In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance

Chapter 162: I Love You

Chapter 162: I Love You

Isabella leaned against Emanuele's embrace, fully aware that everything in the room was arranged by Grazia under Emanuele's specific instructions. It mirrored her previous apartment, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.

"I admit that when I first saw everything in this room, I thought you were thoughtful, remembering the layout of my previous apartment," Isabella generously praised Emanuele's consideration. It was a rare normal thing for him to do, and she felt the need to encourage him.

Emanuele’s lips pressed against Isabella's neck, his breath gently grazing her skin, causing goosebumps to rise. Not satisfied with just that, he extended his tongue, licking Isabella's neck.

His soft, warm, and slightly rough tongue glided over her skin, making Isabella melt into his embrace. God, her body had chosen Emanuele, meaning he was influencing her every moment!

Even though his actions were subtle and gentle, Isabella felt a fiery sensation throughout her body, making her limbs go soft.

Emanuele effortlessly lifted Isabella and placed her on the bed, proceeding to tear off her clothes. Isabella, dressed in a chiffon dress, felt the thin fabric easily rip apart under Emanuele's hands.

Observing Isabella's beautiful naked body, Emanuele felt a powerful surge in his lower body.

Emanuele pounced on Isabella, kissing her passionately. Soon, his lips found her breasts, and he bit and nibbled, launching a fierce assault until they became as hard as pebbles.

Isabella's breath quickened:; she moaned, feeling every movement Emanuele made on her body activating every cell. This sensation, it was this feeling!

Emanuele, sensing Isabella's tremors and excitement, felt an immense sense of satisfaction. The fact that, as the head of the Chicago Mafia, he could find joy in pleasing a woman so thoroughly was truly miraculous.

Moving down Isabella's body, he grabbed her thighs, spreading them apart. Emanuele buried his face between her legs, licking and savoring her excitement. enjoying her unique taste

He could clearly sense Isabella's need for him Her hips lifted from the bed, rubbing against his lips. Excitement and gasps escaped her throat.

"Oh, God, Emanuele, you're amazing. I can’t take it anymore.” Isabella exclaimed breathlessly. She felt her body overwhelmed by an uncontrollable excitement

Emanuele, watching Isabella squirming beneath him, wanting more, couldn't hold back any longer. He removed his own pants, positioned himself at her entrance, and thrust inte her, fully immersing himself in Isabella's body.

The pleasure traveled down Emanuele's spine, making him feel like he was on cloud nine

Jesus, this feeling was too exquisite!

Isabella sighed in contentment.

"So incredible, Emanuele.”

Watching Isabella excitedly beneath him, Emanuele couldn't help but passionately kiss her lips. He loved this feeling. In the final surge, Emanuele released everything into Isabella's body, holding her tightly in his arms.

Afterward, the two clung tightly to each other, skin against skin

Emanuele stroked Isabella's hair, watching her with a hint of fatigue but a satisfied expression. In this moment, Emanuele felt that life and death were both worth it.

The ease of defeating their enemies made Emanuele unable to resist smiling at Isabella. “Isabella, I love you."

It was his first time expressing his feelings, and as he said those words, he found himself feeling somewhat uneasy. Despite appearing calm, he sensed a hint of shyness, and his heart seemed to beat uncontrollably.

Damn it, why did he feel awkward about such a thing? Now that he thought about it, he realized he had never expressed his affection to any woman before.

After uttering those words, a wave of nervousness overcame him, his breathing slowed down involuntarily. He eagerly awaited Isabella's response. Damn it, facing enemies or even life-threatening situations never made him feel as anxious as he did now. Perhaps it was because, in his heart, Isabella was more important than his own life.

Isabella, upon hearing Emanuele say "I love you.” paused for a moment. However, she remained calm, just hugging Emanuele without saying anything.

In her eyes, Emanuele saying those words might have been a momentary slip, influenced by hormones. She didn't believe he genuinely liked her. She never forgot that their relationship was just a game with no clear outcome.

Emanuele nervously waited for Isabella's response, but to his surprise, she remained silent. This added a touch of defeat to Emanuele’s emotions. He had mustered the courage to say those words, and Isabella couldn't even offer a basic response?

Not only that, she stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower." The sticky feeling on her body was uncomfortable, and she needed to freshen up before sleep.

Watching Isabella enter the bathroom, Emanuele turned and lay on the large bed. He stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. He had just expressed his feelings, so why did Isabella not respond at all?

What did Isabella mean? Did she not like him?

It couldn't be. Her body and eyes told him she liked him.

So why this reaction?

Emanuele was plunged into NS confusion, recalling every moment between them. Gradually, he > became more convinced of tii i inner thoughts: Isabella definitelywiked Him.

Then why was there no response to his confession?

sabella, having finished her shower, came out. She'looked at Emanuele ying on thébex, feeling a softness~ in her heart. For some reason, these days inttaly felt unfamiliar, likecit™ wasnt her home. However, a Emanuele’ S presence made her infer turmoil settle. to

Emanuele also got up, took a shower, and then embraced Isabella to sleep.

Before sleeping, Emanuele asked her, "Isabella, have you been worried about me these days?”

He had just confessed, and she hadn't responded. Now he asked if she had worried about him during these days. "Worried," Isabella replied.

Emanuele felt relieved that she finally showed some concern. He had been concerned for her, and fortunately. she seemed to be concerned for him too.

But the next moment, what Isabella said almost infuriated Emanuele.

"You said before that if you died, you would have your subordinates kill me to keep you company. I'm worried that if you die, your subordinates will kill me.”

Actually, she didn't think like that at all. She wasworried about Emanuele's ‘safety. If he died, she . = felt life wouldn't be meaningful,.so

she dictn't care much about hecown life add death. She just worried about Emanuele. 4

However, she couldn't bring herself to say that.