Semua Bab My Back-Up Boyfriend is a Mafia Boss: Bab 161 - Bab 170

After that meeting we had, I excused myself and proceeded to my office, while the three bosses remained for further discussion. I was relieved that Ethan chose to side with me and believed my excuses. But I also know that Markus won't take that as easily. When I left the meeting, I could see the furious look he was throwing my way, but I was too pleased to even care what he would say. Whatever Markus thinks about it I don't care. All I can think about is having Elliot back. When the door to my office opened and then a furious Markus approached inside without even trying to knock, I was a bit taken aback. I flashed him a cheeky grin, but he had not even chosen to make any attempt to return the welcoming gesture I offered. Then he walked over to the front of my desk and glared at me. I am trying my best to hide the smile that is trying to get out of me just by looking at how upset and annoyed he is. "I won't agree to help support you this time, as I'm sure you already know. Ariella,

He was just about to respond, but then those words I spoke managed to stop him. He is contemplating what I just said. Of course, I know deep down in myself that I won't stop after this. If Elliot continues to resist me, I'll still come up with another plan to win him over. I am dead set on accomplishing this mission. And I would only stop once Elliot and I are together. But Markus doesn't need to know that now. What I need is for him to believe me. I need Markus to believe my words. So if I tell him that I'll stop if I fail just for him to support me, I'll say it over and over again to appease him. "Markus, what do you say?" I asked him again. He paused and turned to look at me for about a moment. He is analyzing and trying to work out if I'm telling him the truth, and I recognize this reaction from him all too well. "Just at this particular time again, Markus. Once more, I just need your cooperation. It is just you and I on this. I don't have anyone to help me any more, and you kno

Then if that is the case, he really should not bother anymore with whatever the hell is going on with Ariella and that asshole. Neither he should try to bring Ethan into the picture just to threaten Ariella to stop her relationship. Well, easier said than done for Elliot Allister. Well, to be perfectly fair to himself, he has actually been putting in a lot of effort to accomplish that goal of his. He doesn't want to be affected in whatever way by what Ari is starting with whoever the hell is. But Ariella is certainly putting forth an effort to go out of her way and get him to confess his genuine feelings for her. He is perfectly well aware that Ari has been doing everything because, as always, she needs validation and confirmation of her own feelings. Elliot huffed in exhaustion as he made his way out of the water and sat on the lounge seat near the pool. So much for him thinking of nothing and just enjoying the fine day. He told himself that he should really start thinking of nothin

Tonight is my most awaited night. I have to find all sorts of excuses to say to Ethan in order for me and Markus to be able to leave the house without any bodyguards on the trail for us. For that matter, it was even harder to ask for permission to stay out the whole night. I have to even use the college reunion card. Unknowingly, he thought that I would be meeting my friends from college, and that would be another reason why I couldn't bring any other men, and Markus' presence would suffice. I am just hoping that he will not ask his men to follow us and trail us. My excitement is all over the place while Markus drives us to the A-hotel. I cannot stop thinking about the plans that I will be making and how I am very confident that after this drama, for which I am preparing, Elliot will be the one to run after me and try to win me over. And this is me speaking in full confidence again. "You can't hide the smile, pumpkin." Markus uttered as soon as the view of the hotel came into sight

"Ariella." Markus and I came to a complete stop as he nudged me lightly on my elbow. I have an inkling who that voice belongs to. There is only one person who is that distant and commanding toward me most of the time, if not always. We exchanged glances as he leaned into my ear, "I have a feeling who that could be, and I know you do as well. So, I suppose this really is now show time for us, pumpkin. Are you ready?" I nodded my head and then proceeds to say, "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's do this, baby." Then we both turned around, still too close to one another. We spotted Brit standing in front of us now. "Ariella, what are you doing here?" He asked me bluntly, his voice tinged with displeasure. I welcomed him, "Briton," and grinned at him. "It's nice to see you here." "Ariella, can we have a conversation?" He brought me into question. "What are you doing here again?" Before I could even utter a response, Markus answered for me straight back at Brit. "You can talk to her about