The Mafia Boss Special Slave のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

The ride was quiet; the air growing thicker as they were approaching the edge of the city. Tasha gazed out the window, feeling her thoughts drift back to Fabian. What about him? How would he react if he saw her risking her life for someone else – maybe even someone like Loretta?She couldn’t afford the luxury of those thoughts. Fabian was a burden she did not need, particularly at that moment.When they got out several blocks from the estate, Julian switched off the engine and turned to look at her. “Okay, listen up, here’s the plan. We wait for the signal, then we move in. I’ll take care of the guards at the front, and you go through the side door. We get Loretta and leave before anyone realizes what we are doing.”Tasha nodded, the blood pumping in her chest. “What if anything goes wrong?”Julian shrugged, smirking again. “There are no worries. Nothing is going wrong tonight.”But Tasha was wise enough not to place her faith in utopian schemes. The night was filled with the essence

Taking a long sigh, she pressed the lock and opened the door to her apartment, stepping in. Now focused on a different problem within moments, how she will ensure Antonio attends the meeting.As Mikel left Emma's home, he remembered how they almost kissed and a smile came to his face. A heat rushed through him, and he lost the ability to control the thrill that rose within him. Without knowing what he was doing, he pressed the button that would open the window.“Yes!” he yelled to the sky on the silent street. One hand holding the steering wheel, and the other was pushed out of the car as the cool wind came in, ruffling his hair. He laughed, feeling lighter than he had felt for a long time.The evening had its fair share of embarrassing silences, quiet tension, and things left unspoken, yet the way this all unraveled at the end – the intimacy, that look in Emma’s eyes – all seemed so worthwhile. The kiss on the forehead had been an impromptu action, safe but affectionate. He had his d

He was well aware of Martinez’s expectations, a mere outline devoid of any uncertainties, which highlighted the purpose of the marriage between their two families. The merger was dependent on that marriage, the last curve of a big scheme that had existed well before he and Tasha had even been introduced to one another.Fabian rubbed the back of his head, memories of yesterday returning to the fore of his mind. He had told Tasha that he would try, that they could make it work. But now, with Martinez a hallway away awaiting his presence to finalize an agreement that would tether them both in ways they had never imagined detrimentally, he felt the ever-present enemy within, fighting to overpower him once again.Mikel had always excelled in social interactions, especially when it came to women in the workplace. Fabianski raised an eyebrow but otherwise ignored the comment. Flirting at the office was the least of his concerns given the meeting that was fast approaching, and the trouble he

A few moments passed in silence for Fabian as he listened to the one sound present in the room – the ticking clock affixed to the wall. Fabian felt as if he was at a dead end; every alternative he had seemed to be leading to the same conclusion. Give up everything for a deal that he was unsure he even still wanted- was he expected to do that?“What are your views about this Emma?” Fabian finally opted to ask as he turned to look at her. “Is there a way out of this?”Emma seemed to think carefully before moving towards the desk. “Ali?” She asked. “Yes, it’s possible, but it is quite difficult. You can speak to Martinez, maybe, there is a possibility of negotiating the merger and not the marriage. But, knowing how much he wants that marriage, that’s so hard to believe.”“Understood, and what if I decline that option as well?” Fabian asked after a pause.Emma's demeanor became severe. "If you choose not to, Martinez may back off, and you would lose the deal. It would be even worse if the

“Even if I am his godson, I am beginning to dread myself,” Fabian said. “That does not guarantee anything. People like Martinez don’t consider relationships how we do. To him, they are only means to an end. If I do not play the game that is required of me he would gladly wind up on me.”“Nonetheless, reflect on it,” Mikel pleaded, moving in. “Once you marry Tasha that merges the two families and the process. You would have a united front. If worst comes to worst, you simply yawn and leave after a year. You’ll still have the firm and you will not be left in the cold.”Fabian ran his hands through his hair and began to think about all the things that went through his mind. “You don’t know Martinez the way I do. He has a unique knack for making people just… disappear. This is not limited to only being away from communication; it is also in the context of being alive. If he feels he has been treated unfairly, he could very well bring down everything I have managed to achieve. The Salazar