บททั้งหมดของ Twisted Mafia Love Story: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

************************************************************************************************************* I apologize for not being able to update over the last two weeks. I unfortunately have had some surgery and have been recovering. I will try and update more regularly as I’m recuperating. Thanks to everyone thats made the time so far to reat my book ************************************************************************************************************* I take my time in the bathroom, the piping hot water eases the stiffness in my joints, I’ve been training extra hard this last month to get back in shape. I can’t show any weakness while destroying Rodrigo and his family. I need to be the woman Luca turned me into. I’ve bee so focused on that hoping I would quell my aching heart. However, it seems I’m delusional. Every minute I’m not occupied with something my thoughts shift back to him. Back to the man who I love with all my heart, the man who consumes my every though

Rodrigo POV I’m not sure how I feel, I’m standing in front of the full-length mirror. My mind full of conflicting thoughts, I chose to go down this road. I chose to announce to my father I want to get engaged to Maria, my intentions were selfish and made when my head and heart was filled with rage and hatred. Now, the consequences of my actions are finally hitting home. I’m going to get engaged to someone other than Reyna, I’ve broken the promise I made to her, one where I vowed that she would be the only woman that’s finger would adorn a ring from me, only woman that I would propose to. I hear the loud knocking on the door, I try to ignore it, wanting to savor the peace and quiet I can only find within the confinement of my room. With the knocking persisting I take a deep breath, “come in”, my voice sounding harsher than I intended. As I turn to see who is bothering me, I look straight into Diego’s grinning face, not sure why his so happy, I’m fucking miserable. “Why the hell are

Rodrigo POV“Finally,” I scream at my father as he answers my call. “Why the hell are you shouting boy”, he yells back, and I flinch.This man hates me raising my voice at him, but I’m so pissed right now I couldn’t give a shit.“I’m shouting because I’m pissed off”, I yell back at him, not waiting for him to say anything I start my tirade.“When last did you speak to Carlos? Did you discuss my engagement with him? Did you mention to him that I’m getting engaged to Maria? What info did you give that cocksucker about tonight and the proposal I planned”. I gulp, taking in some air, after ranting at him.“Are you fucking insane, I haven’t mentioned anything to him or anyone besides our trusted people, how the fuck can you accuse me. Boy don’t test my patience”, he hisses, and I can imagine the steam coming out of his ears.I’m fuming, and I feel Diego put his hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down. I look at him and he signals me relax, I take a deep breath before speaking to my fa

Rodrigo POVI stood there shocked and in awe. How can someone look that ethereal and at the same time have such a dark aura. Her face wasn’t visible but yet you could see the whole crowd that was gathered, shaking from the effect she had on them. Even Maria whose always so fearless cowered behind me. The rest of the lights seemed dim and the only light that shown brightly was the spotlight that had moved from me to land on the figure in the entrance way.The crowd parted as she sauntered towards me, walking the length of the gold carpet, looking like every bit the temptress, she was. Every man watched her hips as it swayed side to side, and for some reason I hated that they were all staring at her like she was their favorite food. I stopped scanning the room and my eyes fell back on her as she approached the stairs of the stage and in that moment, it felt like the whole world dissolved, and all I could see was this petite yet deadly woman glaring at me, staring deep into my soul.In t

Reyna POVI sat in the car as we drove to the function venue. Both excited and nervous, it’s been two years since I officially was the Mistress and the Mafia Queen of the Hernandez clan. Everything I’ve been doing over the last month has been behind the scenes. This is the first time in two years I step into the limelight, I make my presence known and I’m not doing in a small way, me being me, I had to do it with a bang, literally and figuratively that is.I’m still amazed that the split personality I’ve developed over the last few years, Luca really did a number on me and the only way I could cope was to create her, the classy, shameless, cold and heartless Mistress, she embodied sexy and sultry and no one could resist her charms, on the other hand she instilled fear in everyone just with her presence. I admired her, I liked being her. The real me was weak, scared and vulnerable, she was the opposite.Of all the awful things that happened to me, creating her was the best things I