Semua Bab Broken by the Billionaire Mafia!: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Belle's POV I watched her smile trickle to the floor. Her smile could light up an entire room- A lighthouse in human form. She looked like a goddess. The diamonds on her neck screamed of immense wealth and luxury she was accustomed and born into, her wedding dress made of the best pearls man could find which accentuated her hourglass figure. Her skin tone shone brightly oiled. The crown on her head, her light make up seemed expertly done. I moved to the bride and her handsome groom. He didn't look bad at all. The most fashionable male in the room. “Good luck to the most beautiful bride and her groom. I can hardly believe you are here looking this happy and beautiful in one piece. Thank you for being the prince charming she waited for all these years.” “Thanks Belle.” he smiles, showing his sets of perfect teeths. His voice sends chords of goosebumps on my toes, nipples and stomach. Perfect iro

“Where are you taking me to? You're hurting my wrist please I'm begging you.” I slammed her hard against the wall that caused a thud with my huge arms caging her before she slips from my fingers from her tiny frame. “Are you ready to accept the rejection?” “Why should I reject my ma-te?” She stuttered nervously in disbelief on what I said. I acted as a good son before my father like I accepted the mate thingy and wanted to know my mate better only to get her aside and do the unexpected. “This claws of mine will rip your heart open and I'll so break you till you amass to chunks of flesh and bones if you disobey my orders. I hate the mate bullshit and if you refuse to reject me I'll be the perfect husband and mate to the public eye...” I lean closer to her earlobe licking her ear and watched her shiver from the simple contact. Damn this mate bond thing. I could feel it too like electric collision jamming to the other. “...but I'll make you see hell and would send you a me

Anarietta POV The talking clock clicked for the longest time my brain cells could process. Guess I'm still slow at everything. I slipped on my slippers and walked into my bedroom for a morning wash. My eyes connect to the mirror to see my big glasses and brittle hair sliding out of my hair bonnet in style. Thank the moon goddess it has been five years free from school pressure and the bullies. I slipped out of my sleeping suit by unbuttoning my sleep dress one after the other and pulled the skirt down before walking into the bathing tub and felt the cold water embrace my skin as I take a dip. My head resting on the bath layer as I let the water bubble while I take in my life for the past five years. One would think the years might have a difference in my life or better still a slight difference but nothing has changed. The things that have changed is the proportion of my boobs and the roundness of my ass. I still get nervous around strangers and people scares me. I s

Broken By the Billionaire Mafia Chapter two The constant ringing of my phone was buzzing like crazy, and I slowly opened my eyes and looked sideways with sleepy eyes. As I used my hands to scan the couch when my hands got in contact with my phone. It was Linda calling and had already called three times when I scrolled my phone. I looked at the time on my phone and realised it was thirty minutes to prepare before the party starts. A follow-up text from Linda buzzed through my phone and it said she was almost there to pick me up. That's Linda for you so caring and possessive of her bestie! Linda had since that night won my heart, once my eyelids flung open and I took in my environment. My eyes met a coffee by the bedside, and a note that said, "Don't move. I figured you'll have a headache, so I went to get you some meds." Which was followed up with a heart-shaped card. That gesture was one of the sweetest things I've experienced in months. A

CROSS POV John's pulse was faint and I knew if he was not rushed out in time to the hospital he might not survive it.Fuck how careless could I be? I knew John was stubborn, the young man wanted his freedom and not to be watched 24/7. I should have checked on John in his bedroom when I noticed an unusual silence. John wasn't the type to stay silent for a long period. The alarm clock buzzed continuously in his bedroom and I noticed a problem when he wasn't shutting it out. So I quickly got to his bedroom after a while and searched the entire room and John wasn't found.After searching, going through the entire house, and asking Roseline if she had seen him which came out negatively.Then my brain remembered the watch I gifted John. That was the only saving grace, I put a tracker on that watch to help me locate the young man's whereabouts in situations like this. I decided to check if he wore the watch, so I searched John's room and the watch wasn't found. It meant only on