The Mafia and His Obsession Part 2 Read online Lylah James (Tainted Hearts #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Crime, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Tainted Hearts Series by Lylah James
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Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 125368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 501(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
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My jaw clenched, and I scowled at him. My gaze refused to move to Valerie, or else I’d break…I’d break into a thousand pieces and it would all turn into ashes.

“As tempting and beautiful as she is, I am not interested in watching your limp dick going in and out of someone’s pussy.” The words tasted bitter on my tongue and my lips felt numb.

In this moment, I was glad Valerie couldn’t hear us. Couldn’t hear me.

She always said her silence was her strength, and in this moment, it couldn’t be truer.

I fear if she knew Konstantin, the monster I portrayed…she would slip past my fingers. She would run and fade into the mist before I’d have a chance to catch her.

She loved Viktor.

She would loathe Konstantin.

And now…I was the monster in her nightmare.

Fuck.

My chest ached and my head throbbed with each pulsing beat.

It was agonizing, and I tried to inhale. My lungs refused to work in my favor.

“Konstatin,” Valentin mocked casually. “I am being generous here. Since we talked about her sucking cock like a professional, I thought I’d lend you her mouth.”

He gestured toward Valerie, and against my own accord, my gaze moved to her. I almost collapsed at the sight of her like this. Her body was curled up tight, and she seemed to be pressing the pillow harder into herself. Her hips moved as if she were thrusting, chasing a release that didn’t seem to work in her favor.

Swallowing past the lump in my throat, I forced the bitterness down. “I have plenty of women to pleasure me this way. Her mouth isn’t anything special.”

Thump. Beat. Thump. Beat.

My heart was crashing.

My words were important to fool Valentin, yet they were opening up more wounds.

Thump. Beat. Thump. Beat.

Valentin wasn’t done, not one bit remotely satisfied with my answer. He did a fake pout and then climbed in bed beside Valerie.

My throat closed. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

Thump. Beat. Thump. Beat.

“Aww, c’mon. How about her mouth and ass? I’ll fuck her cunt. She’s going to need all she can get for the simulation from those drugs to wear off.”

“You drugged her?” I almost snarled.

He raised an eyebrow, looking unfazed. “Why do you think she looks like a bitch in heat right now? Her pussy is practically weeping and I haven’t even touched her yet.”

My heart lurched.

“I’m testing the new drugs from Carlos. Tlazolteoltl. Aphrodisiac drugs. The strongest. The effects will only disappear after multiple orgasms.” He paused and looked down at Valerie. Her eyes stayed pinched closed and I saw her panting for each breath.

“The last woman it was tried on…she needed six men to fuck her into unconsciousness before her body started to calm down.”

Motherfucker.

Valerie blinked her eyes open. She seemed to have exhausted herself. Her lips parted as if to speak, but there was only silence.

Good.

My sweet myshka. You are strong. I just needed her to be stronger for a little bit more.

I stifled back a choked sound.

I had made vows to my Valerie.

Vows I’d now broken.

I am so fucking sorry. The apologies repeated themselves in my head until they were all I could hear in my ears.

“Why are you still standing there? Come forward. I promise you she’ll make you a happy bastard. My wife’s got the prettiest, tightest cunt you’ve ever have the pleasure of fucking.”

We were just a pawn in Valentin’s game.

But I wasn’t going to fall.

Walking forward, I went to the coffee table instead. I took the bottle in my hand and poured some brandy into a small glass. It was all about the image.

I had to appear unfazed…a monster in disguise. I had play Valentin in his own game.

So I did it masterfully.

Thump. Beat. Thump. Beat.

I lifted a brow and sucked down the alcohol in one huge gulp. I poured more once there was nothing left. Lifting the refilled glass, I tsked darkly. “I don’t find pleasure in weak, submissive women. I like someone feisty who I can break and fuck into submission. Now that’s hot as fuck.”

Valerie seemed to recognize my presence because she lifted her head up.

Our eyes met.

The world stilled.

Everything came to screeching halt and we breathed.

She inhaled. I exhaled.

I’ve got you, my sweet myshka. Just stay strong for a little bit more.

I hoped she saw the words in my gaze, I hoped she saw all my truth and understood my lies.

There was something in her eyes…something so vivid, it broke my heart and the sharp pieces seemed to pierce my lungs dangerously.

Guilt. Shame. Humiliation. Embarrassment. Fear. Horror. Agony.

I saw everything and I felt it all, down in the depth of me.

She was broken.

But I would be the one to pick up her pieces and hold her together again.

We were going to be okay, I silently vowed.

She inhaled. I exhaled.

Valerie’s head fell back to the pillow. She closed her eyes and I saw the silent tears glistening on her rosy, flushed cheeks.


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