Eliot Duke's Affair: The Mistress of Bali のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

“Romanov Salvador kicked your ass—that’s what has been spreading across the district.” Spencer, one of the youngest Cordova chuckled at him. Alejandro scowled. He is not on the mood to tolerate his taunting. What more was that when his father expressed his disappointment upon telling him how did it goes. Romanov knew the stolen goods and so they are force to pay for it. “Damn it!”SMASH. Alejandro cursed loud. He was swearing. Madly as he pushed away everything on the table. They fell, breaking into pieces, while Spencer laughs. “He really get to you, didn’t he?” He chuckled. Alejandro grabbed him by the collar, “Laugh at me again, and I’ll fucking slit your throat in spite of the fact that you are my brother—”“Are we?” The smile on his lips never left in spite of his threat. “As far as I know, we are not brothers by blood, you do not belong on our family—”Before Spencer could continue to his words, Alejandro punched him on the face.“YOU BASTARD!”He hated it.His growl caught

How can another woman same as her be present there? It was unusual that she found herself following the sound where it was coming from. The laugh lead her be to a garden where the roses blooms as it bathed towards the golden array of the sun. When she woke up the next day, Italia was alone. The sun was already shining brightly, and the empty space beside her was cold. The traje de boda was nowhere to be seen, and everything seems to be already neatly arrange as if yesterday were nothing, but all dreams of lust, and repine longing that Gustavio could still be soften by her. She sighs. The double doors of her room opened. “Miss.” It was Tristan, her personal butler. “Mr. Salvador ask me to send you at the dining table.”“Tell him that I wasn’t in the mood—”“It was an order, Miss.”Her fist curled up, and clenched. “An order, huh?”Italia doesn’t like the sound of it, but what can she do? Whose fault was it to be here kissing Gustavio Enriquez Salvador’s ass? Probably hers. “I’m

WARNING FOR 18+ This may involve scenes that is not appropriate for a young reader.Everything was a mess, even Iwas in the state of shock for what happened. The large bed in the presidential suite I was lured in was crumpled, evidently suggesting about what occurred last night.Clothes lay on the floor, tattered dress, undergarments, socks and shoes thrown carelessly.Anna felt fear while staring at the man’s godly features, although his eyes was glaring at her viciously. His gaze are intense as if he wanted to kill her and the coldness coming from them sent chills to the bone.He was mad, he was beyond furious as he clutch her wrist—hard.“You fucking wrench! How dare you tricked me?!” He didn’t, she was the one who had been tricked by her own parents.“Get the hell out of here or I will fucking tear you into shreds!” His voice thunders across the room.“Ouch!” Anna flinched, when he harshly let go of her hand.A throbbing pain made her fumbled, but she worries more than that.She f

It’s unusual, but David and her quietly get along. The middle age man seems fun, he knows a lot of things that Anna finds interesting. “I never knew that you also likes to paint!” She was ecstatic. Not even from her family she could talk like this. She was always wary of them. Both of her father and her mother hated her and Natasha, the only sister she has loathed the fact that she was on that family. Treated like a maid, she had no idea that this moment will come where she would find somebody on this man, whom she can talk freely. David chuckled, “I do. In fact, I have quite a few collections that I kept. I’ll be happy, if you would see them.”“Oh, I would love to—!” Anna was full of glee. Her happiness is overwhelming, only to be reminded that it won’t be long. How can she forgotten? Anna is not here to enjoy, but she was brought her to be a wife, yet how ironic that she was not even introduced to the table that Romanov was invited to joined with. Her heart aches for no apparen

It didn’t take long. Half an hour, multiple unfamiliar cars screeched to a halt right outside the Mason’s mansion. The guards who were on duty looked baffled, they were dumbstruck especially, when men who were clad on expensive black suit marched as if they own the place.“Who are you? Leave this instant or we’re calling the police!”“You can’t just barge in here…!”“What’s all with the commotion?” When Mathew Mason, Anna’s father heard that unknown men were marching into his mansion, he rushed out, but fear engulfs him when he took a peek.They looks intimidating, that mad him scared shitless—but who the hell sent them?“We wanted Anna Mason. Give her to us and nobody needs to be hurt.”Mathew realizes something.Who else would want that little wrench of a daughter he has anyway?Of course it had to be that old man, who had paid for her the previous night! The fact that he fancy Anna made him disgusted at the same time relieved because he gain a lot by selling her, out of the house,