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Chapter 73

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-02-11 05:16:07

JOAN’S POV

I woke up that morning feeling like something inside me had shattered into a million pieces.

My eyes opened slowly, and for a few seconds, I just stared at the ceiling. I turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand.

It was 7:23 AM. I had barely slept three hours.

How could I sleep after what happened last night?

My chest tightened as the memories came flooding back.

I remembered everything - Derrick's office. His cold, commanding voice. The way he had touched me, controll
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  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 74

    JOAN’S POVBea sat back down, still fuming. "Who does she think she is? Talking to people like that."I sighed and reached over to squeeze her hand. "It's okay, Bea. That's just how Sarah is. Don't let her get to you."Bea shook her head. "She's rude. I don't like her.""I don't either," I admitted. "But there's nothing I can do about it. Let's just focus on the wedding, okay?"Bea nodded, but I could tell she was still upset. She took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Okay, fine. Let's keep going."We were in the middle of looking at flower arrangements when there was a knock on the door. I looked up to see Santi standing in the doorway. He had his usual stoic expression on his face."Miss Joan," he said in his deep, calm voice. "Sir Derrick asked me to inform you that he will call you later this evening."My heart skipped a beat. Derrick wanted to talk to me?I swallowed hard and nodded. "Okay. Thank you, Santi."Santi nodded and turned to leave, but before he could, Bea let out a

  • The Mafia's Contract    Chapter 73

    JOAN’S POVI woke up that morning feeling like something inside me had shattered into a million pieces.My eyes opened slowly, and for a few seconds, I just stared at the ceiling. I turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand. It was 7:23 AM. I had barely slept three hours.How could I sleep after what happened last night?My chest tightened as the memories came flooding back. I remembered everything - Derrick's office. His cold, commanding voice. The way he had touched me, controlled me, made me feel things I didn't want to feel. The way he had dismissed me afterward like I was nothing, like I meant nothing.I squeezed my eyes shut and pulled the blanket over my head, trying to block it all out. But it was useless. Every single detail was burned into my mind. I could still smell his cologne. I still remembered the feel of his hands on my skin, the sound of his breathing, the look in his eyes when he dismissed me. I felt my stomach twist with shame.I had stood there and

  • 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

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