My Billionaire Mafia Queen: Battle Of Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Christian Pov's.I woke up in the afternoon when Jennifer, the owner of an NGO, visited me to wake me up and ask if I needed something. Aaron introduced me to her when I went to his room. I told her I would have a bunch and was talking to her until Stefan called her for some work.After freshening up I went outside only to find a military man talking to Stefan. What intrigued me was that he was holding Ivanna's scarf along with her clutch. I went near them."What happened?""Yesterday Ivanna had a panic attack and she forgot her clutch and scarf. So the officer has come to return it." Stefan muttered, looking anxious."She had a panic attack," I exclaimed."Yeah.. we were going to the location you sent us to meet you guys when we found Ivanna ma'am in the middle of the road. She was having a severe panic attack,” The officer replied to me with a mild smile. His words shook my world. Did she have a panic attack because of me? The worst thing is I left her alone after arguing.It remind

Ivanna Pov's."Christian" I was struggling to get out of his grip but he was not ready to let me go. He moved his face closer to mine, touching his nose with mine."How the f**k you got those marks on your wrist?" He asked, clenching his jaw. Tears welled up in my eyes remembering the night I spent in the dark room. He held my wrist and pulled my sleeves to show me the mark on my wrist."How did you get this mark?" He asked again."I" I was trying to find an excuse when I realised something. I again looked at my wrist to check the bracelet which I always wear, only to find it missing."My bracelet!" I panicked and pushed Christian away then started looking for my bracelet in my entire room. I lost the bracelet he gifted me. I throw the bed sheet on the ground and then check all the drawers and wardrobes."Butterfly" Christian called me but I ignored him."My bracelet…How can I lose it?" I was looking for it like a mad person when he held my wrist, pulling me towards him."Christian..

Ivanna Pov's.Stefan entered the room reluctantly when I requested him. He stood at the corner, refusing to sit on the seat I offered to him… I rubbed my forehead with my finger, trying to figure out where to start and how to tell him I had fallen out of his love long ago, before proposing to Aaron."I'm" Before I could apologise he interrupted me."What are you doing, Ivanna?" I squeezed my eyebrows in bewilderment."Huh?""You were flirting with Aaron" He snarled. I shook my head and opened my mouth to clear his misunderstanding that I did all that to make Christian jealous, but he didn't give me a chance."You're not even loyal to your heart. if you love Christian then why did you propose to Aaron?" he asked, gritting his teeth... I didn't reply and went towards bed to sit on it, feeling exhausted with my life. I wish I could tell him or someone what's going on with my life."You're so in love with him that you started to behave like Christian… rubbing your forehead and sighing…" H

Ivanna Pov's.Tears streamed from my eyes at my helplessness. I wanted to cry in his arms and complain about how the people who were close to me, deceived me. My parents are not mime, the person whom I consider a brother threatened to rape me, not only this he sold me to a heartless man who tortures me every day. Everyone betrayed me. I wanted to tell Christian how Satan made my life a living hell. He turned me from a confident and independent to a weak and miserable woman. Satan broke my mental and physical health. Above everything, I want to confess to Christian how much I love him and I didn't mean the words I said to him while breaking up.Christian is the only person who cares for me even though I hurt him so many times. He makes me fall for him again and again. He stood up for me whenever I needed him. This silly keeps my medicines with him in case I require them. No one can love me more than him. No one… I don't know what good I did in this life to get him"Butterfly" He called

Ivanna Pov's."Butterfly, It's me" Tears rolled from my eyes when Christian again knocked on the door. I can't face him. The memories of Satan looking at me, lecherously, make me feel disgusted with myself."Please go, Christian" I yelled and covered myself with a blanket. I felt like I was naked despite wearing clothes. Tears were falling from my eyes remembering how Satan touched me on my bed. I shook my head, trying to forget that painful memory, but I couldn't. The only thought that came into my mind was to burn my existence."Ivanna… Don't be stubborn and open the door,” Christian again knocked on the door. I don't understand why he is persistent in meeting me even though I hurt him a thousand times."Christian, please go. I don't want to see your face." I yelled, but he didn't listen to me and again knocked on the door."Why don't you understand? I don't want to meet you." I shouted and hugged myself. I can't look into his eyes after looking into Satan's eyes. I'm feeling gross