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Chapter 115: The Mafia King's Love
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[Ralph’s POV] “So she agreed?” Ben asked, his voice in my ear. I stared at the darkness beyond the window of the hospital’s cafeteria. “Yes. She’ll resume her work as my PA when she’s fully recovered.” “That’s a relief.” Ben sighed. “Everything seems to work out exactly as you planned—everything except Luke Pauveree and Juliette—.” “Paufertee,” I corrected with a deadpan face. “Whatever. He’s lucky he got caught before I got to him. That asshole. We had miscalculated.” “I’ve underestimated him,” I admitted. I had been arrogant. I won’t make the same mistake twice. “And Juliette too. But you’re not the only one. I didn’t think she’d take a bullet for you.” We grew silent. And then, the good old Ben’s cut-the-tension laughter slipped in. “Look on the brightside—you were right about letting her into your study.” I almost forgot about that. Juliette was as predictable as her gift of calculation. I figured that if I got her into the library, she would find her way into
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 117: The Heiress's Request
[Juliette’s POV] One and a half weeks later, I was finally discharged. I had threatened the doctor to discharge me a week after I had woken. But since I was still a woman with nothing, and he, a doctor placed in charge of the Mafia King’s wife while the king was absent, he ignored me and released me only in due time. I was still frowning in displeasure as I strolled out of the hospital with my arm around my husband’s. Ralph couldn’t stop chuckling. “Cut the doc some slack, eh babe? He did personally visit the ward to give you a formal apology.” “Humph. That’s because you told him to.” I glared at the main exit glass door, staying open as a lady pushed an elderly in a wheelchair through. “I swear, I didn’t.” I glanced at him in slight surprise as we crossed the border of humans’ sanctuary and returned to reality. As the gush of warm air welcomed me back, I muttered, watching ahead, “Fine. I’ll let it go this time.” And rough fingertips tipped my chin for a pair of large
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[Juliette’s POV]I held Papa’s hand in mine and felt his warmth seeping through my skin, reassuring me that he’s going to be alright. There is a high chance that he may sleep forever, but I’m going to be hopeful that he will wake up some day. “...and guess what, Papa,” I muttered softly and slipped a chuckle of genuine joy. “He blushed! I’m not kidding. It was a slight red but I saw it.” And before I commented on it, the Mafia King tugged me down for another kiss. It was to shut me up, but boy… was it a passionate kiss. I could still feel the pressure of his firm lips grazing mine with a deep yearning to devour me. And now I’m feeling embarrassed. “A-Anyway.” I shifted my view back to the white haired patient reposing peacefully in a giant hospital bed and continued with a warm, contented smile, “I think I’ll be a stay home mum once we start having kids. I’ll probably write too. Children’s stories. I’ve always wanted to give it a try. I know you’ll disapprove. But Papa, Lux Corp i
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 119: Becoming One... For Real
[Ralph’s POV]Fuck. She was just showing a bit of skin and I’m feeling the nerves of a fucking schoolboy having sex for the first time. If she knew how much of a loser I am when it comes to her, she’d probably laugh at the silliness of it…. I moved my face closer to that silky skin glowing under the soft moonlight, recalling its texture against my lips, and my heart thumped harder. I’m going to feel her under my skin again… to be drowned in her fragrance… be enveloped by the bliss of her heat… and have her screaming my name as she writhes in pleasure in my arms…. She took a bold step forward and pressed her shoulder against my lips, telling me that she wants me as much as I want her. Take it slow, Ralph. As soon as I felt her warmth on my lips, she shuddered with a tiny gasp and tilted her head to the other side to offer me more. I closed my eyes and took a whiff, and her gorgeous scent engulfed me, removing my thoughts. I moved my lips and she gasped again, in pleasure. Her ha
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[Juliette’s POV] I thought I heard him wrongly. But the look in his eyes told me that I didn’t. “What are you saying, Ralph?” My fingers teased the ends of his hair at his nape as I continued taking deep breaths to regulate my heartbeat. “I’m already married to you!” A chuckle slipped from my lips. But he wasn’t smiling. He looked… very serious. Those brown eyes were narrowed into daggers. “I didn’t ask you the first time,” he whispered, his voice low and husky, and fucking sexy. “R-Ralph….” I swallowed. “I don’t… I don’t get it.” “I want to marry you for real, Juliette. No contract. No threats. No criteria, except that you love me.” I inhaled sharply. My eyes stretched with disbelief. His palm cradled one side of my face and his thumb gently stroked my warm skin. “So marry me, Juliette.” He leaned in to kiss me coaxingly. Then he pulled back to look at me, his eyes searching mine for an answer. “Must I answer you now?” He squinted in curiosity, his eyes rolling abou
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 121: The Heiress's Perplexity
[Ralph’s POV]Subtly, her head tilted the other way and the alluring curve of her neck emerged from the shadows of her luscious, fragrant curls. I planted my lips onto the pulsating spot below her earlobe and she sighed in contentment. “You can’t cheat, Ralph.” I smiled against her silky skin and she shuddered a little. “How many more days till the aunt leaves?” She chuckled her glorious chuckle and drew her arms around my neck to pull herself closer. “Two more days.” I glided my lips across the downside of her jaw. “Fuck.” I moved up and took her lips for a long, leisure kiss, which ended with us breathless. I kissed her forehead and hugged her. “So what’s the second thing you came here for?” She laughed and slapped my back with the file in her hand. “This is the first thing on my agenda, not the second.” I pulled back and cradled her cheeks, smoothing them with my thumbs. “I thought the first thing on your agenda was me.” Her face was back to that stupid deadpan-ess. “Ca
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[Juliette’s POV] Something clicked. I opened my eyes and sat up. I was in bed, in one of the guest rooms of the Lux mansion. I grabbed my phone and checked the time: it’s eleven thirty p.m. Hastily, I threw the covers aside and jumped out of bed, then sprinted to the door and exited into the hallway. True enough, the strapping frame of my husband, all dressed up, in suit and all, was moving steadily towards the stairs that lead to the ground floor. Where’s he going at this hour? Damn it! Is he going to see one of his mistresses? I wanted to go after him. But I halted and slipped back into the room. Calm down, Juliette. Think! I have been avoiding the question each time he brings it up. So maybe he’s upset with me and seeks comfort somewhere else. A man can only show that much patience, especially when his pride is at stake. It did take him a lot to say it first that he loves me—in the past, he’d want me to say it before he did. Some of Papa’s business associates do
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 123: Stopping a Drug Deal
[Ralph’s POV] “Jesus Christ, Juliette, just tell Thomas to stay on my tail and keep out of plain sight!” I disconnected at her ‘But Ralph’ and removed the phone from my ear. “She’s a grown woman. She can handle herself,” Ben muttered. The car zoomed through the valley, shooting towards the jetty, where Alberto is meeting his seller. “ARGH!” I slammed a palm at the door. “What the hell was she thinking, coming at me like that? Another woman? She didn’t even answer my question when I asked her to marry me. And she dared to accuse me of having another woman. AM I A JOKE TO HER? GODDAMN IT.” “I’ve seen that kid’s driving skills.” Ben stared at the road ahead. “Gotta take your wife’s side on this. It’s good to give him a test drive.” I glared at the dumbass. “IS MY WIFE’S LIFE A JOKE TO YOU?” And he laughed like a dumbass. “He looks up to you, you know—that kid. I see the way his eyes lit up when he talks about you. Come to think of it, the whole lot of them do. What did you d
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