บททั้งหมดของ The Reluctant Mafia Bride: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Arya walked into the church with her security. As expected, she met Isabel, the Mother Superior and Manuel, the Mayor. “Welcome Dona”, Manuel greeted. “Hi, Manuel. How are you faring?”, she asked. “I’m very well. I was about to leave before you stepped in. Good bye”, he said and walked out. “He suspects someone must have leaked the details about the assassins”, Isabel said. “Hope he didn’t figure out who did it?”, Arya asked. “No. He didn’t. But I told him the Don is a smart man regardless of his age. He would know better than to give away his location”, the nun responded. “Okay, that’s great. Thank you once again for risking it”, Arya said. “Please sit. Your mother, Adriana, went through a lot of risks for me and the children in the orphanage. I can’t let the last piece of her get killed by greedy old men”, Isabel responded. Arya sat on the pew. “In time you will tell me about my mother. I wish I knew more about her bravery”, she said. “In time. Don’t take my n

Lima took deep breaths backstage. She wore her most expensive outfit and used her most expensive make up products for this event. She needed to imprint on him and gauge his reaction before coming up with her plan. The curtain dropped and through her veil she could see the light reflecting on her and the other girls. She knew this dance by heart but the fact that the Don was watching made her feel uneasy. The music started and so did their bodies. They danced along to the sound in seductive rhythm and the men cheered at them, occasionally throwing money and gifts at them. With the lights in her eyes, she could not get a clear view at the men’s faces but she assumed the Don would be at the head of the table. Sit up, wife. This mistress may have a trick or two up her sleeves. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Arya tossed around on her bed. She missed her babies so much but she tried not to think about it too much. She was regretting ever encouraging Leo to go to that

Lima was sitting in her room, alone. The Don was proving to be a tough nut to crack but she had to admit that was what she liked about him. Unlike every single men she’s met, he doesn’t seemed enamored by her charms. His attention barely left his wife the day they met for the first time. She would try every spell in the book, every trick in her hat and every single thing in her disposal to get him. And she would get him, use him and toss him aside like an old toy. An old toy she would definitely always go back to. She bit her lips at the thought. She moaned and touched herself thinking about him but was distracted by the knock on the door. “Mistress?”, Rupert’s voice was heard. She sighed in agony. “Yes? Come in”, she said and sat up. He entered the room. “Mistress, your phone has been buzzing non stop since your performance. Word has gone out that you are back in La Hermandad de las Estrellas apparently”, he said. “Oh, goodness. All these men but I only want the one

Dolores sat in a room alone. It was a very small room with a single bed and only plastic furniture. A young man with tattoos and a nose piercing walked in. “The queen of the Sisterhood in my hostel? It must be my lucky day”, he said. “I don’t have time for that, Crue. Someone cut off my son’s feet and one of his ears. I have no interest in getting revenge but I do want to know what this is about”, she said. “Pablo? I thought he was out of the country. Oh man, that’s fucked up. I told him to stay away from those innocent ladies. Like dude there is something call consent”, he said and slapped his forehead. “I can see you’re very high on drugs right now so I’ll make this shorter than I intended to. He is in a coma now but when he wakes up, I want you to get the necessary details from him. For now, I want you to try to see what you can find”, she said. “Yes, queen. I’d do this for free but do you have anything for me aside this. I’m like your son and it’s hard out here in the

Arya stepped in beside Leonardo and the buzz in the room came to an halt and everyone stood up. She was wearing a stunning, black one-shoulder dress that hugged her figure elegantly. The gown featured a high slit, revealing her long, toned leg with every step. She accessorized with black heels and a sleek, black clutch, completing the sophisticated and chic ensemble. She let her wavy hair fall in its natural curls and it framed her face. Leonardo had said it was a business meeting but not for him. If they wanted a tiny bit of their investment, then she’d wear whatever she wanted. They got to the head of the table and Leonardo’s security ushered Lima to the only seat at the other side of the table, leaving the Don and his wife sitting together. Even though she was quiet, Arya could hear Lima screaming at her in her mind. Her eyes threw daggers at her but she was too glam to give a damn. “Welcome, Don. We hope you didn’t have any trouble getting here”, Manuel started. Le