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"Hey you, what's your name?" I looked up to see a young boy approaching me. He is a bit taller than me, with wavy brown hair and a deep set of blue eyes with an icy cold stare. “Ari,” I softly said. He moved a little bit closer to me, which forced me to take a step back. He squinted his blue eyes at me, then reached out his hand for me. "I'm Elliot. I live across from your house. Why are you alone?” He questioned me. "I-I'm not alone. My parents and my brother are inside. We just moved here.” I stuttered. He is intimidating me. He is looking at me with his deep set of blue eyes and I am becoming a bit scared of the way he talks to me. "How old are you?” “I am seven.” "Okay, from now on, I'll be your best friend. You'll stay beside me all the time. And I will always have your back. Clear?” How can this tiny boy be so intimidating? He is scaring the hell out of me, but a part of me feels that I can trust him. “Be-best friend?” I questioned him once again. He raised his eyebrows
"Elliot, the deliveries of the guns have been completed. While another round is being requested by the Russians." I looked up from all the paperwork to see Kyle enter my office without even a knock to announce his presence. He went straight on giving the status reports of our organization's transactions. "Good. I want everything to go as smoothly as possible. How about the brothel? Are the girls still being bothered by the Lucios?" I asked. He shakes his head, then gives me a smirk. "Do you think they would still bother to visit the brothels after what you've done to their men? You almost killed his son." "It's a payment they have to make after what they did to those girls. He's lucky that I spared the life of his son." "Everything's good with the underground, El! We can focus on the legal businesses now." Yes, this is my life right now. Elliot Allister is now the fucking mafia king. I rule the underground, and everyone is afraid of going against me. This is not the life that I wa
"Oh my goodness, El. I can't believe this. I really can't believe this. I can't believe that we're going to be working together. I mean, that I'll be working for you." Ari has been very chirpy since earlier today. We haven't even had the time to discuss the project because she kept on gushing and bringing back the topic of how she missed me. I can't help but feel ecstatic as well. After ten long years of waiting, after ten fucking years of hoping to see her again, it appears that fate had suddenly shone on me. "Ms. Gregory, can we discuss the project first? We actually lost a lot of time considering that you came in late for the meeting. Mr. Allister's time is precious and he really hates waiting, you know." Upon hearing what Kyle had to say, Ari's cheeks immediately tinged pink. And she pouted. She's so fucking cute doing that. What the hell, Elliot? Cute? Really, for a mafia lord, you know the word "cute"! "I am really sorry, El! I got held up in my earlier meeting. Please forgiv
I am fuming with rage. I was beyond furious at the reality of what I had just learned. Ever since I came to know that Ari has a boyfriend, I can't stop thinking of different ways to hurt or even kill that bastard, whoever he is. Kyle is of no use either. He has been continuously pissing me off ever since that day. Muttering that it is a good thing that Ari already has a boyfriend. If only he wasn't my right-hand man, I would've gladly pulled the damn trigger on his head for even thinking that it's okay for Ariella to be in a relationship now. A knock on my office door brought me back to my senses. I took a glance at whoever was at the door and was surprised to see the smirking Kyle once again. "What do you need?" I immediately asked, annoyance lacing my voice. "Oh, woke up on the wrong side of the bed again, I see." He said, but the tone was still mocking. I immediately scoffed. "It's a miracle that you knew how to knock this time around." "Well, I don't want to wake up the lion i
"What did you say, Elliot? You're like a stand-in boyfriend? And what exactly is a "backup boyfriend?" Kyle had a frown on his face after I told him about my recent agreement with Ariella. "It means exactly what it says: I pretend to be her boyfriend when that fucking ass isn't around." "I can't believe what I'm hearing. And you are okay with it? Can you actually hear yourself?" Kyle's tone with me right now is irritating. "I'm still the goddamn boss here, Kyle. You should be careful with your tone." I quipped, trying to intimidate him. "What the fucking, fucking shit?! A substitute boyfriend? How did she even come up with such a stupid idea?" Kyle's doubts about my decision have already irritated me. Yes, I admit it: I went insane over this one. This is the stupidest, and perhaps most nonsense decision I've ever made, but I can't stop myself. Ari has to be mine. I have to be able to call her my girl, even if it's just for show. "You already know how much I like her, Kyle. And ev
I've been anticipating tonight with bated breath. I'm hoping everything goes as planned. This is the first step. The beginning of Ariella Gregory's falling in love with me and leaving her ass of a boyfriend. I'm getting ready to leave for her house at around five-thirty. But I restrained myself. I don't want her to think I'm overjoyed and too eager, even if I am on the inside. It's a thirty-minute drive from my opulent mansion to hers. And I can't seem to stop pacing. I'm dying to get there right now. But I need just a little bit more patience. I've waited ten years. What harm can another fifteen or twenty minutes of waiting do? A ping on my phone notified me. I immediately took it out of my pocket, thinking it was Ari. When I realized it was Kyle, my excitement turned to frustration. What exactly does he want now? "Hello, bro, I hope you have a wonderful date night with lady love. But, for the fucking life of me, don't turn off your cellphone later when things get steamy. I hope yo
As much as I wanted to enjoy the rest of the night with Ari by my side, I just couldn't seem to get the fucking spy out of my head. Who in their right mind would dare to oppose me? Who would have the courage? If he hadn't known better, they'd have been dead the moment they crossed me. Rage is slowly resurfacing within me. I should have been there so I could have immediately put a bullet through that fucking spy's head. I'm becoming restless, and I'm sure Ari is noticing the sudden change in my mood. "Hey El, you seemed pretty odd after the call. Who called? Are you sure you don't want to share?" Ari questioned. I'm bringing her back to her apartment after the gala, though I so badly want to take her home with me. "Just blunders in business. But it’s nothing that Kyle can't fix." I replied. I'd like to put an end to this discussion. I don't want her to know the dark side of my family. The dark side of myself that I would try to keep as far away from her as possible. "So you have
I decided to go straight to the warehouse after Ari and I fought. I needed to blow off some steam. I needed to let out the rage I was feeling. And what better way to express my rage than to assault the fucking spy Kyle and his team have apprehended. After I stormed out of Ari's house, I immediately instructed Leo to drive straight to the warehouse. Even though I desperately wanted to turn back when I heard her calling my name, I just couldn't. I'm irritated and beyond pissed that she only considers me to be her best friend. For fuck's sake, to just be her best friend. She only needs me when she needs someone to pose as a fake boyfriend. What the hell? What does she think I am? A wimp that would follow all her whims? Does she think that that's something I'm going to allow? Well, she must be mistaken. Whether Ari likes it or not, she'll be mine! I am a fucking mafia king! I rule the underground, and whatever I like, I sure have to get it. And what I really want is Ariella Gregory. And