บททั้งหมดของ Twisted Mafia Love Story: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Moaning, holding my head I try and block out the noise, I’m hearing a pinging sound. “What the hell is that sound”, I groan and try and open my eyes. My head is pounding, feeling like it’s going to explode, I slowly open my eyes. I’m freaking still on the couch in the club, and I can see the sunlight pouring in through the one small window in the otherwise dark office space. Finally managing to sit up and then it hits me, it’s my fucking phone making the noise.Trying to figure out where the noise is coming from, I search for my phone only to find it on the floor under the couch, as I grab it, I hear a banging sound on the door. All this fucking noise is making my head feel worse and giving me the urge to shoot someone. “Who the fuck is knocking”, screaming at the door while picking up my phone.“It’s fucking me asshole, open up, you late for your wedding”. Diego’s voice can be heard from the other side of the door. “Shit”, I check the time on my phone and realize it’s almost noon. We

Three days later… It’s the big day, the day Rodrigo marries the mysterious Mistress of the Hernandez family, now Mrs. Reyes. The court wedding officially made her his legal wife. Rodrigo was still reeling from the knowledge that he was now a married man. Married to a woman he not only couldn’t stand to be around but also didn’t even know what she looked like. Three days ago, when they had finished signing the registrar, they left the court. His new wife walked to her SUV that was waiting for her and didn’t say a word. Rodrigo was happy that she hadn’t asked to move in with him, so he also just kept quiet as she entered the vehicle. Carlos approached him, “we will see you in three days at the wedding ceremony”. He left without expecting Rodrigo to answer and got in the vehicle with her and they drove off. Rodrigo just stood there, he was still semi-drunk, he had a headache and all he wanted was to go back to his penthouse and go to sleep. His dad patted him on the back, “make a turn

Rodrigo walked into the church, followed by his dad and Deigo. The church was tastefully decorated, the colors of the flower arrangements all had touches of blue. Rodrigo wondered if Diego had deliberately chosen to use these colors to mess with his head. All the blues reminding him of Reyna’s eyes, but then again it was also the color eyes of his now wife, the masked woman he hated. Trying to not focus on the flowers, he looked forward and walked straight to the front of the church and went to stand at the altar. He looked over everyone seated from the front of the church, it was filled with his family, the Hernandez clan’s people and the rest of the five Mafia families. The wedding was kept under wraps so that his Legit image wasn’t tainted and for obvious reasons he couldn’t have the media know he was married. I mean how absurd his wife wore a mask to cover her face, he can imagine the headlines. Rodrigo shook his head, “what a fucking mess!” Words he spoke but softly, only he coul

Reyna POVThe look on Rodrigo and Diego’s face is priceless. I’m sure if Diego wasn’t behind him, holding him up, his legs would have given in, he would have collapsed. Knowing the effect I’m having on him, the shock and horror plastered on his face is making this whole charade worth it. I feel no remorse for tormenting him the last few months, crippling him and showing him, he belongs to me. It’s a lesson he deserves for doing what he did to me. It’s a satisfying feeling when a plan goes exactly how you wanted it to, and now knowing I control the Reyes family completely, gives me a warm tingly feeling inside.I must admit, Rodrigo looks fucking sexy in his suit, the blue color suits him and it plays well with my eyes. I know he didn’t do anything when it came to planning the wedding, so he must have had help, and I’m thinking it’s Diego, who’s also looking dapper in his suit. Sara, my maid-of-honor, was smitten with him from the moment she laid eyes on him. She was my second in comma

Rodrigo POV I stared at her, waiting for her to take my hand. I must sound like a deranged lunatic but I’m so fucking happy I’m married to her, I’m so happy she came back to me. It’s also cleared up all my confusion, I was torn between the attraction I felt for her the entire time she wore a mask, wondering who the woman was that had my body reacting in ways only Reyna could. Knowing its one and the same person was a relief. She looks like a goddess in this dress, the high slit showing her exposed leg is making my fucking body heat up and the cut-out close to her breasts, exposing it slightly is causing my dick to get hard. I breath in and out, trying to control my desire to grab her, throw her over shoulder, take her back to her room and fuck her senseless. She glares at me, looks down at my hand and back up into my eyes, she scoffs, but she takes my hand and rolls her eyes. I pull her close and interlock her arm with mine, “we should appear as a loving couple, don’t you think?” I g