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Chapter 53
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Isabella's POV:After Ethan left the room, I prepared to step out for dinner. My stomach growled loudly with hunger. When I reached the door and tried to pull it open, the door flew open and slammed into my forehead."What are you doing in here?" Anala appeared at the door and glared at me. She still wore the blue dress she had worn to class that morning. I remembered that Ethan had warned me to stay away from his sister. He had taken her side and slapped me the previous day as a warning."I was getting ready to have my dinner. What did you expect me to do?" I asked her calmly, even as pain throbbed in my head."Did you dare talk back to me?" Anala snarled, stepping forward into my room."Oh, I see you need me to put you in your place. Since you forgot where you are?" She laughed, but I maintained an expressionless face."What do you want?" I asked her calmly, not in the mood for her games. We didn't get along before, and I wasn't hoping to start now."Do you want to know what I want?
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Ethan's POV:When I reached home, I watched my driver pull into the driveway and park. As I got out of the car, my bodyguards welcomed me, but I strode into the mansion. The house felt quiet as the maids greeted me upon my arrival.I wanted to retreat to my room on the top floor, but my interest piqued about what Isabella was up to. Had she signed the contract I presented to her?I moved to her door and knocked. There was no response. When I turned the knob, the door unlocked, and I saw Isabella lying on the bed. She appeared peaceful. Her blonde locks scattered over the bed, and her face seemed relaxed. My eyes drank in her exquisite form, and I felt a pang in my heart that I had almost forced myself on her.My father's words replayed in my mind: I had to welcome a bride. Why not marry Isabella? My mind buzzed, but I knew the risk.Getting married as a mafia lord was risky. Our wife could come under attack, and enemies could use that to force us into releasing some of our deals or in
Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord Chapter 70
Isabella's POVAs I lay on the bed in my room, sleeping, I felt the intense presence of someone hovering above me.My eyes swung open, and I sprang up immediately, shocked to see that Ethan had returned. He stood next to my bed, his gaze fixated on me. My eyes darted to the wall clock, and I saw it was 4 p.m."Good evening," I greeted Ethan, moving back on the bed. My palms reached for the bedsheet, and I grasped it to cover my chest.When did he return? What was he doing in here?"Have you signed the documents yet?" Ethan asked, his voice dangerously calm, and I dreaded his reaction if I mentioned I hadn't."No. I mean, I want to," I spluttered, getting out of the bed.My heart raced, and I moved to the wooden drawer and swung it open.Sweat broke out on my forehead. I grasped the pen and looked at the file."I don't want to have your child," I said, meeting his gaze."You don't have a say in it. My house, my rules. I purchased you, so I choose what goes on in my home.""It's agains
Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord Chapter 69
Angela's POV:After speaking with Isabella on the phone, I felt better for the first time in ages.I turned to return to my class. We had a practical course to study human anatomy. So far, my mind was saturated. My gaze remained focused as I wore the latex glove and concentrated on the lecturer's teaching and description.After a hectic day in class, the day drew to a close as the lecture ended and we were dismissed.When I stepped out of the classroom, Florence walked up to meet me. She held her handbag as we walked side by side."So tell me, Angela. What do you have in mind this weekend? Would you like to attend my party? I am planning on hosting a birthday party," she asked, her tone laced with excitement.Would Richard allow me to attend the party? I didn't know, but I forced a tight smile and looked over at Florence."Florence, I don't know if I will be able to attend your party," I told her, my tone apologetic."Why?" Florence exclaimed sadly. "But I want you to attend it. Pleas
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Isabella's POV:When I got back into the room, I sank onto the bed, holding the file in one hand and my phone in the other.A knock on the door startled me. I set the phone and the file on the drawer and moved to the door to see who it was.As I swung the door open, I saw Theresa standing there, holding a tray of food in her hands."I brought your breakfast," she said with a smile, extending the tray to me."Thank you," I replied, taking the tray from her.When I looked at Theresa's smiling face, she asked, "Do you need anything else?""No, I'm fine," I replied. My mind raced as I wondered if Ethan was having an affair with his maids.But I didn't think so. I sighed and moved back into the room, set the tray on the table, and walked back to look at the file.I pulled open the second drawer, picked up the file, and kept it inside. Then I went back to sit on the white chair and have my breakfast.I picked up the soft bread—Theresa had brought three pieces for me. I ate the bread and sip
Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord Chapter 67
Isabella's POV:I woke up to the loud banging on the door, and I rushed over to see who was standing there.To my surprise, I was shocked to see Ethan standing there. He wore a black long-sleeve shirt that hugged his masculine chest, paired with black trousers and boots. His face looked smooth and fresh, like he had taken his bath."Do you want to spend time gawking at me this morning?" he asked, his expression firm."No. Sorry. Good morning. Why are you here?" I asked him, gulping heavily.His thick perfume scent filled my nostrils, and he gestured for his assistant, who I hadn't seen with him."We are here to talk business before you leave my house. May I come in? I have some business clients to catch up with," Ethan said, as he stole a glance at his wristwatch."Sure. Come in." I stepped back and made way for him to step into my room. The atmosphere thickened as Ethan strode in, followed by his assistant, who wore black."Leave us, Johnson," Ethan ordered, and the muscular man in b
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