Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Klepto Bride : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

ELENA'S POV I was transfixed for a second as I stared into those piercing gray eyes that always made my heart skip a beat in the past.“Elena?”, he called again when I didn't answer him.“Peter…” I acknowledged him.He looked shocked then he let out a short chuff of air. “Elena. Where the hell have you been?” He asked with moist eyes.I opened my mouth to talk when he wrapped his hands around me, embracing me as the scent of cinnamon filled my senses.My hands fell limp around me and I didn't know how to react to this.After a while, he pulled back, an excited look in his eyes.“I was so worried when you just left without saying anything. I went over to your house and I heard…” his expression turned apologetic.Right. He heard that my own parents threw me out.“Yeah, it sucked” I confirmed, folding my arms, my eyes scanning the man.He had changed and it was in a good way. I liked it. He was just as handsome and now more manly and well-built. There was still that sparkle in his eyes

ELENA'S POV “Did it work?” I asked him as soon as he came out of the bathroom in a towel, his hand running through his wet hair.He hadn't said a word since he returned and he just seemed to be deep in thoughts.Was he seriously giving me the silent treatment?The idea made me scoff.His phone beeped for the tenth time in a minute and he rolled his eyes, pulling it out just as he sat by the edge of the bed, his towel riding up his legs slightly as he did so.I struggled to keep my gaze on his face, noting how his hair fell around his face as he stared at his phone.With an impassive look on his face, he raised his phone up to me and tilted his head.My eyes widened and I quickly grabbed my phone from the nightstand, my eyes roving over my phone screen as I laughed.“3000 likes? You might as well be famous. It's like you're a celebrity already”, I laughed, going through his Instagram account.He huffed at that and his eyes kept glued to the phone. “I was already one”I looked through

ELENA'S POV It had been three days since we had gone to Paris but we were back now and for the last three days, Luca had avoided me.I knew he was home, I knew he came home late at night, I didn't want to bother him because I knew he was doing it purposefully.Leaving home before 4 am and coming back by 11 pm was not normal at all, I barely caught a glimpse of the man within the last few days.Thankfully I was checking in with Lorenzo his right hand who said Luca had given him the permission to find out things about the family's business and through him, I got to know that Luca hadn't received a text from the reaper for the last few days after we got back from Paris but I didn't know if Luca had stopped looking.Apparently, the reaper had left a message telling him to stop digging but if it was the Luca I knew, he wouldn't stop, he would take that as an insult to his power and he would make sure to find that person but now that he wasn't letting me in on anything, I didn't know what

ELENA'S POV “Cheers to a life well spent. Henry would be proud of his daughter” the man to my left had said.We had been here for a few hours already but this was the first time that someone had actually spoken.I was sitting across the table from Luca who had been glancing at me for a long time while I effectively ignored it.What he had said had made me feel like I was inferior. The way he had spoken about Kiara that day made me know he saw her as someone who could take care of herself so why couldn't he see me the same way?The very thought was annoying to me.I huffed in my seat, the red evening gown I was wearing sliding up my lap as I crossed my legs.The man beside me with patches of red hair glanced down at my legs before giving me a grinRemind me why I didn't like men again. There were girls here, planted at the side of their men or somewhere off in the room.After a few clinks of glasses, the man at the head of the table stood up.“We have a special guest with us today. Ca

ELENA'S POV “Are you gonna talk?” I asked, leaning on the door way, taking note of how his muscles flexed under his thin shirt as he brushed his teeth that night.It had been a full hour since we had gotten back and it was almost midnight.“Can we just go to bed, Elena?” He asked, frustrated.“You mean, you want me to go back to my room?” I asked, pushing myself off the doorway.He looked at me through the mirror. “Yes, if you can”“No, I can't. There. I said it. This is fucking childish, Luca” I frowned at him.Is this how it would always be? Us shying away from matters like this? No, I couldn't let it go like this. We would solve it.“Elena, why are you hell-bent on it. I said I don't mind what happened… it's not big deal and I understand, Why are you pushing it?” he looked down to drop his toothbrush by the edge of the sink before running a hand through his hair.“Because you're tense. Something's up with you. I swear that I take all my medications everyday at the right time” I qu