Stolen by the Mafia King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

[Juliette’s POV]Skirt up, thighs widened, feet on the wooden top, I opened up nicely for him. The memory of his magical skills nearly busted my heart out of my ribcage. “Ralph… hurry….” Why isn’t he doing anything but… watching? God, it’s so erotic, I could just come with it. My knees felt weak so he grabbed them to keep them apart. Wide apart to continue the full view. And the longer he waited, the more nervous I got, the more soaked I was down there. “Are you going to train the kids too?” He asked out of nowhere. “To carry themselves better in the name of the Virtus. Yes—.” I swallowed a breath. “I’ll train them the same way we do—oh shit!” He kissed my aching desire—right in the middle. Then his fingers spread the lips and he started French kissing. “Oh mmph!” The pleasure was too much. Zapped the energy out of my limbs. He paused and muttered, “Keep talking, kitten. Your proposal.” Jesus…. I swallowed another breath, but another wave of euphoria swarmed up my throat, clog

[Juliette’s POV]The columns of the excel sheet stared back innocently. Another one. I clicked on the box and the screen prompted for a password. In a deep inhale, I typed in the numbers and letters and pressed ENTER. Instantly, the greyed boxes cleared to reveal the costs of each item. These are exclusive to Lux Corp. Decades of business development and PR work by the head of the Lux Clan. Papa said it’s important that only the CEO of Lux Corp—and the future heir—have access to them. The family treasure. But Papa had given everything to Ralph, didn’t he? That means Ralph is the CEO now. Surely he would be given the passcode to access these values. So why do I have to keep unlocking all these codes for him?Something deep inside me, a tiny voice, sprang on me like a Jack-in-the-box. Am I… Am I not supposed to?Confusion slumped my back against my chair. My phone buzzed against my desk and I wearily picked it up. It was Ralph. ‘I’m reaching in ten minutes.’ That sultry deep vo

[Juliette’s POV]Everyone said that I’ve got Papa’s eyes. The Lux purple eyes. A symbol of the gift that runs only in the Lux family line. Only the head of the Lux family inherits this gift, which makes me the head of the Lux family when Papa retires. Ever since I was born, I’ve been training for the day I take over as the new head of the Lux family. And yet…. As my eyes traced down the outline of my gown, I kept feeling a sense of deja vu as memories kept pouring in, flooding my mind, pumping my heart. A year ago, today, I was right here in front of a mirror, admiring my dream gown, about to go to my wedding to my enemy. Today, I’m still admiring my gown, about to go to my first wedding anniversary with my loving husband. Ralph and I found love in each other, despite us wanting to squeeze each other’s throats at first. I wished Papa could see us now. He’d be delighted. Papa always wanted the two families to unite. Didn’t he always say that it’s better to have another friend th

[Juliette’s POV]‘So Dr. Rose lied too when she told me last week that Papa made no improvement,’ I said quietly, staring out the window at the shophouses that were far away from the hotel. ‘She had to,’ Uncle Jerry replied mechanically. ‘She wanted so much to share the good news with you, but I insisted that we stick to the plan.’ I swallowed my tears and forced a smile. ‘Thank goodness she did.’ ‘I knew you'd catch up fast.’ A warm hand patted my shoulder. ‘So the divorce papers that Ralph and I signed were legitimate,’ I repeated in my usual business tone. ‘The opportunity presented itself. So I took it.’ His hand left my shoulder as he sank back against the expensive leather. ‘I had to give you an exit by the time he wakes.’ ‘And this is also part of my father’s plan.’ ‘Brilliant, isn’t it?’ he chuckled. Uncle Jerry’s laugh used to be like the encouragement of a brand new day, the cheerful warmth of the morning sun. Now, that same laugh felt disgusting. Something rumbled

[Harold’s POV]The second he opened his eyes, he smiled. He had never felt such elation. What do they call it? Rebirth. Yes. Kids nowadays are into this thing: I was reborn as so and so…. Well, he was reborn back to himself—but better. Without his whorish wife to take half his fortune and her fuck boy to steal from him, he was free to continue his plans. His body was weaker than before, but that didn’t matter. He has Jerry. Good ol’ Jerry has proven to be more loyal than he promised. ‘You trained her well,’ said the old friend, with satisfaction and pride in his tone. Ah, there’s his daughter. The one with the gift. The Lux gift. Those sickening purple eyes that looked like her mother’s. He smiled at the photo of her kissing that filth in the middle of the streets, in front of the row of shophouses that had just been rightfully returned to him. ‘You think so?’ Harold Lux returned the phone to his old pal and exhaled, sinking into the leather seat of the back of his limo. Jerry w