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Chapter 37: Bad News
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Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 38: The True Face of a Villain
[Juliette’s POV] “So we’ve hit the jackpot,” I whispered, my lips quivering in fear and anguish, my eyes glowering at the carpet floor. That jerk of an asshole Virtus… How dare he lie to me. “We’ll have to think of something else now. In the meantime, you may want to get your phone checked. I have a feeling it’s tapped.” “But Ralph wouldn’t—.” And I paused. The lump in my throat forbade me from jumping to Ralph’s defense, not when he had lied to me about helping me with the investigation and trusting me. How naive could I get! “After what just happened, I think he would, and I had proven my point, J. Shit, I gotta go. His PA is calling me, and I have to return this phone to Christine before he catches me using it.” It was then I heard his voice reverberating in the background; he was in the stairwell. I was astonished. “You’re using her phone to call Agatha?” Smart move. “I've got no choice, do I? I’m under scrutiny, J. That Ben Smith’s been hovering around me like a vul
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 39: The Inner Demons
*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL VIOLENCE.* [Juliette’s POV] His face turned from being clueless to having fathomed out my response. Taking one step closer, he taunted, “OK. Let’s hear it. Why are you blind? Your eyes look fine to me. And you look like you want to kill me. So go ahead, let me have it.” That does it. I shot up to a stand, both hands in tight fists, eyes glaring at him. “You two-face jerk.” “Two-face—? Oh….” He dropped his face on the grass and shook his head in a dry laugh. “This is something new.” I mimicked his sarcastic laugh. “Yes, it’s darn new to me too! You, being all nice and warm in front of me, and then a slimy worm behind my back.” I thought about him pretending to help and sabotaging my investigation, and more anger filled my eyes. He straightened and glared condescendingly at me. “Do you always spit on someone's kindness, or is this about me being a Virtus?" I stepped forward and jabbed a finger in his direction. “Don't you dare swing t
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 40: The Devil Unleashed
*WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL VIOLENCE.* [Juliette’s POV] I stopped struggling. Raw hatred shone from those golden swirls. He hated the word ‘mafia’. And I would know why. But I still stood by Luke’s advice—I barely knew this man; everything that I came to learn about him might have been curated by the devil himself. So what do I really know? “Do what you want and be done with it,” I forced the words out between my puckered lips. “Gladly.” He unbuckled himself with one hand. Then, his finger slipped through the strap of my thongs and tugged it hard, tearing it before he yanked it off and threw it aside. Nudging my thighs apart, he entered me in one swift blow. And an acid pain shot up my spine. I pressed my lips hard to suck it up, turning my cheek away so he wouldn’t see the tears in my eyes. I don’t want him to think of me as weak. He pulled back slightly, only to ram in deeper and harsher, striking that sweet point, and a marvellous pain consumed me.
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 41: The Heiress's Change of Plans
[Ralph’s POV] Agatha clasped her hands together in front of her apron, and calmly replied, “With all due respect, Mr. Ralph, I'm a housekeeper, not a spy.” “Then, I’ll find myself another housekeeper who's willing to expand her duties.” I turned from her. “Alright. I’ll do it.” I halted and turned back. And she elaborated in a firm tone, “Not because I’m scared of you, Mr. Ralph. I don’t work well with threats. Only respect.” I could tell that Juliette had spent a significant amount of her childhood with this woman. This was where she got her spunk. It seems that I had just been reprimanded. And, strangely, it calmed me. A tiny chuckle slipped from me, and she looked a little surprised. Turning around fully to face her, I said, “I know: you’re doing it for Juliette." “Damn right I am.” The woman lowered her voice, a motherly figure coming through her following speech. “I refused to believe the rumours, Mr. Ralph… But if they were true, then know this: you’ve taken
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 42: A Cruel Reminder
[Juliette’s POV] Julie… Agatha? Julie… A figure appeared before me. I tried to move closer. But I couldn't feel anything. I heard my desperate voice calling out to her. Mother! Mother? Is that really her? The figure cleared into the silhouette of a woman with an hourglass figure and a fist-sized hair bun. I squinted to take a better look and backed away in shock. Mother!! I cried out. My voice echoed in my mind. Where've you gone? I ran towards her. The closer I got, the more detailed her features. Are you in love with the Virtus, Julie? Her voice floated towards me. I paused and stared at her displeased look. You're in love with Ralph Virtus, aren't you, Julie? I shook my head. No, mother, it's not what it seems. I can explain... hear me out.... He's a savage, Julie! As were those before him! If you stayed married to him, it would be the end of all of us! The end of the Lux line! He would kill us all! He's the Devil! My heart sank. I… I'm not in love w
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 43: The Past Triggered
[Juliette’s POV] I arrived at the dining area for my breakfast, and, to my surprise, Ralph was at his usual seat reading off his iPad. Don’t say anything, I told myself. But, my mouth was never obedient. “Why are you here?” Without looking up, he replied in a tone that finds my question annoyingly stupid. “Last I heard, this is my mansion. So why do you act surprised to see me?” I took my usual seat, which is beside his, and frowned, equally annoyed. “Agatha said you didn’t come home last night.” I glanced down at the plate of baguette and warm soup laid on the table before me, and then back at the stone, cold face. “Naturally, that means you won’t be home for the next few days.” I sarcastically refer to his habit of taking off whenever he did something awful and shirking his responsibility. To hit him where it hurts the most, I bluntly added with a careless shrug, “That’s what I learned during my time at the Virtus Mansion. And I am proud to say that I learned it well.”
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 44: The Battle Begins
[Juliette’s POV] “Take it back,” Agatha said sharply. “Tell Joseph to cook again.” Immediately, the servants removed the plates of food from the table. “What’s wrong with the food, Agatha?” I asked, squinting in puzzlement. Agatha maintained a professional smile. “My apologies, Julie. I’ll get Joseph to make something else.” I glanced at the servants disappearing into the doorway that led to the kitchen, picturing Joseph thrashing at them for returning his food. I turned back to Agatha and asked, “But, won’t Joseph be upset? We’ve never sent something back like that.” Agatha turned to Ralph, who was staring at the table as though there was a dirty spot on it, and bowed apologetically. “Fret not, Mr. Ralph. The food will be ready in ten minutes.” Ralph gave a quick nod, and Agatha left for the kitchen. Alone with the Mafia King, I decided to confront him about Luke. Agatha had sent him dozens of texts and made numerous calls, but he hadn't responded to any of them, an
Stolen by the Mafia King Chapter 45: Wits VS Calculations
[Agatha's POV] Five days later… A dreaded feeling settled in Agatha’s chest. The party would be starting in an hour, at seven, and she had been standing at the top of the steps before the main entrance, taking stock of the guests as they streamed in. No one was snorting at her with derision. Agatha had purposely left out Julie's little plan from her daily hourly report to the new master, so why was everyone arriving in big smiles? ***** [Juliette’s POV] Today’s the day Ralph’s plan would be ruined once and for all. The Lux Mansion had been hosting numerous parties, which got bigger and grander since the very first one. I know parties; I know how they run, what makes people tick, and where the ripples would flow after a tiny stone was dropped in the pond of vulnerable prides and sensitive hearts. Once the guests saw their names misspelt on the invitation cards, they would only show up with one intention: to give their piece of mind to the head of the family—Ralph Virtus.
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