LOGINHer husband, the heir to a mafia organization mysteriously dies. To keep the peace between both families, she is forced to marry his ruthless brother. He is cold, calculating, and has enemies who would kill her just for his last name, and she…..well she simply just wants to save herself from the brink of ruin. He says he’ll never touch her, she says she doesn’t want him. They both think the other is hiding something and they’re both right. Love, lust, power, angst. Two opposites, forced together by unfortunate circumstances. Will they prevail? Or will fate further drift them apart?
View MoreChapter 22–The Mafia gala(4) It felt like she was being drawn into a whirlpool of temptation as he placed the necklace around her neck. It was cold against her skin, she felt a lump in her throat as his hand made contact with her body—who knew a mere physical touch could trigger something this visceral inside of her. Vincent commended his self control as he clasped the necklace behind the nape of her neck. He still didn’t like this woman, however he was a man at the end of the day —a man with urges, sexual urges and she was triggering them at the moment. He was trying so hard not to look, not after their lady argument, he couldn’t let her leave without jewelry and the one he placed on her complimented her skin perfectly. “Thanks.” She choked out, carefully evading to meet his gaze. “ I can’t let the rest of them think our family is too cheap to afford a diamond.” She was silent as they left for the car. Joseph was awestruck, just returning from
Chapter 21–The Mafia gala(3) He wanted to end it all, send her packing, drop everything and retreat to his island. Coming here was a mistake, he thought as he parked the car in front of the house. She never responded like he’d wanted. Instead she remained mute, they arrived and she got out pf the car without as much saying a word to him. It was harsh, he knew that, he didn’t want to regret his actions but that feeling of guilt couldn’t be washed away no matter how hard he tried. Dinner was quick. A new cook had arrived and made them pot roast. Joseph chattered all through, despite the other two eating their dinner in silence. Victoria didn’t even bother to indulge, slicing through the tender beef and barely looking up. Vincent was the same. He was too angry to speak, his meeting with his father bringing back memories he’d fought to suppress with all his might. After a while Joseph took the hint and also went mute, and Dunenr passed without question. Vict
Chapter 20–The Mafia gala(2) “What are you getting at?” He asked her. She was starting to breathe heavily. He was right—what was she getting at?? “Forget it.” She snapped as she went into the car, slamming the door really hard in the process. Vincent’s face creased into a scowl as he also went into the car. He couldn’t help but attribute her sudden outburst to her monthly visitor, a sexist assumption but one he couldn’t help but consider regardless. He was barely talking to Elizabeth. She kept on chattering about her visit to Paris and her broken marriage, and also slipped in the keycard to her hotel room. It was a sheer invite, one which he declined as he broke the card in half when Victoria wasn’t looking. The car ride back to the house was silent, the tension looming in the air was able to break a termite in half. She remained her focus ouyaide the window, taking it all in—her feelings, her emotions, it was all warped and confusing. Vincen
Chapter 19–The mafia gala “What??” Victoria and her mother shot to her feet. He hated how she always made him repeat himself, “Maximof’s headstone has been stolen. We have to go home.” Victoria’s eyes watered, “Wh…who would do such a thing???” He didn’t know, frankly he barely cared either. He was tired, running on only a few hours of sleep and being the only son, every damned problem was left for him to solve. He grunted as he made his way back to the car, popping a mint into his mouth as his wife kept on egging him down with incessant questions. “Have they been caught yet??” “Do we have CCTV cameras??” “Who would do such a horrible thing?” She bursted into tears again and he rolled his eyes. The damned woman has a tendency to ball her eyes out at every given inconvenience, he was a starting to find it frustrating. She sniffed as they reached outside the gate, when she suddenly realized she’d forgotten the say goodbye to her
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