MAFIA LORD LOVER のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

WE drove to the main entrance of the club. Marco, our driver for the night, wasn't too pleased with this stop, but we promised to only stay for an hour. No doubt he had already texted the capo to tell on us, but I didn't care. The bass hit my chest as soon as I got out of the car. Yes, I needed that distraction.Ignoring the long line out front, Giulio shook hands with the man at the door and then we entered. The sound here was louder, with bright lights flashing above a wide dance floor. Bodies were everywhere, young, beautiful Italians who weren't being forced into a marriage they didn't want. I longed to lose myself in them, even if it was just for an hour.- Would you like a drink? — Giulio asked over the loud music.— No, I prefer to dance.— Come, then.Taking my hand, he led me to the dance floor. I had only been to one other club, a secret outing with a high school boyfriend. Except I spent the entire night looking over my shoulder, worried that my father's men would appear at

LATER THAT DAY I heard screams from my office.I immediately knew who was causing problems. Cazzo, this girl.Gritting my teeth, I stood up from my chair and pulled on my blazer. I avoided her all day, knowing I would have to deal with her after she picked out a dress. But I couldn't let her upset Celestina, who was an old friend.A steady stream of Italian swear words echoed throughout the hallway. Celestina had a foul mouth and a short fuse. Probably because I liked her.I entered the ballroom. The two women were facing each other near a row of dresses and Celestina was cursing Francesca's ancestors. I didn't allow myself to look at my son's fiancée. “Ciao, Tina,” I called. - Stay where you are?The petite dark-haired designer turned around. — Dai ! This girl, beautiful. I can not stand. She has no fashion sense. She's turning her nose up at every dress. My dresses!I kissed her cheeks. —But that's why I brought you. Because you're the best and we should teach you what it means to b

FaustSOMETHING TOLD ME she was going to run away.I knew that the wedding dress, combined with what Francesca saw in the dungeon, would overwhelm her and force her hand. I was looking forward to the challenge, actually. She had no chance of escaping, but it would be fun to see how she tried.I continued working until late at night. As usual, guards patrolled outside and two men monitored the security feeds. There was a complex system of tunnels that connected the castle to hideouts in the surrounding mountains, and if he found them he could penetrate deep into the forest. Although she couldn't run away, it would take us some time to find her.She was unaware of this option, fortunately, and I wanted it to stay that way.Giulio had returned an hour ago. Francesca would wait until she assumed everyone was asleep before making her attempt. Which meant any minute now…I was checking out a contract we had secured for a government building when I heard the floor above me creak. Oh yes. The

My entire body sagged with relief, so happy that tears welled up in my eyes. - I am fine. I'm in Italy.— Dad told us what happened. We are worried. Are you really marrying that man's son?— No. It's complicated. — I didn't want to say anything more than that, just in case. -How are you doing? How is Gia?- We are fine. I'm trying to make progress in my AP chemistry class this summer, so I'm a mess.I smiled. Emma took school very seriously. She was the smartest person I knew. — That's good, but don't forget to enjoy your break too.— I will, but this is more important. I want to get into a good... — She bit off the word, but it stayed there between us, unspoken.I swallowed hard. Once I also wanted to get into a good school. — You will, Em. You will. Is Gia around?“Yes.” I could hear her moving around, probably walking to Gia's room. —But before I let you go, tell me. Are you hurt? Are they mistreating you? Because I'm going to tell Dad and he's going to come get you.I pressed my f

FaustI MADE A MISTAKE BY BRINGING KATARZYNA .Needing this to feel like a social outing, I asked my housekeeper to come along. I hadn't seen her since the night at the castle and she always loved the boat. However, it was clear from Francesca's expression that she didn't like Katarzyna.Jealousy, perhaps?That seemed unlikely, given Francesca's general dislike of me. Most likely, Katarzyna's habit of never knowing when to be quiet had bothered Francesca. But I noticed the way Francesca's nipples puckered when I went out on deck in my swimming trunks. She may not like me, but she was attracted to me.Something changed between us the night she tried to escape. I read the lust in his eyes, saw the blush on his cheeks. She was practically panting as she pointed the gun at me. My talk of fucking against a wall turned her on even more.She was not innocent, and my suspicions about her proved correct at every turn. I had a feeling this girl liked that. Like me.And I was dying to find out.