THE MAFIA KING BROKEN ROSE novel Chapter 124

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Chapter 124

I sobbed, the pleasure and the pain, the rage and the love I couldn’t admit, crashing into me all at once. Dominic’s mouth crashed down on mine again, swallowing my cries, stealing every broken piece of me.

And still, he moved inside me like he would never stop.

Like he would brand me from the inside out.

Like he would ruin me until the only name I could ever scream was his.

He thrust into me hard then stopped, grinding his hips, making me whimper and claw at his back for more.

“Please,” I gasped, my nails raking down his rain–slick skin.

He smirked against my mouth–that arrogant, cruel bastard–then pulled back and slammed into me again.

Hard. Deep.

I cried out, my legs trembling violently around him, every nerve sparking, every muscle locking tight.

Then he stopped again.

“Dominic-!”

Another punishing thrust. Another broken gasp leaving my lips.

He was teasing me. Owning me. Driving me mad.

Stopping.

Fucking.

Stopping.

Fucking.

Every time I got close to falling apart, he dragged me back, held me on the edge until I was sobbing for it, trembling so hard I thought my body would snap in two.

He growled against my throat, his hand slipping down to circle my clit with rough, relentless fingers.

“Come for me,” he snarled, his voice pure sin. “Come like the bad girl you are, baby.”

That was it.

I shattered around him, my orgasm ripping through me so violently my legs kicked against the hood, my hips bucking wildly. I screamed his name, barely able to breathe, my whole body trembling and twitching under his weight.

Dominic didn’t stop.

He fucked me right through it, growling filthy things into my ear, until I was sobbing from overstimulation, clawing at his arms, begging for mercy I didn’t really want.

And when he finally pulled out, he yanked me onto my knees in front of him, fisting my rain–soaked hair tight.

I looked up, dazed, wrecked.

And then-

With a low, savage grunt, Dominic came across my face, hot, sticky, claiming me even more.

I gasped at the feeling, blinking up at him through the rain and sweat and his possessive, feral mark.

Dominic tilted my chin up with two fingers, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

“You’re a bad girl,” he rasped, voice hoarse and rough, his thumb smearing a drop across my cheek almost tenderly.

He didn’t let me fall.

He lifted me into his arms, cradling me like something precious and broken, and carried me back toward the safehouse through the rain.

His jacket slipped around my shoulders again, covering my nakedness from the world.

I clung to him, still shaking, still lost, but safe in his arms.

As we approached the house, I heard something

A sharp gasp.

A low moan.

Successfully unlocked!

I blinked through the mist and caught sight of one of the guards near the porch, his hand still wrapped around his cock, his body jerking as he spilled into the rain, unable to hide how watching us had destroyed his self–control.

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Chapter 124

Dominic paused.

Looked.

His dark gaze locked on another guard standing awkwardly nearby, the disgust rolling off Dominic in waves.

The second guard cleared his throat roughly and muttered, “He’ll be replaced. Right now.”

Dominic’s voice was like a death sentence wrapped in velvet.

“Good.”

He didn’t even spare them another glance.

He carried me inside, straight through the house, his body warm and steady against mine while the storm raged behind us.

His steps were quiet, deadly precise, but his arms never loosened. Like I was breakable now. Like the fire he just stoked in me didn’t already burn me from the inside out.

The safehouse was still dim, the lights low and golden The walls didn’t echo with voices. Just the rain and my ragged, spent breaths.

Dominic didn’t speak.

He brought me into the bathroom, sat me gently on the edge of the sunken tub, and turned on the tap. Warm water filled the air with steam.

I sat there bare, aching, legs still trembling watching the steam rise like ghosts from the porcelain.

When the tub was full, he came back to me. Knelt.

“Arms up,” he said, quiet.

I didn’t fight him.

He undid what was left of my dress, stripped away the wet cling of fabric, and helped me slide into the water.

A soft, shuddering sigh left my lips as the warmth wrapped around me. My body screamed in contrast, every nerve lit up, swollen from everything he’d just done.

But he didn’t leave.

He dipped a cloth in the water and started to clean me–slowly, carefully. His touch was no longer furious. No longer hungry.

It was gentle. Intimate. Too intimate.

He washed my arms, my thighs, the curve of my waist. He swept over my breasts with a soft pass that made my nipples ache all over again. He didn’t linger. Just moved on.

He cleaned between my legs.

Tender. Silent.

Like I was something sacred.

My throat tightened. I stared at the tile, at nothing.

When he was done, he helped me out of the bath, wrapped me in a towel, dried every inch of me with callused hands. He didn’t speak when he slid the soft cotton shirt over my head, helped me step into sleep shorts.

Then he stepped back, eyes lingering.

I looked up at him. And he looked like he wanted to say something–anything.

But instead, he just nodded.

“I’ll be in the other room,” he said roughly, and then he was gone.

The door clicked shut.

And I was alone.

I sat on the bed, wrapped in too much silence and not enough him.

My body throbbed. My mind burned.

And I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he touched me. The way he broke me and put me back together without saying

a word.

I shouldn’t want him.

I shouldn’t.

But I do.

God, I do.

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I want him more now. The calm after the storm somehow makes it worse. The hunger deepens when it’s quiet.

I lay back against the pillows, biting my lip, eyes stinging.

Why can’t I stop? Why do I want him more every time he ruins me?

My thighs squeezed together, seeking friction, and I hated the way my breath caught just at the memory of his mouth on

1. me.

This wasn’t love.

It was an obsession. An Addiction.

And it was eating me alive.

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