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Chapter 72

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JOAN’S POV

After dinner, I went straight to my room. I was exhausted. Dinner was a rollercoaster and all I wanted to do was crawl into my bed and sleep.

However, that wasn’t possible. Because all of a sudden, there was a knock on my door.

I groaned “Who is it?”

“It’s me” Emily’s voice came from outside “It’s Sir Derrick. He wants to see you”

At the mention of Derrick’s name, a chill ran down my spine. He said we were going to have a talk after dinner. I didn’t think he was serious about it.

I walked out of the room and made my way down the hallway till I got to his office. When I got there, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

“Come in” his deep voice said.

I opened the door. There, I saw Derrick leaning against the table, smoking a cigar. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing some of the tattoos on his forearm. His collar was open. His tie was loose. Smoke curled up in the air around him. The sight of him made my breath hitch.

“You wanted to see me” I said.

“What was that?”
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  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 72

    JOAN’S POVAfter dinner, I went straight to my room. I was exhausted. Dinner was a rollercoaster and all I wanted to do was crawl into my bed and sleep.However, that wasn’t possible. Because all of a sudden, there was a knock on my door.I groaned “Who is it?”“It’s me” Emily’s voice came from outside “It’s Sir Derrick. He wants to see you”At the mention of Derrick’s name, a chill ran down my spine. He said we were going to have a talk after dinner. I didn’t think he was serious about it.I walked out of the room and made my way down the hallway till I got to his office. When I got there, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.“Come in” his deep voice said.I opened the door. There, I saw Derrick leaning against the table, smoking a cigar. His sleeves were rolled up, showcasing some of the tattoos on his forearm. His collar was open. His tie was loose. Smoke curled up in the air around him. The sight of him made my breath hitch.“You wanted to see me” I said.“What was that?”

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 71

    JOAN’S POVThe dining hall was filled with the sounds of voices and the clinking of silverware.Every sound seemed louder than usual to me. Maybe it was because Derrick was sitting right beside me or maybe it was because his hand raised up my skirt.I swallowed hard. What the hell was he doing?His touch was like fire against my skin. His touch alone made goosebumps rise on my skin.I could feel his warmth radiating through me. The feeling sent heat down to my core. It was ridiculous how easily my body reacted to him. One tiny movement from him and I went rigid, pretending to focus on my plate while my mind was somewhere else entirely.I was trying to look composed, passing plates, giving instructions to the maids quietly whenever needed. Emily and Sarah were helping me serve while Ms. Sullivan stood at the far end, making sure everything went smoothly.“Sarah,” I murmured softly, leaning close, “we need more dessert plates for the next course. Could you-”Sarah turned to me with that

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 70

    JOAN’S POVThe meal continued. My mind was filled with exhaustion and nerves as I moved around the table, making sure every guest was served properly.Emily and Sarah helped me that night. Emily was calm and focused. Sarah, on the other hand, acted like she was doing me a favor just by being there. As usual.I looked at the dessert table and realized we would need more soon.“Sarah,” I said quietly. “Could you please bring out more of the lemon tarts from the kitchen?”Sarah paused mid-step, arching an eyebrow at me. “Can’t you see I’m busy, Joan?” she said. Her voice was filled with sarcasm. “Maybe you should fetch them yourself. You seem to enjoy giving orders.”I stared at her for a moment. There were guests all around us; I couldn’t risk a scene.Taking a slow breath, I replied evenly, “I’m asking you to do your job, Sarah. That’s all.”Her smirk widened. “Of course, Miss Perfect,” she muttered before turning on her heel and walking off, not toward the kitchen, but toward the far

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 69

    JOAN’S POVPeople talk as the remaining courses are served. My nerves buzz under my skin. Why? Because I can feel Derrick’s eyes on me as I walk around, making sure everything is okay. I pretend not to notice but I do.I move around the table, making sure everyone has what they need. Still, my awareness keeps going back who’s watching me. He’s a constant presence—too close, too silent, too sharp—and it unsettles me more than I’ll admit.Emily and Sarah help me as I serve the guests. Emily, bless her, works with her usual happy demeanor. We even crack jokes in between. Sarah… well, Sarah is another story. Sarah is her usual self.“Sarah,” I whisper as I pass her with a tray, “can you bring out more desserts from the kitchen? The ones we set aside earlier.”She pauses, lifting her chin smugly. “Why don’t you do it yourself, Joan? Since you’re so good at… managing.” The smirk on her lips makes my stomach twist.I draw in a breath. I should be used to her by now, the way she needles and

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 68

    JOAN’S POVDinners in this household were always tense. Tonight was no different.Derrick sat beside me, cold and stiff. His shoulders were squared as if the very act of sharing the same chair space as me was some sort of punishment. His jaw was tight, clenched. I pretended not to notice, but I did—every twitch of his fingers, every shallow breath, the way his hand tightened around the stem of his glass until his knuckles turned white.And Irene? Oh, Irene noticed everything too. She leaned back in her seat. Her eyes were filled with wicked amusement. She poked and prodded with words that sounded light on the surface but sank deep. She did it on purpose. She always did.But then there was Kevin.He was seated across from me, charming and easygoing. His smile was warm in a way that felt like a breath of fresh air compared to Derrick’s cold silence. He leaned forward slightly, as if the other guests were merely background noise.“So, Joan,” Kevin began. His voice was smooth, “tell me… w

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 67

    JOAN’S POVThe kiss never happened.At least, that’s what I kept telling myself over and over again.I had to. There was no time to dwell on Derrick's lips being just inches from mine… his breath mixing with mine… the way he looked at me like he was about to forget who we both were. No. I shoved the memory deep down and locked it away. I had more important things to focus on tonight.Dinner.A formal one, hosted in the grand dining hall of the mansion. The long table was dressed in cream linens and adorned with silver candleholders. Crystal glasses reflected under the chandelier, and every plate had been placed perfectly. Derrick invited some of his business partners and they hosted the dinner here.My heart pounded, not from nerves of the event, but from the pressure of making sure everything went smoothly. I was supposed to be the future lady of the house. All eyes would be on me. Every mistake would be remembered.I moved around the hall quietly, checking everything. Guests were mi

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