Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Mistaken Bride: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Andre's POV A sardonic smile lifts up the man's face making him look more handsome in the glorious illumination of the nightclub.It makes me smile too beneath my mask.He has been coming for days now. I have noticed him just like how I got his attention the very first day he got here.He reminds me of him. He reminds me of that monster, Xavier because of his goddamn handsomeness and I am being careful not to fall into a trap again like the last time Xavier almost caught me.I'm been laid back now because I haven't received any call from mother yet. No warning calls.She usually calls whenever she has information about his men being around and what I do is to disappear into thin air.The game of hide and seek so far with Xavier is exhilarating. It makes my head swell so much with pride and makes me enjoy the game all the more. The more frustrated he is, the more happy I become. It makes me feel fulfilled and I am ready to keep up with this for as long as it can lasts.But one thing i

Andre's POV In a moving car and with a banging headache, I flicker my eyes open. The brightness from God knows where makes me shut my eyes back immediately. Then I open it back only to collide my gaze with that of the strange. The strange familiar man from earlier. The same man I found attractive and damn good looking. It's bewildering how attractive I find him. His dark brown hair looks thick and silly and the little stumble on his jaw accentuates his manliness making me suck a breath. The tuxedo he is changed in now makes him look like a god. I suck in another breath when it sinks it. I was in the dressing room after a strip dance when Andre and Mathew came in and I lost consciousness. My eyes widen in fear as I let it shift to the man before me again. Fear slither down my spine at my mistake. My yet again recklessness. I should have known he was working for Xavier. I shouldn't ignore my instinct but I was too drawn by his attractiveness allowing it to cloud my mind. All I

Jasmine's POV Calmly, I squat down beside the pool and let my hand touch the water as a smile touches my lips, even though it is cold. I am intrigued by the beauty of this pool and it is tempting me to go inside. I am not really an expert when it comes to swimming but I love water so much. But I don't have a swimsuit and I can't go in my full clothes. Sighing loudly, I sit at the edge and let my leg drift into the waters, calming my entire existence and taking me to another world of imagination as my eyes drift close. I don't know how long I am sitting here or how long I have my feet in the water until I hear the approaching sound of someone's feet. I flutter my eyes open immediately and turn slightly with a cold glare, thinking it is the guard again. The other one must have stayed back in the house. Surprisingly, it isn't the guard. It is the one person who makes me feel a whole lot of emotions. The same person who makes me feel irate and the same person who makes a shiver of

Jasmine's POV Xavier's smile seems to be like a dream making me sit upright to see if I am actually imagining it. As soon as my hands leave his body, the car comes to a screeching halt making him avert his gaze from me. "We are here", he informs me as his guards come down from the car to open the door for us. Instead of going out, Xavier sits still, signaling to the men to do something. They disappear. "Can you speak Italian?" he suddenly asks out of the blue, his expression hard and unsmiling. I've never been out of America. Not even out of Chicago all my life. How then am I supposed to learn the language spoken here? However, a lot of men who come to the restaurant speak the language and I find it fascinating but I don't understand a word. Slowly, I shake my head. Curiosity eats at me at the reason for the sudden question. Where are we? Where are we going? A frustrated sigh leaves his mouth. I continue to stare. He curse beneath his breath and look up at me before orderin

Jasmine's POV The thought of going out to get Grandma a gift is what woke me up this morning. The joyful feeling since we arrived here last night and the happiness associated with the gift she gave me which I haven't been able to bring myself to unwrap is something I haven't felt in years.She reminds me of parental love. The same love which I was deprived of. She makes me feel like this is home, where I ought to be all these years.I feel indebted to people easily.Right now, I already feel indebted to her. The moment she gave me that gift, I felt indebted which is why I haven't unwrapped the gift even though curiosity is eating at me.I want to get her something. Then finally, I can open the gift to see what is inside.A smile has been plastered on my face right from where I woke up, stretching my whole body as I yawned loudly, only to realize Xavier wasn't in bed with me.I can literally count the number of times I woke up to see him in bed with me. He is always out and working o