บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Mistaken Bride: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Andre's POV One touch from this man, no matter how small, always manages to send me reeling. When he rests his forehead on mine, electricity shoots down my spine, making the rest of the world fade away and bringing tears to my eyes. I fucking miss him. I thought I was never going to see him again. I was worried he would be damn mad at me for running off. Now that I am seeing him even though I don't know how he managed to come here, the first thing I did was to slap him instead of hugging the hell out of him. Someone clears her throat and my gaze shifts to my look alike. She is the replica of me. Her eyes, face and body. The only difference is the hair and the way she is watching us. I don't look at people that way. Also, she seems smaller and timid. Just then, it hit me. Alex came here with her. How come? Did he mistake her for me too just like how Xavier did? I step away from Alex who is grinning from ear to ear. "What…" I trail off pointing from him to her. I can't re

Jasmine's POV The car won't budge even after several horns from the driver.It makes me lean forward to take a look but I can't see anyone from the car. The glass is tinted black.Grayson presses the horn again before throwing the door open. I know instantly that he wants to confront them.I would have stopped him but I know we might not get out of here if he doesn't confront whoever is in the car. I am supposed to be home already but I choose to go to a bookstore to get a book before asking Grayson to drive me home.If Alex gets home before me, there would be trouble. I know Xavier will be mad at me and I don't want that.I am the angry one and I want to continue being the one angry at him.I watch Grayson knock on the car door, waiting for the person in the driver's seat to open but there is no reply.I furrow my brows in confusion. Just then, Grayson touches the back of his jeans and I see a gun appear.What the hell! Why is he coming out with a gun? This person is not a threat.

Jasmine's POV With the darkness enveloping me, I don't know how long I passed out. When I try to move, I realize I have been tied.Of course, I would be tied, I say to myself inwardly. I have been kidnapped and being tied is inevitable.There is also a blindfold over my eyes and another thing over my mouth stopping me from making any sound.The only thing I can do is to try to move, which is completely futile.After a while, I give up, letting out a deep sigh of defeat. I might not escape this. Sebastian will make sure of that.Xavier might never be able to find me. Even though he promised to protect me from Sebastian, he might never be able to stick to his promise.I'm sure Alex is in trouble. Xavier will blame him for letting me go all by myself. To be honest, I didn't give this a thought. It didn't cross my mind for a second that Sebastian would get to me today of all days. I was uncomfortable in that damn place and I needed out.Knowing that the love sick Alex needed time with h

Jasmine's POV A small smile forms on his lips when I flutter my eyes open to meet his. He is rocking back and forth on the same chair from earlier.Wait!How long have I been here? Did I fall asleep or pass out again? Was I kidnapped yesterday or has it been days?Realizing Xavier clearly told him he wasn't going to come save me, uneasiness set in. I know I don't want him to come so he won't fall into Sebastian's trap but I was hoping something would happen.Something miraculous.Obviously, I am still stuck here and might be stuck here forever.But I know I don't want Xavier to come and end up being killed. I would rather have myself serve Sebastian than watch Xavier being punished for everything that has happened.He is a proud man. He won't come just like he said.I try so hard to remain calm and satisfied with the thought that he won't come even though my insides are in turmoil.Sebastian stops rocking the chair and stands up, strolling casually towards me, the smile still on his

Xavier's POV Blood is trailing on the floor where I shot Sebastian several times but he isn't dead. There is a glint of amusement in his eyes which makes me feel mocked.Anger surges through me as I try to raise my hand and shoot him again till those glints are no longer there and what remains is the cold expression of a dead man.But my hands are stiff.They aren't moving.Sebastian begins to laugh like a maniac. His voice rings a bell in my head, making adrenaline rush down my spine.Still, I can't move. I am transfixed to one spot.I turn around and I see another version of Sebastian behind me. He is shot too but he is also laughing.I became confused.What the hell is happening?When I look to the front, he is still there. I shake my head, wondering if this is just my imagination.Sebastian ought to be dead. I promised to kill him. I promised Jasmine. I can't let him get away with kidnapping her. I can't let this repeat itself. He needs to die.A surge of energy rushes through me