All Chapters of The Mafia's Rebel Wife : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

We both froze, just staring like we couldn't look away. I really couldn't. Rino broke the contact first. His eyes dropping to his thighs and then back at me. He stood to his full height and then I noticed how rough his attire looked. His white shirt sleeves was rolled up his arm. Few buttons detached like they were done aggressively. The both sides of his shirt had blood stains on them. His hair looked a mess like he'd run his hands in them an unhealthy number of times. He looked recked. Rino never had a hair out of place…never. He took a step forward and then stopped like he was unsure what to do while I just laid there watching. He stood unsure. I would have raised a brow at him if I could. Rino unsure? “How are you feeling?” His deep, gruff voice resounded in the room. “Like I was run over by a truck.” I spoke, my voice hoarse. Rino raised a perfect brow at me. Like he couldn't believe I was joking right now. He moved closer with ease now until he was standing by my b

The guard looked up at me in shock while I glared daggers at him. I wheeled myself back into the room, slamming the door on his shocked face. “Ughh.” I screeched loudly. I didn't plan to jump out the window. I was only bluffing but in my boredom. I wheeled myself closer to the large windows. Just watching and looking out the very beautiful view. It felt nice, the breeze blowing over my face. I sag there relaxing and waiting for that guard whose name I forgot to ask to get me the phone I demanded. The door to the room slammed open with such force, it could have come out it's hinges. I don't flinch, just sighed heavily. I turned slowly until I was facing a very furious Rino, still standing by the door. I raised a brow at him, aware I was provoking him even further but I couldn't care less. He had me locked up in here like I was some detainee. “Your life is mine.” He slammed the door shut with the same force, I was shocked it was still standing. “You have no right to casually tal

Louis pulled me into the living room and took off to go attend to something. Mario sat on the couch because he couldn't keep standing for too long. I breathed in the sweet scent of the flowers he gifted me. “How do you feel dear?” He asked. “I'm okay.” I nodded with a relaxed smile. “You sure do like to provoke my son, don't you child?” Mario suddenly asked. “And also put yourself in danger.” Mario raised his brows like this amused him. I shrugged at him. “I just needed to check something out real quick. He wouldn't have listened to me if I had directly told so I had to.” I concluded, beginning to feel upset at the direct mention of him. “Did you atleast try to ask him?” Mario's brows creased now. “It would have been the same result anyway.” I threw off wanting the conversation to end. “In our world Freya. You cannot ask for trust you cannot give in return. It's the same thing with a lot of other things. You both want things from the other that you're unwilling to give, let al

Mrs. Rosa forced me to eat fruits atleast before heading going to bed. I woke up the next morning with a bit of relieve from my body achoes. I frowned as I stared at my vanity chair. It was no longer in the position I'd seen it last night. It was sitting right beside my bed. I groaned as I sat up carefully. My eyes scanning the room. A chill ran down my spine. His scent, it filled the entire room and I just knew he'd been here last night. Watching me sleep. Another shiver racked up my insides. He's abandoned this room since he forced me to sleep in here the first day after I was brought out of the basement. His scent only filled the closet because of his clothes on there but this was really him. **~~~~~~~~** It's been a week. Seven days since I've slept and woken up every morning to the same scent. He repeated the same cycle and no matter how I forced my body to stay awake so I could catch him red handed. I'd always found my eyes only peeling open after dawn and he was alrea

“What are you doing in here?” A voice barked at me.My head snapped to the side to find Anna stepping out of her bathroom.If glares could kill, I'd be six feet under the ground by now.Her eyes drifted to Grace who sat so still like she couldn't hear us, then drifted back to me.“Get out.” She gritted out with Venom.“Anna, Anna. Please, I just want to see her. Just one look at her and I promise I'll be gone.” I begged. My eyes desperately drifting to Grace.“How dare you stand there and request anything from me?” She spat in rage, moving quickly towards the door. “Get the fuck out.” She gritted out like she was trying her best not to be too loud.“I'm not asking to be left alone with her. I just want you to let me look at her.” I begged.Grace wouldn't turn. She sat so still it was unsettling.“You do not deserve to even breathe near her. You want to make sure you completely finish the job this time, don't you?” She yelled.I heard boots marching towards me but I couldn't look towar