Semua Bab The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Bab 251 - Bab 260

The sound of running water echoed faintly from behind the glass shower door. Moments later, Amora stepped out, wrapping herself in a towel. She quickly dried her hair and began her meticulous routine of applying makeup and styling her hair.Amora walked into the walk-in closet and picked up the dress that Nicky Lambert's assistant had just sent her this morning. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror in front of her.A satisfied smile curled her lips as she observed how the black metallic sequined off-shoulder dress hugged her curves perfectly.The knee-length cut not only made her look stunning but also added a touch of undeniable allure. She deliberately left her wavy hair loose to enhance her bold appearance.Tonight was a special occasion: Chelsea Harrison’s engagement party. Amora intended to attend and present an exclusive gift as a show of her "concern" as a former best friend.The corners of Amora's lips lifted in a cunning manner. She looked at herself in the mirror

The corners of Amora’s lips curled into a mocking smirk. She fixed her gaze on Miranda’s husband with a condescending glare.Anger boiled in her head. She wanted nothing more than to slap that pufferfish-like face of his, but she restrained herself, trying to stay composed.Her purpose in attending this event wasn’t to make more enemies, but to pay back Chelsea. Unfortunately, Amora couldn’t just sit idly by while being insulted and treated like slut by the man standing before her.“Looks like he needs a lesson,” Amora thought to herself.She hadn’t planned to waste her time on trivial matters, but she figured Jordan Ramirez wouldn’t stop bothering her if she didn’t act.A sly idea suddenly crossed her mind to deal with the sleazy man. Her fingers fiddled with her phone for a moment, she then slid it back into her handbag.With calculated indifference, Amora plucked a single cherry garnish from the top of her cocktail and bit into it in a mesmerizingly graceful motion.Jordan’s face g

Noel's intense gaze made Amora's cheeks flush with a soft blush. She could easily understand the meaning behind his stare. Although Noel hadn’t voiced his feelings, Amora’s heart knew well enough that he harbored affection for her.Yet, Amora never gave him even the slightest chance. She didn’t want to be an obstacle to Noel’s future. In her eyes, Noel Ritter was a man of impeccable manners and character.Noel had a bright future ahead of him and came from a well-respected family. Amora couldn’t bring herself to drag him down by starting a relationship with her—a single mother.Especially now, her status had changed. She was a married woman. Amora had no intention of creating any scandal that could disgrace her or Regis.Although her marriage to Regis hadn’t been publicly announced, Amora didn’t want to stir up any trouble.Her current life was much better than before, and she didn’t want to ruin it. She believed Noel would find the right woman who could love him wholeheartedly.A sof

Amora’s hazel eyes widened in shock as she stared at Noel, who was smiling sweetly at her. She wanted to deny everything, but doing so would label Estelle as a liar and humiliate Noel.Her eyes scanned the room nervously. She was deeply worried that some press member might capture this moment between her and Noel. Yet, she had no choice but to play along with Noel’s act.Hearing Noel’s direct confession, Gloria felt like a fool standing in that ballroom. When her parents introduced her to a competent and handsome potential fiancé like Noel, she had already developed feelings for him and eagerly anticipated meeting him today.But she had never imagined that her hopes would be crushed before they could even take flight.“Why are you still going through with this arrangement if you already have a girlfriend?” Gloria asked, her voice trembling.“I’m sorry, Miss Barclay. I can’t go against my father’s wishes,” Noel replied apologetically.Then, with a gentle look at Amora, he continued, “I

"Is there no way to get through this mess, Mark?"Regis's cold and commanding voice sent Mark's heart racing.Traffic was at a standstill in front of them. A truck had veered into the wrong lane, stalling out and blocking the road entirely.The blaring honks from cars, including the one Mark was driving, only added to the chaos."I'm sorry, Young Master. It seems impossible," Mark replied, glancing at the surrounding lanes jam-packed with vehicles. Their car was stuck in the middle lane, wedged tightly between two others.Regis didn't respond, but his silence spoke volumes.Mark's face showed a mix of anxiety and frustration. He and his boss, Regis Lorenzo, had just returned to New York a mere thirty minutes ago after an intense, non-stop work trip that had drained them both physically and mentally.Eager to see Amora as soon as possible, Regis had rushed through all his meetings in Las Vegas. They were originally scheduled to return tomorrow, but last night, Albert informed Regis via