Mated To A Mafia Boss
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he woman beneath me. Her trembling hands clutching the sheets was nothing more than an object to fuel my desire. Every thrust, eve
pleaded, her voice b
are of what she was getting herself into. The others already knew me well enough to underst
anking her head back forcefully
elated. Her faint cry filled the room further, but ju
den stood in the doorway, his sharp gaz
think you're doing?" I gro
exhaled in relief. Quickly, she scrambled to gather her clothes, av
ing on my trousers. My tone was deceptively calm, though my jaw tig
ovements measured. "You were
I shot back, my glare was sharp enough
low and steady. "She wasn't going
irt buttons. "Don't lecture me about survival, Ja
frustration in his posture. He hated me fo
ice quiet, but there was somet
bbing my watch from the bedside
l business. "We've located him. He's hid
d on my lips. "No one makes an atte
purposeful. "We will leave in ten m
and left witho
walked in, and the room seemed to freeze. Heads turned, conversations quiete
ed Jayden, his voic
track of him. He must've sl
u're getting sloppy, Jayden. You've
to the others. His men immediately dispersed,
ushed cheeks, tousled hair. She wasn't anything special, but there was someth
with drunkenness. "Are you even huma
psed against my shoulder. I fro
hing in me softened-just for
s still there, her presence lingering in the air. She wasn't the type I usually went for. Hell, I barely even cared about anyon
ing the moment. "We fou
then halting. I turned back sharply. "Bring
off guard. "Huhh! Jasper, you
t shrug. "I'm not fucking her. She's drunk
ou care about others?" But he kept his mouth shut. I didn't give a dam
with tension. Felix, strapped to a metal chair, thrashed violen
try to murder me, Felix?" I groaned, stepping closer to him. Feli
y response was a shaky, d
se will save you." My hand shot out, gripping Felix's neck, and be
ng as Felix's eyes twitched, the desperation evident. I pulled him back out only for the cycle
sick smirk on my face. I could almost feel Felix's weak p
onto the table. With a swift, vicious motion, the knife bit
pain, his voice breaking. "Please. It.
ty. "Who's the person? I leaned in close, my v
Blake. I hear the oth
d, my hand trembling as th
fat
uldn'
es twist. My mind was racing, trying
en said, his v
tching. "It's him. If any Mr. Blake wo
d?" Jayden asked, his vo
, my thoughts spinning. "The
n the room fe
alked out, my
mother from my drawer, her face staring back at me like she was just right there. The woman had died because of me-after two prison stints,
hing about repaying me. I blinked in surprise, my brows furrowing. Pay me back? I never said anyth
, watching her flee. I couldn't understand why her pre
on her," I muttered to Jayde
yden entered, his
d her,"
aste time.