I felt his hot breath on my neck and moaned as his fingers expertly caressed my sensitive areas. 
Gasping for breath, I pulled him closer, and he reached up to meet my lips, our tongues dancing in bliss as he pulled me over and positioned me to straddle him. 
“Jaxon,” I breathed when we came up for air, but he hushed me and moved his finger over my lips.
“You’re mine,” he growled. “Let me show you what you really need.”

***

I knew my dad was in debt to the mafia since I worked three jobs trying to pay off what he owed. But I didn’t expect it when he told me, “Sara, I’ve sold you,”–to the king of the underworld!
The worst part is that the mafia king just happens to be my dad’s gorgeous best friend, Jaxon, who I’ve been lusting over for a long time. And now that he owns me, I’m feeling like this is so much deeper than lust, and I don’t know if this will break me….

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Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King

I saw that look on the doctor's face, and I knew something was wrong. I fucking knew it. 


I'd seen that look many times, on many doctors' faces, and it was never good news. Ever. 


"This is taking a long time," the doctor said, regarding my wife, who was groaning in pain. "I don't like to do this, but, if things don't change soon, I'm going to have to perform a C-section." 


Great, a fucking C-section. I hated the idea of Sara being cut open. I knew logically that this was something that happened sometimes during childbirth. Things went wrong, plans changed, yada yada yada.


That was all well and good if it was someone else's wife on the table. But we were talking about the love of my life here. Nobody was cutting her open without a good reason. Not while I still drew breath. 


"How long are we talking?" I asked the doctor. "I mean, minutes? Hours? What's the time frame here?" 


Chapter 296 : Men Are Not That Tough