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Chapter 232

Penulis: VictoryAnne Vice
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Adam stiffens.

Standing up roughly, he tightens his hold on my hair, pulling me up by my scalp and his gun falls, rattling to the ground, releasing the bullet that had been in the barrel. Light flashes as the bullet hurdles to the large windows, shattering the glass.

“Kill the girl,” he snarls. “Maybe that will loosen her words.”

Still holding me by the nape, he looks around, searching for his gun.

But it isn’t there.

And Olivia Grant is no longer screaming.

The gun cocks.

All heads turn towards my little girl, who is now looking at us all with an eerie clarity. Her hands are still, unshaking, as she glares with the surety of an assassin.

One of his men lifts their rifle as Livy aims for Adam’s head.

My heart leaps into my throat.

“Olivia,” I try to reason with her, my voice steady and calm despite the thundering blood rushing through my ears. “Put down the gun. They won’t hurt you if you put down the gun.”

I don’t know if that’s true, but goddamn it, I can’t watch them kil
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  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 232

    Adam stiffens. Standing up roughly, he tightens his hold on my hair, pulling me up by my scalp and his gun falls, rattling to the ground, releasing the bullet that had been in the barrel. Light flashes as the bullet hurdles to the large windows, shattering the glass. “Kill the girl,” he snarls. “Maybe that will loosen her words.” Still holding me by the nape, he looks around, searching for his gun. But it isn’t there. And Olivia Grant is no longer screaming. The gun cocks. All heads turn towards my little girl, who is now looking at us all with an eerie clarity. Her hands are still, unshaking, as she glares with the surety of an assassin. One of his men lifts their rifle as Livy aims for Adam’s head. My heart leaps into my throat. “Olivia,” I try to reason with her, my voice steady and calm despite the thundering blood rushing through my ears. “Put down the gun. They won’t hurt you if you put down the gun.”I don’t know if that’s true, but goddamn it, I can’t watch them kil

  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 231

    [Vanessa] Looking around, I briefly surveyed the room. He only brought 5 people with him. They are all big, burly looking individuals, but they are large, and weighted down with weapons and heavy armor. Could I create enough chaos to outrun them? Next to me Livy is beginning to stir as the drugs finally begin to wear off. My poor little girl. She will be so terrified when she realizes how bad the situation has become. She has already survived a similar situation. How long will she need to be in therapy before the nightmares end this time? How long will I be?Thank God he hasn’t figured out I am pregnant. If he knew, he’d likely use my babies, as well as Livy, to force me to do whatever he wants. The problem is, the thing he wants is impossible. He keeps ranting about his family’s luck, and from what I understand, some “Luck device” he is convinced was crafted during WWII in Nazi-controled Germany. It’s so ridiculous, that if I weren’t in the middle of this madness, I’d think it

  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 230

    [Vanessa]Vandersteele Tower had been headquarters to the Vandersteele family fortune. It has been more than 15 years since I stood here with my grandfather. I was his only grandchild, and he wanted me to know the business someday. “You are our little light, Vanessa. Someday all of this will be yours.” As a kid, I thought he meant all of New York. It made me feel like a princess standing in the highest spire of a grand castle as we looked out towards the ocean in the tallest building in the city. My heart clenches as I close my eyes and remember Victor, my grandfather. He was tall, with thick gray hair and a warm, gentle smile. I can’t remember his face, but I do remember how warm his hands felt wrapped around my small fingers, and the feeling of being loved and cherished.I hadn’t thought of him in years. But now, standing here, I can almost see this room bright with sun, the broken furniture elegant and whole. “Do you like the view, Fraulien Vandersteele?” my captor hisses, laughi

  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 229

    [Vanessa]The entire time I thought I had been playing Adam West, keeping him ignorant of my mission and how I was using him to get close to Debrassy’s affairs, but in reality, he was the one waiting to trick me into a dangerous situation. I can still feel his blade on my neck as he threatened my little girl, promising to kill me if she didn’t surrender. Olivia Grant has already lived through so much tragedy, and I worked so hard to keep her life clear of all the mess and intrigue her uncle and I are tangled up in. But it seems even the best renovations, high-tech security systems and talented military-grade staff isn’t enough to keep a monster out of our fortress. For the second time since I’ve met Hunter, Grant Manor lies in ruins, burnt to a crisp. I had promised Livy that she’d never have to face a situation as terrifying as the one she had experienced when we both almost died just a couple of months ago. And yet here we are, thrown into the back of a van with our faces covered,

  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 228

    I didn’t go home that night, or any night for the next two years.It wasn’t safe for me to return. I knew that if I went home, not only did I risk being caught by the police, but it wouldn’t be safe for my family either. For whatever reason, Debrassy was focused on bringing us down, and with my involvement in burglary, I was an easy target.So for the next two years, I stayed by Gideon “Golden” Rose’s side as a lieutenant in the Westside Thorns, learning the ins and outs of my other legacy, the one my grandfather left behind. Because of the Westside Thorns, people who wouldn’t have had a chance in this hard city were given a second lease on life, help I hand in giving.For once in my life I felt useful…needed…WANTED.

  • Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King   Chapter 227

    As a young child, I was prone to psychotic attacks and occasional moments of disassociation. My severe mental fits were the reason my parents had shipped me off, and with good reason–I was a danger to myself and everyone around me. Usually the trigger was emotional, moments when I was pushed too far or overwhelmed with too many other sensations. When these moments happened, sometimes I’d withdraw inward, rocking back and forth, my consciousness shifting to see my behavior in a detached way, as if floating above myself unable to stop. Other times, it would be outwardly destructive, tearing apart a room in seconds as I raged, mentally aware but physically unable to stop. This time, sitting tied and helpless in a chair as Debrassy bragged about his involvement in the gruesome deaths of my grandparents, my last shred of sanity snapped. One moment I was aware, screaming threats as I thrashed against the hard chair and my tight bindings, and the next moment, I was across the room standing

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