THE MAFIA KING'S LITTLE PET

eyed on the bed, clutching the sheets to her chest. Her face was pale, terror etched acro

ving Esmeralda down into

abbed her wrists and began tying them to the arms of the chair with the clothes strewn across the fl

barked over his shoulder, "

o and Esmeralda, clearly torn between her fear of Dieg

oming with authority, sending a fr

g the sheets to her chest. She approached with hesitant steps, he

snapped, his tone leavi

n ragged gasps as panic surged through her veins. "No, Diego

uring her to the chair as Bianca, hands trembling, helped ti

, her voice barely above a whisper. "

going to watch," he said darkly. "Since you couldn't show me the respect of

rd him, but the icy look in his eyes told her otherwise. Beside her, Bian

, shaking her head in di

to her as he faced Bianca. "Get back in the b

tching the sheet so tightly her k

ked, his patience thi

Esmeralda, her expression one of apology mixed with

nst the rough fabric. "Don't you dare! Don't you d

into a cruel smile. "This is what happ

onto her, she moved slowly, the sheet slipping from her body as she

to happen. How had her life come to this? The man she loved turned into a monster right before her eyes, and

to the chair, and Bianca, who trembled at the edge of the bed. His brow furrowed as he no

. "Like you aren't enjoying this. Did

aint whisper, "Yes, but not by your wife... not like this." Her hands gripped

break," he said, taking another step toward her. "This is happening, Bianca

ps trembling as she whispered, "

opped an octave, laced with menace.

d over. "You're a fucking bastard, Die

Bianca, who remained frozen in place. "Did y

g, and Diego's expression darkened. "Now, Bianca!"

er breath came in shallow, uneven bursts as she tried to suppress the panic welling up in

g her closer. His other hand trailed down her arm with a chilling possessiveness. "D

oat. She hated herself for the fear that dictated her every move in Diego's p

ething with venom. "You are a dead man, Diego

... promises, promises." He laughed a cold, hollow sound, and released Bianc

ss dangerous. "Let's not keep our audienc