Chapter One Hundred And Fifty One Elijah couldn't help but admire Selena as she stood before him, clad in black shorts and a revealing tank top that showcased her cleavage. Her beauty was undeniable, and it stirred emotions deep within him. With a playful smirk, she urged him to focus, breaking his reverie. Without hesitation, he gently took her hands, their fingers intertwining, and led her towards the sleek power bike waiting in front of the beach house.The setting sun painted the sky in shades of orange and pink, casting a romantic glow over the scene. As they approached the power bike, its crimson frame glistened in the fading light, and the anticipation of the adventure ahead quickened their hearts."Why a power bike?" Selena inquired, her eyes filled with curiosity. Elijah responded with a sly wink, adding an element of mystery to their impromptu escapade. Together, they secured their helmets, ready to embark on a journey neither of them would soon forget.With a roar, the 5

Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Three Nicki lay in her sterile hospital room, the harsh fluorescent lights casting a cold, unforgiving glow on her pale face. The heart monitor beeped rhythmically, its sound a stark contrast to the chaos brewing within her. Bitterness coursed through her veins, and her heart ached with resentment."Useless!" she spat out, her voice laden with anger and pain. The nurses, dedicated professionals doing their best, exchanged weary glances as they continued their diligent work. They had known Nicki for weeks now, and her unrelenting hostility had worn thin.With a sudden burst of fury, Nicki's trembling hand reached for the glass of water on her bedside table. The glass slipped from her grasp, shattering into a thousand glistening fragments on the cold linoleum floor. She didn't care about the mess she was making; her anger needed an outlet."Can't even bring me water properly," she seethed, her eyes blazing with fury. She hurled a vase of flowers across the

Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Five Elijah, the mafia boss, sat on the plush couch in the dimly lit room, a controller in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. The soft glow of the TV illuminated his face as he focused on the video game. Beside him, Selena, his wife, leaned closer, her eyes fixed on the screen. The room was filled with the sounds of gunfire and explosions from the game.As their characters in the virtual world battled adversaries, their fingers intertwined, and they shared a quiet moment of togetherness. Elijah's lips curled into a loving smile, and he turned to Selena. She met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a mixture of love and mischief. Without a word, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle, passionate kiss.Their kiss held all the intensity of their love, a love that had blossomed amidst the chaos and danger of their lives. Selena's hand caressed Elijah's cheek, while his other hand placed the controller on the coffee table, forgotten in that moment.

Chapter One Hundred And Fifty SevenSelena's POV As the elevator doors slid shut, the world outside faded away, leaving behind a cocoon of intimacy. Selena's heart raced, matching the swift ascent of the elevator.She stole a glance at her husband, Elijah, standing beside her, his warm hand wrapped around hers.Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Elijah's hazel eyes, a reflection of the love they shared, held a promise of something deeper, something they had yearned for since the morning.Selena leaned closer, her breath trembling with anticipation. Elijah's lips curved into a knowing smile, and they inched closer together, drawn by an irresistible force.The elevator continued its ascent, but they were in a world of their own. Selena tasted the saltiness of Elijah's skin, his unique flavor that she could never get enough of.Their tongues danced, a rhythmic, hypnotic melody that only they could hear.Their breaths mingled, and the world outside ceased to

Chapter One Hundred And Fifty Nine Elijah’s POV “I can worship your body till forever” Selena stared down at me with intense raw lust which she tried to hide it with the emotions of hatred, but I know that she wants me as bad as I wanted her because she didn’t fight when I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her comfy panties, the action making her back arch a bit high her towards me followed by her shallow breath.I waited a couple of heartbeats, relishing in her silence, bathing in her surrender. I pulled down her panties in a swift single move. She shuddered but lifted her feet so she could easily step out of her panties. I pushed the black shirt she was wearing up. “Hold it up,Red.”I whispered and she shook her heels, hitting her lips and stiffing down a moan which I could sense. Ever since we both marked each other on the neck with the hickey, I seem to have a connection to Mina and her feelings especially when we are this close. Her elegant fingers curled around the hem of