/ Mafia / The Mafia's Willing Prey / ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVE

공유

ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVE

작가: Betty__Kris
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-09-30 16:37:48

ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVE

The moment she pointed her middle finger at him, she noticed how his shoulders got all tensed up and the anger in his face increased even more.

But she didn't care…didn't care at all.

Isabelle flinged her hair at him, and turned her back towards him, totally ignoring his presence.

She wanted his attention and now she was finally getting it.

“You seem happy!” Sophia shouted over the music, the moment they found themselves again.

“He's here, and he's angry,” Isabelle laughed, throwing her hands in the air while still dancing.

“And that's a good thing for you?”

“I don't care. I just hate him. I hate him so much.”

“No you don't, and I'm sure you know that. You're in love with him. Even a blind person can tell just by hearing how you speak of him,” Sophia stated.

“No, I'm not. I'm just confused about my feelings. He doesn't love me and I don't love him either. Period!” Isabelle said, denying the truth. “Can we just stop talking about him please? It's my birthday an
이 책을 계속 무료로 읽어보세요.
QR 코드를 스캔하여 앱을 다운로드하세요
잠긴 챕터
댓글 (1)
goodnovel comment avatar
Smruti Priya Sahoo
when will you update the next chp?
댓글 모두 보기

최신 챕터

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN

    ONE-HUNDRED AND SEVENTEENLOCATION~ISTANBUL, TURKEY—This scene takes place in Istanbul, Turkey where the Russian Port is located on the edge of the Bosphorus Strait.~~~~~~~~~~He should have followed her home. He shouldn't have left her alone in her drunken state, and Alessandro hated the fact that he was only thinking this way because a part of him would have loved to see what her reaction would be to his surprise decoration—how she would feel when she finds out that he had followed her to the mall today while she was shopping with Sophia, had seen how excited she was about today and had made up his mind to do something that her murderer of a father wouldn't be able to do at that point.A part of him had really… really wanted to see that. A part of him that he despised so much. But rather than accompany her home and watch her reaction to the surprise, here he was on a plane to Istanbul about to accomplish one of his set out plans with his men—to destroy the port and shipments of Al

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN

    ONE-HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN“He doesn't love me. All these…all these is a lie. It’s a trap,” she murmured to herself, stepping backwards while shaking her head refusing to accept what was before her.She walked towards the bed where the balloons were placed, and began popping them one after the other till she popped them all. Her phone beep dragged her attention from the balloons. Grabbing her phone, she slid across the screen to see four texts.One from an unknown number and the other three from Sophia. She clicked Sophia’s first.|___________________|Where are you, Izzy?|___________________|Are you safe?|___________________|Just asked one of these cutebody guards of yours.He said you're home already.Please, stay safe.See you at work.Love you.|_____________________|With her heart hammering, she tapped on the other unopened message.|_____________________|Unknown: I can help you. But only, if you want to be helped.I can help you escape from him.And he'll never find you.J

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN

    ONE-HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN“Get off me!” Isabelle yelled out, smacking him on the chest, multiple times than he counted. “You're hurting me,” she added, reminding him of his firm grip on her hands which were above her head.“I'm not letting you go till you tell me what your problem is.”“My problem? My problem! You're my husband and it's my birthday and you didn't…you didn't care to wish me at all,” Isabelle yelled again, while still smacking him repeatedly on the chest.“Is that what this is about? Is that why you let that sore loser kiss you?” Alessandro asked, unbothered.Isabelle froze the instant those words got out. It made her realize that he didn't care if it was truly her birthday or not. At some point, she was thinking maybe he didn't realize or probably forgot, but hearing him utter those words told her that he really…really did not care what day it was.Drunk or not, the truth sank in real deep.Wiping the tears off her face, she looked him in the eye and said, “And I'll let

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN

    ONE-HUNDRED AND FOURTEENNow he cares?Now he gives attention?Only because she walked right into this room to dance on a pole. That was all she needed to do to get his attention?She found herself laughing. Isabelle wasn't sure if it was the effect of the glasses of strawberry margarita she had or the fact that it took her to do these just to get him to focus on her on her birthday or if it was both.“What the fuck do you think you're doing?” Alessandro asked, his facial expression not hiding how he was feeling. “Wait…are you drunk?”Isabelle laughed again. “Not. Your. Business.”“Of course everything you do is my fucking business. No matter how hard I try, you'll always get to me,” Alessandro revealed, not knowing why he even said that at all because it felt more intimate than he was ready to let on.“Leave me alone. I don't want you touching me,” Isabelle moved frantically against him, trying to release herself from his firm grip but that only made him tighten it even more.“Can yo

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN

    ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN-Two ScenesIf being insane was human, it would be this woman—Isabelle.What was she doing?What was on her goddamn mind?Alessandro looked around at all the men who had no idea who she was, but he wasn't going to sit here and watch them eye-fuck his wife. Few minutes ago, he sent Luciano to ask her to leave but Luciano had sent him a returning text saying she refused to leave. He was just about to go downstairs and teach her a fucking lesson, not until she came up here all on her own. Looking back, her friend was nowhere in sight. So how the fuck did she gain access in here?He had known when she came in because Nicholas had told him she was here with her annoying friend. His words, not Alessandro’s.And when he confirmed it, there she was, sitting and laughing at the bar with a total stranger. Wearing what could make bloods boil and heads turn for her. A dress that could make him go on his knees for her. He should be the one earning that laugh and smile from

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVE

    ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVEThe moment she pointed her middle finger at him, she noticed how his shoulders got all tensed up and the anger in his face increased even more.But she didn't care…didn't care at all.Isabelle flinged her hair at him, and turned her back towards him, totally ignoring his presence. She wanted his attention and now she was finally getting it. “You seem happy!” Sophia shouted over the music, the moment they found themselves again.“He's here, and he's angry,” Isabelle laughed, throwing her hands in the air while still dancing.“And that's a good thing for you?”“I don't care. I just hate him. I hate him so much.”“No you don't, and I'm sure you know that. You're in love with him. Even a blind person can tell just by hearing how you speak of him,” Sophia stated.“No, I'm not. I'm just confused about my feelings. He doesn't love me and I don't love him either. Period!” Isabelle said, denying the truth. “Can we just stop talking about him please? It's my birthday an

더보기
좋은 소설을 무료로 찾아 읽어보세요
GoodNovel 앱에서 수많은 인기 소설을 무료로 즐기세요! 마음에 드는 책을 다운로드하고, 언제 어디서나 편하게 읽을 수 있습니다
앱에서 책을 무료로 읽어보세요
앱에서 읽으려면 QR 코드를 스캔하세요.
DMCA.com Protection Status