CHAPTER 371. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. How to protect your queenChiara moaned in pleasure as Jhon filled her, her heart on the verge of bursting.He held her tightly and began to move inside her, each thrust a little stronger, each movement a little faster. Pleasure rippled through her body in relentless waves. They moved together in sync with their ragged breaths, caught in a moment suspended in time.Jhon’s movements grew more intense, and Chiara was so aroused that she couldn’t help but moan loudly. He possessed her with increasing force and urgency, driving their bodies to a frenetic rhythm. Jhon cupped her face in his hands, gazing at her with desire as she clung to him desperately, crying out his name.His shaft plunged into her like a battering ram, breaking through everything in its path, pounding hard, making her desperately seek release. Chiara felt the core of her being burn as the heat inside her built up, until she exploded in a powerful orgasm that made them tremble togeth

CHAPTER 373. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. What do we do now?""You’re a damn witch!""I can’t wait to see the headlines!" Chiara yelled in his face. "Fallen celebrity chef arrested for stalking his creditor! With the emphasis on 'fallen,' because when I’m done with you, no restaurant in this country will ever hire you again!"Heston flew into a rage, standing up and shouting at Chiara. But aside from the policeman, he was handcuffed to the table, so there was no way he could reach her."You’re a damn harpy! If I’m in this mess, it’s because you wouldn’t help me! All you wanted was your money, you selfish whore!""And you wanted my money, didn’t you? How many times did I warn you that you were going bankrupt? But all you cared about was seeing your name in the papers, more fame, more recognition... You never thought you’d have to pay it all back.""You’ve got plenty of money, you witch! You could have waited!" he screamed. "You launder money for mobsters, I’ve seen them walk through your ban

CHAPTER 375. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. A Knight in Shining Armor“John, we’re the largest bank in a country that’s a tax haven,” she replied. “We hold money for presidents, senators, ministers, tech moguls, and yes, some morally questionable businesspeople. But my job is to accept proof of the source of their money, not to investigate it.”John looked stunned.“What do you mean you don’t have to investigate it? You could be holding money for terrorist organizations...”“Let’s not exaggerate. We have strict filters for that, but you have to understand the bank moves over 400 million Swiss francs a day. It’s impossible to know the intention behind every transfer. If a president steals money from their party or campaign, how am I supposed to know? If someone gets paid to kill another person, how could I know? We only see numbers moving from one place to another. Or do you think anyone’s going to write, ‘Drug earnings for March’ on their statement?”John took a deep breath. He didn’t really

CHAPTER 377. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Less serious"You and me?" Jhon laughed as if it were obvious. "Babe, the White House Secret Service is less serious than we are!"Chiara wrapped her arms around him and kissed him playfully before pulling him toward the stairs of a bohemian penthouse in the heart of the city."I bought it for us!" she said, spreading her arms wide and gesturing around.Jhon stood there, stunned."Are you serious?""Well… it’s halfway between you and me. If we plan it right, we can see each other almost every day," she smiled, and Jhon lifted her by the waist, spinning her around in the air.Later, he would go into caveman mode and insist on helping pay for part of the place, but for now, he wasn’t going to ruin the moment with protests. He just wanted to celebrate."This is the best bad thing you’ve ever done in your life!" he exclaimed. "I love it! You have no idea how much I miss you every day. I just want to be with you... I’m going to make love to you every day

CHAPTER 379. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Stay calm“Fine, think about it while you complete another task,” the deputy director ordered. “I’ve got issues with the division in Mexico. I need you to go help out for a few weeks. Pack your things—you’re leaving right now.”Jhon swallowed his frustration. He knew there was no way out of this, so he simply nodded and left the office. He was furious that he had to leave without saying goodbye to Chiara. Just five minutes ago, he’d been working like usual, and now he was being sent to another continent without even a chance to tell his woman what was going on. He hated the idea of going without explaining things to her, but there was no way he could share what was happening over the phone.At the very least, he hoped this would buy him some time to figure things out.As he grabbed his emergency bag, Jhon tried to think of how to protect Chiara from the danger she might be in from handling Franco Garibaldi’s money. But as soon as they landed on the