In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68: What Are They

Emanuele ultimately restrained his thoughts. After their intense encounter, he was exhausted, and he needed to replenish his sleep quickly; otherwise, he feared he might drop dead at any moment.

Emanuele slept soundly for what seemed like an astonishing ten hours. Even during more tranquil times, he had never managed such a lengthy slumber, let alone during these turbulent days.

He observed the sleeping woman next to him. Isabella lay on her side, curled up, clutching a corner of the blanket. She looked petite, much like a precious little kitten, invoking a strong sense of protectiveness in him.

Emanuele had been with his fair share of women, but none of them stirred his protective instincts like Isabella. He felt himself slowly succumbing to her.

Emanuele gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, noticing her sweetness, her delicate fragrance, and he couldn't help but linger a bit longer on her lips.

Soon, Emanuele retrieved a pistol from beneath his pillow, kissed Isabella on the lips, and quietly left the room.

Before departing, he glanced at Tony and Harry. "Make sure to keep an eye on Isabella. If she goes missing under your noses again, I'll take your lives."

"Got it, boss," Tony and Harry replied.

Emanuele left, aware that the situation was far from resolved. He couldn't afford to be distracted by Isabella; it would only make his predicament worse.

As he sat in the car, watching the landscape rush by outside the window, Emanuele became lost in thought. What happened the previous night had taken him by surprise. Initially, he had only wanted to punish her, to make her understand how terrifying it was to escape his control. However, at some point, his desires took over, and he did things he had long yearned for. But now, with a clear mind, he felt perplexed. Desire had led him to passionately engage with Isabella, observing her experience multiple orgasms in his bed had satisfied him greatly. Sleeping with her had brought an unexpected serenity, a feeling he had never experienced before during sleep. Isabella had brought him a novel experience, but the more unique it felt, the more Emanuele believed that he should distance himself from her.

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Isabella awoke from her slumber, only to find Emanuele missing from the bed. Where had he gone? Hadn't he promised to talk to her when she woke up? Isabella felt a bit vexed as she sat up, observing the traces of their passionate night and the lingering soreness.

The wild man, who had ravished her like a beast, had given her countless climaxes. She was grateful for the intrauterine device, as it meant she didn't have to rely on birth control pills.