In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance

Chapter 167: Thank Me with Your Body

Emanuele returned to the apartment, greeted by the tantalizing aroma that filled the air. Despite not feeling hungry initially, the scent suddenly awakened his appetite.

Approaching the kitchen, Emanuele watched Isabella and Lilly bustling around. In this moment, his inner sense of happiness reached its peak.

"Need any help?" Emanuele asked with a smile.

Seeing Emanuele approaching, Isabella replied, "No need, you can rest on the sofa. We'll have the meal ready in no time."

Isabella had already prepared most of the dishes; only a post-dinner dessert remained.

Soon, all the dishes were ready on the table.

Observing the spread before him, Emanuele seemed pleasantly surprised. "Your culinary skills are getting better and better." The last time, Emanuele thought Isabella's cooking was already perfect, but now, it seemed she had surpassed herself.

"Here, try it," Isabella said to Emanuele. "I made everything, and Lilly just helped me on the side."

Emanuele nodded and tasted a piece of braised beef. Instantly, his eyes lit up; the beef was tender, perfectly cooked, and seasoned to perfection. Accompanied by the aroma of spices, Emanuele enjoyed every bite, squinting in satisfaction.

"Delicious. Even better than Lilly's," Emanuele complimented Isabella.

Lilly sighed beside them, "It seems that once you fully master cooking, Isabella, I won't be needed anymore. I can retire."

Isabella immediately hugged Lilly, "No way, I only cook occasionally. I still have to go to work in the future. If I have to cook every day, I'll be exhausted. I don't allow Lilly to leave. Who will cook for me if she's not around? I can't even make these cakes."

"I was just joking, Isabella. Even if Emanuele wanted to drive me away, I believe you would keep me," Lilly said.

"Of course, I won't allow Emanuele to drive you away."

Emanuele, with a poker face, watched Isabella and Lilly talking. He had only praised Isabella, yet from their conversation, he was portrayed as a villain who wanted to chase away Lilly.

God, for someone who had been with him since childhood, taking care of him, a servant who had become his family after he lost his parents, he never had such thoughts. Moreover, Lilly was his family now. "Let's eat; I never said I wanted to drive Lilly away. She's my family, and I would never do that," Emanuele said. He didn't want Isabella to see him as a villain based on their conversation.

Even though he might be ruthless in business, when it came to his family, he had always been sentimental. A hearty meal was soon finished in a lively atmosphere, leaving Emanuele thoroughly satisfied. After dinner, Isabella suggested going for a walk with Emanuele. Despite his constant busyness, Isabella felt that now, with the crisis resolved, he should relax a bit.

Isabella proposed a stroll after dinner, finding it delightful to walk outside. Near their apartment was a lake, and Isabella had noticed many people walking by the lake from their window. Emanuele agreed with a nod.

Isabella took Emanuele's hand as they descended the elevator, heading to the lakeside for a stroll.

The night breeze gently rustled the trees, carrying the fragrant scent. They walked leisurely around the lake, and even in silence, Isabella found the moment quite delightful. Despite having bodyguards with them, as long as they weren't too vigilant, Isabella didn't mind. Lowering their visibility, she felt like an ordinary couple with Emanuele. "Emanuele, regardless of anything, Evelyn's recovery is thanks to you."

"We're married; you don't have to keep thanking me like this," Emanuele said with a smile, then tightly embraced Isabella.

"Of course, if you insist on thanking me, you can express your gratitude with your body."

Emanuele held Isabella in his arms. His tall, robust figure enveloped her like a mountain, making Isabella feel securely confined.

Emanuele's presence was overpowering, even though he hadn't released his icy aura. Still, being with him, Isabella felt a sense of restraint.

Some people were naturally like that. Even if he did nothing, his imposing demeanor would instantly awe others.

Although Isabella was no longer afraid of him, his aura was undeniably powerful.

Well deserving of being the head of the Mafia, Isabella thought. How could someone sit in that position without such a presence to suppress those under him? At this moment, Emanuele leaned down, his lips against her neck, and the two appeared very intimate.

Isabella felt Emanuele's breath brushing against her skin, causing goosebumps. This feeling! Isabella felt her body softening; Emanuele's subtle movements always elicited a response from her.

Isabella didn't want it to be this way, but there was no helping it. Her body had naturally become accustomed to Emanuele's presence.

Emanuele held Isabella, tightly embracing her, and then brought her back to the apartment.

Upon entering the room, Emanuele eagerly kissed Isabella. Isabella's hands actively wrapped around Emanuele, pulling him towards her.

At this point, their closeness was intimate, lips touching lips, tongues dancing between teeth. Isabella tried to respond to him, but in this love game, Emanuele always took the lead. His hands roamed her body, slipping under her clothes, kneading her breasts, causing Isabella's body to respond involuntarily.

Soon, his fingers reached her lower body, rudely entering her, vigorously rubbing. When he hit her most sensitive spot, Isabella couldn't

control her trembling; her eyes rolled

almost to the back of her head.

Oh, God! She felt her life at this moment being controlled by Emanuele. He dominated her joys and sorrows, promising to bring her more.

At this moment, Emanuele added another finger, spreading Isabella's legs wider. She hoped Emanuele could bring her more.

Her fingers tightly entwined in Emanuele's hair, pulling him close. Her body pressed against him, inviting him to do more.

The frenzy was like ruthless waves, causing her to lose herself in this wild ecstasy.

Emanuele undid Isabella's clothes, leaving her bare. He sucked on her breasts, kissed her core, driving her to extreme excitement.

In his final suck, Isabella rushed towards climax.