บททั้งหมดของ Mafia King's Fiancé: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

He walked out of the room despite the voices that shouted out to him. He was mentally tired and done with what he had to say. What else he could say anyway? Comforting sh*ts? No thanks. He himself needed a shrink after all this or God bless he was going to cause atrocities.He put on his Aviator classic ic! and took the coat the Butler handed him and hanged it on his shoulder. He was in plain button-down ash grey shirt and khaki jeans from yesterday and Trainers shoes.He hadn't shaved for days and his hairs weren't in their usual styled look. He shoved his fisted left hand in his pocket. His face was expressionless with his sharp jaw clenched.He looked rugged but handsomely rugged. In a wild way, he had a charm about himself. He was like a man right out of GQ shoot.The halfway were familiar and a walk through them was fueling his temper, last time it was her he walked by, crossing these halfways. The woman would do herself a favour to not appear in

It wasn't something possible but...when a man like Andres said it. It was hard not to believe. A man like him didn't joke or lie, it was below him to.His statement followed a hollow silence that if a person wasn't aware they would assume it was a noman land. Even Sandra was looking at him with a horrified expression. She lived with him but he was saying it like...After the dead-silence for what felt like a fragment of stretched eternity, they were about to pool their questions in.Donnavon, who was standing by the side started laughing, shook his head and stepped closer to him, "Is that what you grandsons of mine are playing now? Sharing?"Sandra face turned red like all the other Astor family. They had their hands fisted and eyes glaring. Sandra was about to retort but Andres held her hand and pulled her back in his embrace.It wasn't wise to put her on The Old Giannini's radar when already there were people hunting her. He couldn't do a thing to his gran

He had heard a lot about her in the last half hour but still, she was a stranger to him. It was even obvious that she was no familiar entity to Tylor either.She was a mystery. An unsolved mystery.The more you unfolded and the more she reeled you in. Like a maze she entrapped you and like a vain, she clutched you.He gazed at Tylor who was gazing at the boot of his car in thought."Where can I find her?"Tylor head snapped in Luca direction in horror as he had just confessed having s*x on his parent's matrimonial bed, then he shook his head solemnly "See, as a brother, I would give you a piece of sincere advice. Let her go and just...just don't think about the baby anymore because in any case if we will see Svetlana again or not, you are never seeing the baby. The baby will go to the Kuznetsov's."Luca gave him his most murderous glare and he was a comment away from beating him to a pulp. There was no baby but even the talk of

There was no benefit of hanging to a broken thread...It was her blood that was painting the ground, too much blood. Luca felt his own blood boiled looking at her spilt life-fluid being contaminated on the dirty floor. His urge to spill blood intensified. Everyone felt the murderous aura and froze with their fixated on the man of power.Without taking his eyes off the dried crimson blood of his beloved. He demanded, his voice dry, cold and horse without a trace of emotion in his lifeless eyes, "Where?" Dean stiffened and Vincenzo ears perked at once and he could feel the fear seeping in his veins. His Master was asking where Svetlana's...body was.But the girl was in a condition... He had felt his heart had jumped in his throat when he had seen her first, the gruesome condition she was in now. He gulped and lead the way.Luca followed him like he was on autopilot but Dean stood there rooted to the ground.They crossed the

"Help me bath!""Ye...Yes," the woman nodded her head furiously and rushed out of the room.Svetlana subconsciously touched her belly. They knew she wasn't pregnant. They would have run tests on her and now they almost had nothing to threaten the Giannini's with so she was practically useless. She was right to fear for her life.She would have to find another way out of here. Leo wouldn't think twice before killing her in cold blood and she couldn't sleep with her one eye open all night.She wanted to slam her head against the wall. It was like she escapes from one hell to fall in the other abyss. At least she knew Luca wouldn't kill her.So it was obvious there was really no escape, then why shouldn't she kill them all. All she wanted was an honest life but they have to cling to her. They will regret dragging her to this game! Nobody plays it better than her...She was going to kill them all once she gets her hands on them but her curr