Spoil Me, My Mafia Lord

asn't new to her, as it was common for lovers, and she and Sebastian often kissed, Fynn's kiss was unlike anything she'd felt her ex-boy

h. Even though she and Sebastian had been together for a long time, she had never experienc

he whispered, he

th pain. The love she had poured into Sebastian was now turning into agony. When she met him, Sebastian had brought color to her life, a life previously filled with

ed, her face streaked with tears. She was startled to see Fynn but couldn't stop herself from crying. S

d why she was still crying over that worthless Sebastian, who would have sold her for money. He clenched his fist in secret bu

awake but hadn't expected to find her in tears. As Fynn sat down in front of her, the soft bed swayed, causing Isabelle

touch and soft words surprised her. She couldn't understand why he was being so

wiped her own tears. She also noticed that the man's usually cold voice had changed-there was a hint o

wearing pajamas, Fynn's heart couldn't help but race. In his mind, no matter what I

s wet hair, the black robe slightly open, revealing his well-defined chest, sent a wave of heat through her bod

ht her chin. He stared at her every reaction, seem

want to bring up the promise Isabelle had given him, he couldn't think of another way to ease her grief. He didn't want to force her or use the deal

ut her chest was filled with anxiety. She knew in her heart what Fynn wanted. Even though she and Sebastian

ips, added to her attraction in his eyes. A playful smirk touched Fynn's lips. Though he on

he headboard, using his a

le, "Would you give me a child?

avy in the air. Isab

f. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, her heart pounding with confusion. She hadn't expect

wer, that she would give even her soul, a wave of shame washed over her. She had been so desperate, so terrified, that

mind, but one thing was clear, it couldn't be wrong to give herself to the man who

to surrender. The realization sent a thrill through him, a mix of anticipation and desire. Isabelle's

of the kiss, leading her into a deepening embrace. Their kiss deepened, Isabelle struggling for breath, but Fynn held her c

. They were both breathless, but he couldn't seem to pull away

startled that he knew her name, but she obeyed without question. As she parted her lips, Fynn's mouth

e gasped softly as his warm touch grazed her skin. She was overwhelmed, this was the first time she had exp

withdrew his hand from her dress. He gave her space, and instead

ough with emotion. "I want you more than w

e freely, with clarity. She couldn't help but soften towards him. Even though she knew Fynn was capable of cruelty, she was learning to s