, siren,” he said, voice still husky from sleep. He leaned over and kissed me slowly, like he had all the time in the world. “I thought we could eat out here today.”We moved to the private deck overlooking the endless turquoise lagoon. The staff had set up a beautiful spread — tropical fruits, fresh pastries, yogurt with honey, and perfectly brewed coffee. Zephyr pulled me onto his lap instead of letting me sit across from him, his arms wrapped loosely around my waist.I picked up a piece of mango and brought it to his lips. “Your turn first.”His eyes darkened with pleasure as he took the bite, lips brushing my fingers. “Dangerous game you’re pl

I'll wait

KAMARAH'S POV Morning arrived soft and golden, sunlight spilling across our bodies like warm honey. I woke up to Zephyr’s mouth on my neck, his hands already exploring — slow, deliberate, and full of hunger he was barely holding back.“Good morning,” he rasped against my skin, voice thick with sleep and want.I sighed as his fingers traced down my side, slipping under the thin silk slip I’d worn to bed. His touch was possessive but patient, cupping my breast, thumb brushing over my nipple until I arched into him with a soft moan. He kissed me deeply, tongue stroking mine as one thigh slid between my legs, pressing just enough to make me whimper.“Zephyr…” I breathed, rocking against him instinctively.He groaned, hand sliding lower, teasing the edge of my panties. “You’re so wet already,” he murmured, voice dark. “I could spend all day tasting you.”His fingers slipped inside, stroking me with perfect pressure while his mouth claimed mine again. The pleasure built fast and intense

I want you

KAMARAH'S POV Morning light filtered through the sheer curtains like a soft caress. I woke up to Zephyr’s mouth on my neck, slow and deliberate, his hand sliding under the silk slip I’d worn to bed. His fingers traced lazy circles on my inner thigh, teasing higher with every pass.“Morning, siren,” he murmured against my skin, voice still rough from sleep.I sighed as his fingers slipped between my legs, stroking me with perfect, unhurried pressure. He kissed down my collarbone, taking one nipple into his mouth while his fingers worked me closer to the edge. My hips rocked against his hand, soft moans escaping me as pleasure built fast and sweet.Just as I was trembling on the brink, he slowed down, pressing gentle kisses to my stomach.“Not yet,” he whispered, looking up at me with dark, hungry eyes. “I want you desperate when you finally ask me to take all of you.”I whined in protest, pulling him up for a deep kiss. He chuckled against my mouth, but the sound was strained, like h

Are you sure?

Chapter 24KAMARAH'S POV The door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly the world narrowed to just Zephyr and me.He didn’t rush. He stood there for a long moment, eyes locked on mine, breathing steady but deep. Then he crossed the space between us and cupped my face with both hands, kissing me like I was something sacred. Slow. Reverent. Full of five years of waiting.“Are you sure?” he whispered against my lips. “Really sure, siren?”“Yes,” I breathed, fingers curling into his shirt. “I want you. All of you.”He let out a shaky exhale, like my words had undone something deep inside him. His hands slid down my body, unzipping the emerald dress with careful fingers until it pooled at my feet. He stepped back, eyes devouring every inch of me in the soft lamplight.“Fuck… look at you,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “So beautiful it hurts.”He lifted me gently and laid me on the massive bed, following me down. His mouth worshipped every curve — kissing down my neck, across my collarbone,

Let me feel you

KAMARAH'S POV Morning came too quickly, wrapped in the warmth of Zephyr’s body and the sound of waves. I woke to him already on the phone, standing on the deck in nothing but black swim trunks, his voice low and sharp.“I don’t give a fuck what it costs,” he said coldly. “Make sure that shipment doesn’t leave the dock. If they think they can test me while I’m gone, remind them who owns this fucking city.” He ended the call with a sharp tap and ran a hand through his hair, shoulders tense. When he turned and saw me watching from the bed, his expression softened instantly.“Sorry, siren,” he murmured, walking back inside. “Some things can’t wait even here.”He spent the next two hours on the terrace handling business remotely — voice low, jaw tight, switching between English and Italian. I gave him space, slipping out to the balcony with my phone. My hands shook as I called Mrs. Delgado.“How is he?” I asked the second she picked up.“He had a small episode last night,” she said gen

I need you again baby

KAMARAH'S POV Morning arrived wrapped in soft golden light and the steady rhythm of Zephyr’s heartbeat against my back. I woke slowly, feeling his lips press gentle kisses along my bare shoulder, each one lingering like he was savoring the taste of my skin. His hand rested possessively on my stomach, fingers tracing light patterns that sent warm shivers through me.“Good morning, siren,” he whispered, voice still rough with sleep. He turned me gently onto my back and hovered above me, eyes dark with fresh hunger. “I need you again.”This time, there was no rush. He kissed me deeply, slowly, like he had all the time in the world to worship me. His mouth moved down my body with reverence — sucking softly on my nipples until I arched and moaned his name, then lower, spreading my thighs wide. When his tongue found my core, I gasped, fingers threading through his hair.“Zephyr… oh god…” My voice broke into a needy whimper as he licked me with long, deliberate strokes, savoring every tas

I've got you baby

KAMARAH'S POV The morning sun felt warm on my skin as Zephyr and I stood at the edge of the calm lagoon. Two stand-up paddleboards waited on the sand, bright and steady. I’d never done this before, but Zephyr looked completely at ease, already balancing on his board like he was born on the water.“Easy, siren,” he said, stepping behind me on my board to steady my hips. “Bend your knees a little. Let the paddle do the work.”I wobbled at first, laughing as the board rocked beneath me. Zephyr’s hands stayed firm on my waist, protective and warm. Every time I nearly tipped over, he caught me, pulling me back against his chest with a low chuckle.“You’re enjoying this too much,” I accused, glancing back at him.His grin was rare and boyish. “I like holding you when you’re unsteady. Makes me feel useful.”We paddled out together across the glassy water. The lagoon was peaceful, surrounded by lush greenery. Small fish darted beneath our boards, and the occasional turtle popped its head u

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