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Kara followed closely behind Jairo as they stepped through the glass doors. The lobby alone was enough to make her blink twice. Everything screamed wealth and power.But what caught her attention most wasn’t the luxury. It was how the moment they entered, the room changed. The staff at the reception straightened in their seats, eyes briefly darting to him before looking down again. People passing by moved aside without being asked.It wasn’t just respect but fear.Kara clutched her bag tighter as they approach a private elevator. He was about to press the button to the top floor when he paused, pulling something from the inside pocket of his jacket. A black nose mask and a pair of tinted glasses, passing it to her. He doesn't want to risk showing her face to them.Kara frowned. “Uh… what is this?”“Put them on,” he said, his tone giving no room for negotiation.“Do I at least get a reason?”“Later.” He slid his hand into her small back and guided her toward the elevator. The warmth of
Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King Chapter Twelve
The next morning, Kara woke up early and decided to make breakfast. She noticed how the kitchen was spotless, every utensil neatly arranged and the fridge was well stocked.So far, living here wasn’t as unbearable as she thought it would be. It was in fact quiet.She was still cooking when she heard slow, heavy footsteps behind her. She turned around.Jairo stood there in dark joggers and a black hoodie, his hair slightly messy, his face calm but sharper in the morning light. The casual clothes somehow made him look even more striking.For a moment, they just looked at each other. Kara’s chest tightened slightly before averting her gaze.“Good morning,” he said first, the corner of his lips twitching slightly.“Morning,” she replied, biting her inside lip before recalling something.“Did you take medicine last night?” He hummed in response even when he did not. He walked past her and pulled out a bottle of water from the fridge. Tilting his head back, he drank slowly before turning t
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It was close to lunch hours and Jairo still hadn’t come back. Little did she know that the man had left Milan for Sicily to attend a meeting about his broken engagement.There wasn’t much for her to do. The files on her desk only needed a final check before he signed them and she had already gone through them more than twice.Her eyes wandered to the pink lunchbox sitting on the corner of her desk. The sight of it made her think of the strange silver cross-viper necklace he wore.He’s so weird.Maybe gentle in some ways but always acting like his word is final.She pulled the lunchbox closer and opened it. Inside was lasagna with roasted green salad.Did he make this? She thought internally.He had promised not to hurt her, but promises didn’t mean she should trust him. She pushed the lunchbox aside and stepped out of the office.She figured she might as well walk around and get familiar with the place. Some employees glanced at her with curiosity; she gave a polite nod in return. Aft
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The next two days, Jairo stayed busy with setting up his new house. Kara had resumed to work but he hadn't revealed himself as her boss.He made sure her room matched her favorite color. Now, for the first time in a long while, he was looking forward to seeing her. Two days felt like a week.Back when they were dating, he was usually the one who cooked for them. Doing it again now brought back that old, quiet happiness; the kind that came from caring for someone you truly loved.He packed the food neatly into a pink lunchbox, then left for the company. Arriving, his employees threw curious glances at him. Not because of the lunchbox but his presence.Jairo visits his company only when he had a meeting to attend — the important ones his PA can't represent him with or Donald.He reached the office he and Kara will be sharing, his heart pounded. He didn't bother knocking and just opened the door.Kara was at her desk, going through some files. Her head turned to the door when it opened a
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Jairo's already irritated mood spiked when he entered his house and met the uninvited guest.“What the hell are you doing here?” he spat, his tone sharp and dangerous. She wasn’t just trespassing but using his father's influence.Eloise stood up quickly and walked toward him. She had been waiting up to an hour. Donald also came into view.“Asking for permission wouldn’t have worked, but I had to come. How you doing?” she asked with a nervous smile, aiming for a hug.But Jairo had other plans. He grabbed her wrist tightly, his grip hard enough to make her flinch.“One of these days, I’m going to put a bullet through your skull,” he muttered and shoved her backward. He hates it when she does this. Acting as if they were lovers.Eloise stumbled, trying to keep the frustration rising in her chest calm. His hostility kept increasing whenever they meet.“What would you have me do then?” She asked softly then raised her voice, “Like, what is it about me that makes you hate me so much? Why ar
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Kara pushed the door open and stepped into the apartment, holding it open for Jairo. He followed, tall and composed, but somehow his presence seemed too large for the tiny space. His eyes scanned the room — simple, a little cramped, but clean. Exactly what he expected. She deserves so much more, he thought. His eyes paused on a pair of men’s slippers by the door. His gaze shifted to Kara with a questioning look. She followed his line of sight and quickly spoke. “Oh… those… my roommate bought them for her ex. He used to come around. They’re not together anymore. We just kept them there for when we have male guests.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she cringed internally. Why am I explaining this? Jairo, however, only picked up on two words. “Do you have male friends, Kara?” His tone had a sudden edge to it; harder than he meant. In that split second, he was already doubting the background report Donald gave him, the one that said she was single. Kara blinked at the way he
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