All Chapters of Deceiving the Mafia Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Orianne knew this time would come, when Vitaliya will finally inherit their group. “We will do everything that must be done for this event”, she assured him.“But please, limit the violence and fun, Mrs. Hachatrjan. I know how your usual arrangements were done and I have nothing against it. I just want it to be as peaceful as possible”, he added.“You can trust us with that. But does Vitaliya know about this?”“She will, but soon. I’m making this early request for an event bound to happen the next year. I am no longer sure on how long I’ll be breathing.”She watched him as he drank from his glass again. “You think way ahead, uncle.”“In this life we are in, we are even lucky to reach this kind of age. Somebody will always want our head, nobody’s an exception. That’s why, Mrs. Hachatrjan, it&rs

“Continue getting riled up like that and you’ll be giving your men a show”, Asani, Amos’ younger brother teased as he sat down where Oriana used to. Amos pulled Oriana to his lap, still his hand wrapped around her waist. He rested his hand on her lap which she immediately darted her eyes on. She slowly rested her left hand on his right hand. With her eyes still on Asani, she pinched Amos’ hand. The pain was like an electricity that travelled from his hand to his whole body. “I thought you were with your boss”, Amos said as he slowly recovered from the electrifying pain. His hand was now the one resting on Oriana’s hand.“She’s resting at the moment. So she is my sister-in-law?”Oriana can see how Asani is opposite to Amos. He looked so serious and it seems that his facial muscles are locked in place. He was not the type to show emotions, unlike his brothe

Oriana watched how Amos received the box from Mr. F’s bodyguard. Why would this Yakuza leader choose to attend today’s ceremony when he despise Russian mafia groups? Could it be that he’s showing interest towards the de Santis’ precious daughter?Mr. F’s suit, embroidered with an abstract dragon, glistened when he faced the car she was in while Amos did the same. He just tapped Amos on the shoulder before heading inside his car and driving off.“So you’re not going to smoke cigarettes anymore? You’ll settle with this pipe?”, Oriana asked when Amos slid on the driver’s seat. She knew that Mr. F only gift pipes to men and kimono for women.He didn’t answer and just stared at his wife. “We’re going home.” He placed the golden box in between them and started driving.The silence was growing eerie and Oriana cannot take it anymore.“Ma