บททั้งหมดของ Marrying The Devil Mafia Boss: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Abby’s POV He reached out to touch my face with the back of his hand, but I pushed him away and looked at him with hate in my eyes. "Don't you dare…" But he had so much patience that he grabbed my arm, dragged me to the table, and told me to eat. "I won't eat. I'd rather die than eat here!" "Do you really want to die? That's easy." He asked me this while looking into my eyes, and I lowered my head, unable to stare at him that long. I use the fork and the knife to cut the steak carefully while he watches me eat. He was standing in front of me, arms folded, and said, "Good girl." He put his finger on the table and slowly tapped the table while looking as I ate the meat. I looked up at him, and his eyes were still the same as before, cold. I chewed softly and felt so uncomfortable that a man was watching me eating, "Please, stop staring at me," "Why not? I'm enjoying watching a woman eating meat in front of me. You can call me, Fabian." He licked his lower lip with his sinf

[The Next Day] “Signed it.” Things are moving so quickly in my life that I don't know what it will be like when I marry a Devil Mafia Boss like him. I was so worried about it, so I asked him for a favor: "Do me a favor and keep my family from going bankrupt." "I did it already..." "What?" I stare at him with confusion, and my mind starts to wonder if I'm too naive not to know what is really going on! "All you have to do is sign the contract and that's it." I signed it with a sad heart and flung the black pen on the table out of anger. I left the living room and went upstairs, where I shut the door to my room, laid down on the bed, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath to calm myself because I was on fire right now. I wanted to scream and hurt myself badly because it felt like my soul and body were sold to hell. When nighttime came, I took a shower to get rid of all the disappointment I felt about myself. When the door opened, my eyes widened because I was so nervous to see

Abby’s POV I awoke with a severe headache, and my eyes were puffy from sobbing the day before. I feel as though my body has betrayed my mind by desiring to be touched and kissed by him. My parents did not raise me to be Fabian's prey, as it was not who I was. I take a deep breath because I will try to get out of this hell place even if it takes me every day to fail, but at least I tried. Then, when I'm ready to leave, I grab the only dress left in the closet. It's a white minidress, and I bite my lower lip as I try to wear it because it's so uncomfortable. Then, when I opened my door and looked around, I didn't see anyone. I took a step forward while tiptoeing down the stairs and when I got to the front doorstep. A guard yelled at me, "Hey! Where are you going?!" But I didn't listen to him, and I tried to open the front door, which luckily wasn't locked. Then I took one more step through the gate and heard Fabian's loud voice on the front door. I looked at him with scared eyes an

Abby’s POV "Well, I don't feel special just because I'm different..." I tapped furiously on the table with my hand. "Your family doesn't want you, Abby. I'm now your family, so you're my wife, and you signed the contract. remember?!" Then I looked into his eyes, which were as cold as ice and as deep as my soul. "What do you want me to do? What am I supposed to do as your wife then?!" "Do whatever you can to make me happy." “I’m not a clown!” I yelled at him. "No, you're not a clown but my wife. It's a responsibility of yours to please me." Then he leaned over to kiss my forehead, slammed the door, and left me in the spacious dark room. *********** I got out of bed and made an effort to investigate the goings-on in this mysterious mansion. I have no idea what the Mafia is involved in, but in my head, they are just as nasty as any other criminal, out to get rich quickly and kill anyone who stands in their way. I bring my phone along and take pictures all over the mansion. Th

Abby’s POV "Hey, wake up." He touched the side of my face while staring at me intently. I sighed and looked around. It was a beautiful modern castle. There was a line of maids waiting to greet Fabian. "Is this your home?" I take a deep breath. "My parents' place." He told me, and then he opened the door for me. Then we walked to the aisle, and I was so nervous because those maids were staring at me. They didn't look like regular maids at all. I looked over at Fabian, who was standing next to me. He seems so calm, and his eyes are straight on the front door of the modern castle. When the big door opened, his parents and a few other people were there to greet us. "Oh, is this the sweetheart babe you were telling me about?" The woman in her mid-50s looked at me and walked over to hug me. I was nervous about meeting new people, but this woman seemed so friendly and warm. "Hey, you must be Abby Miller?" She asked. "Hi, Nice to meet you." I greeted her with a kind smile even though