One Night With Mr. King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Milena stared at Rafael, wanting and hoping to see a sign of him bluffing. But there was none. This man was dead serious.Her blood ran cold, her heart drumming in her chest, threatening to burst out of its rib cage.“Now let go of the towel, little flower,” he whispered, reaching to touch her hands that held the towel tight.“Please,” she croaked, averting her gaze to the floor.Rafael sighed. “Didn't I just tell you…”“Please don't hurt me,” she cut in, a light sob tearing out of her lips. Her voice trembled with fear.“The fuck? Are you crying?” Rafael asked, holding her chin and making her look at him.Milena tried to hold her emotions in check, but she was scared. Terrified of what she was going to face here.She had heard of the mafias. She heard they are ruthless, cold, and do dark things. Terrible things she didn't want to think about. She heard they force women to sleep with them, and that terrified her.Was this man going to take her?“I'm sorry,” she croaked, more tears pou

A knock jolted Milena from her restless sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, heavy with exhaustion, her thoughts muddled as the events of the past few days crashed into her like a tidal wave. Confusion and dread settled in her chest as she blinked at her surroundings. It took a moment before reality dawned on her—she was in his room, in his bed.The memory made her stomach knot. She had fallen asleep waiting, too scared to leave but too drained to stay awake. Worst of all, she didn’t even know his name—the man who had taken her from the life she knew.The knock came again, sharper this time, snapping her out of her spiraling thoughts.“Rafael?” a woman’s voice called from the other side of the door.Milena froze. Her breath caught in her throat as panic surged through her. She sat up in bed, heart hammering, silently praying that whoever it was would just go away. She wasn’t ready to face another stranger—not after the unsettling encounter with the man who had said all those strange, ter

The morning sun peeked through the slightly split curtains, kissing the face of the girl lying on the bed.Milena stirred, moaning slightly, refusing to wake up. She wanted to sleep some more, but sleep drifted from her, and the sun did nothing to help the matter.Finally, she gave in, opening her eyes and then meeting a pair of dark metallic eyes staring down at her.“Good morning, little flower.”Milena gasped, shifting away, only to find herself falling. Rafael was quick enough to grab her waist, saving her.He drew her close, their faces inches apart as he smirked, staring at her with intense amusement.“You should be more careful, Milena,” Rafael murmured, his voice low and smooth. “Falling for me already?”Milena’s heart pounded against her ribs as she pushed against his chest, attempting to create space between them. His grip was firm but not forceful, his warmth seeping into her skin.“Let me go,” she whispered, flustered.Rafael shook his head lightly. “Never. I told you, you

Milena was exhausted, her fingers aching and her head throbbing with a splitting headache. Her eyes felt heavy, and all she missed was the comfort of the bed in the room she was confined in.Rosa had taught her many things: how the clan works and how to polish her skills.Milena noticed the others didn’t seem pleased to see her. They stared at her with weariness and skepticism.Rosa mentioned she would get used to meeting them, and they were just worried that Milena might, perhaps, hurt the family.“Joining the clan isn't easy. Everyone here has their own story, one that has made the underworld a better place for them. But knowing the fact that Rafael brought you here from the mission… they wonder if you are an enemy or not. You’ll get used to it… but you have to prove to them that you're one of us now.”Milena sighed and greeted them as they finished their training for the day. None of them replied; they simply walked past her, ignoring her.Milena understood how they felt. She admir

Milena woke up alone in the bed today. There was no sign of Rafael. Didn't he come back last night?She got down from the bed, preparing herself for the day. This time she used the bathroom quicker and was out.Milena dressed in a simple black tank top and loose joggers, the most comfortable dress she could find in the closet, one that Rafeal had set for her.Her hair was still damp from the quick shower, and she ran a hand through it, pushing the strands back as she stepped out of the room.Exhaling, she nodded at her reflection and stepped out. Today, she was going to have gun training with Rafael.The thought of it created a knot in her stomach. Why did he always have this effect on her whenever she thought of him?She made her way to the ground where she slowly heard chatter and laughter.Her palms met nervously as she stepped out, meeting the others' gazes.They all suddenly stopped what they were doing. Those smiling faces suddenly dropped, becoming expressionless.Milena felt o