Marriage Contract With The Ruthless Mafia King

CELINE HERRERA POV"You have got to be out of your god-damned mind," I said then gasped in shock because I hadn't meant for the words to slip out of my mouth. I glanced at my grandfather whose wry expression spoke volumes of just how much my words had offended him. Forcing myself to appear remorseful despite the rage that burned in my chest, I got to my feet. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to say that. This whole conversation is just so jarring that I can't seem to process it. I did not mean to insult you, grandfather"Grandfather sat straighter, his gaze piercing into mine. "And what is so jarring about this conversation? Didn't you say you were ready to do whatever it took to make sure you get the company as an inheritance, or am I mistaken""No you're not, but I don't understand how you can come up with such a requirement. I have been running the company for five years now, I already have a sizable amount of share to my name and the people at the company are like a family to me and

DELIA HERRERA POVI didn't like George... Didn't like the way he smelled either, the reason I was here was all because of Belshar Nessar Abed and as he walked past me to go meet up with his wife's cousin Bella, I couldn't help but watch him.But it was annoying. His wife was already dead so why was he still meeting up with her relatives?On the surface, people didn't know Belshar had been married... I'd had to dig and pay a lot of money to obtain the information... Belshar was a very private person, the only thing not so private about him was that he was a psychotic killer who destroyed lives with no emotion. Still, he was my one desire. He was also the sort of person who cut people off just for the fun of it, so should I worry that he was still so close to his wife's cousin?Bella was not someone I could easily go against... Not everyone was as spineless as Celine, but God damn it, I wish I could. She was the reason Belshar hadn't noticed me tonight.He'd bumped into Celine of cours

CELINE HERRERA POVI gaped in horror as the cold air hit my bare skin. My dress was ripped down to my waist and if I'd thought that would stop Belshar from throwing me out, it didn't, he pushed me out and slammed the door behind me.I stood like a fish that had been taken out of the ocean, staring at the dozen pairs of eyes that were all trained on me.My eyes burned, the humiliation making my face hot. I clutched my dress close, forced a smile onto my lips, and tried not to break down as I blindly navigated my way out of the huge company.Once I stepped into the elevator and the door shut, the tears that I'd tried so hard to hold in started falling. I sobbed so hard that when the elevator stopped on the first floor, my eyes were puffy and red-rimmed. I stepped outside the elevator only to freeze as camera lights flashed in my face from all directions.Reporters? What the hell were reporters doing here... Did Delia find out that I would be coming here and have all this planned? Que

DELIA HERRERA POV ‘Celine Herrera is mine, she is my fiance and I would hate for what happened today repeat to itself. Making a mockery of my wife-to-be is the same as making a mockery of me and rest assured, I won't sit back and just watch"He'd said those words with a straight face, he'd threatened the press without a trace of hesitation and as I watched the news for the hundredth time, I felt my heart rate start to hurt... Or maybe it was because I couldn't fucking breathe. The tablet fell from my hand as I gasped for air and clutched at my chest to relieve whatever it was that was clogging it up but it didn't help."Andrea!" I gasped for the name of my maid, but I was sure she wouldn't hear even if she was in the same room with me. My voice was that low.Getting to my feet proved difficult and when I finally managed it, I stumbled toward the front door because I knew if I didn't get air I was really going to suffocate.My heart squeezed and the door in front of me felt as if it

CELINE HERRERA POV The atmosphere was tense even though this was supposed to just be a family dinner with Belshar's family so that they could get to know me and I'd also get to know them but I wasn't surprised, because judging by the circumstances that led up to it, I had expected a much colder reception. The news article about my alleged unfaithfulness had been taken down just some hours after it made the headline, then a day later the publisher who had written about it died in a freak accident and I tried not to think about just how a freak of an accident it was or if Belshar had a hand in it. God! I was really marrying a killer. Why did I think that it was a good idea to go into a contract with a Mafia? I should have chosen a much more safer option so why was I here meeting Belshar's parents and also still hoping that they would like me? What the hell was wrong with me?"You do not like the food, do you?" I flinched, my gaze snapping up to meet those of Belshar's mother. She wa