Lahat ng Kabanata ng FORBIDDEN LOVE WITH THE MAFIA KING: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

KAYLA “ What are you talking about?” I coughed as I tried to catch my breath. What was he going on and on about?“ You're the one who's suspicious of me that's why I asked you to get your men to search,” he was pissing me off. Ricardo's hand shoots out, gripping my wrist tightly as he pulls me up to my feet. “ Let go of me! You're hurting me!” I raised my voice as I tried to free my hand from his grip. He really was hurting me with how tight he held on. “ Watch your tone, Red. I may be fond of you doesn't mean I will turn a blind eye to everything you do,” his eyes blazed with anger. I was genuinely afraid of him right now. I knew he was the Don of the largest mafia and I understood what I was getting myself into my approaching and infiltrating into his house but seeing him like this made me realize how weak my resolve to root out information was. “ W-why…why are you doing this to me?” I cried. I was honestly terrified and confused right now.

KAYLA “ Seems like you were talking about me,” he said, resting on the door post. “ On a second thought, I don't think I wanna talk to him,” I sighed as I lay down on the bed. “ I just came to let you know that your days here are numbered,” Enzo said, pointing at me. “ Just because you were lucky this time, doesn't mean you'll be lucky next time,” he spat. “ At least, I'm sure we feel the same,” I answered without bothering to look back at him. “ Maybe you could find a way to convince Ricardo to let me go,” I sighed and the room fell quiet. Enzo was anything but quiet, especially around me. “ Huh?” He finally reacted. “ She asked me to do that as well but claimed that it would be more effective to get you to help out,” Luca explained to him, accounting for the fact that he was slow at catching on. “ And why do you think I'd want to help you?” Was he being serious right now? He wanted me gone more than anyone else so why is he ask

KAYLA I watched him walk into my bedroom with a food tray in his hands. Why did he personally deliver it to me when he could have gotten the maids to do so? It's not like he likes or cares about me in anyway that he would feel the need to personally cater to my tantrums, so to say. “ I don't think you're so benevolent to care if I skipped breakfast,” I said as I closed the door behind me, my voice hinting sarcasm. “ At least you're aware,” he snickered before making himself comfortable on my bed. “ It doesn't really matter to me if you throw a tantrum or go on a hunger strike in the name of revolting,” he shrugged. “ Which is why I'm surprised at how you willingly chose to lower yourself to the level of a maid. Even if anyone other than a maid or Ricardo were to do this, it would be Luca, not you,” I answered, letting him know that I hated him just as he hated me. It was mutual and I don't think that would change. “ So what brings you here? It certainly

KAYLAWeeks later A ray of light leaked through the blinds and assaulted my eyelids. I turned my body to break the seal of my warm imprint on the bed. Taking hold of my blanket, I snuggled myself in it, not wanting to get out of bed but the sun kept making it harder to fall asleep. “ Argh!” I groaned as I threw the blanket away from my face. “ Why does it have to be morning?” I squinted my eyes as I questioned no one in particular. “ I should have worn my sleeping mask,” I sighed in regret as I sat up and pushed myself out of bed. I went over the the blinds and opened them all up so that sunlight could properly seep in. “ It feels like I slept on a rock,” I muttered as I headed to the bathroom to wash my face. I couldn't relate to those who'd always describe their mornings as relaxing and good, at least not since I moved into Ricardo's home. I fall asleep to the thought of Ricardo and even in my sleep I find new ways to avoid him the next day.

RICARDO I stood there for a moment, feeling defeated. I knew it was only right to give her space, but it was killing me inside to see her this way. “ I'm sorry,” I mumbled for the last time before walking away from her room door. Breakfast was dull and bland, though not necessarily because of the food but because of my mood. “ Is the food not to your liking, sir?” The head maid inquired. I guess, my face wasn't hiding anything. “ No, it's to my taste. I'm not just in the mood right now,” I said, getting up from the chair. “ Make sure Kayla eats,” I instructed before leaving the house As I made my way to the office, my mind was still preoccupied with Kayla. Enzo who had been filling me in about the proceedings of certain businesses and deals we had, arched his brow in confusion. “ Boss, are you okay with my first or second suggestion?” He asked me. I knew it was a test to see if I had truly been listening to him. “ Sorry, E