Todos os capítulos de One Night With Mr. King: Capítulo 171 - Capítulo 180

“No… this has to be a mistake,” Milena shook her head. “What are you talking about? Why my computer? There has to be a mistake!”Rosa stood before her, eyes red and burning with fury. “Did you do this?” she asked, and Milena shook her head in defiance. “You leaked our perimeter information and let an enemy in?”“No, it isn't me!” Milena yelled, but then Rosa slapped her hard across the face making her fall hard to the floor with a bleeding mouth.Rafaël, who saw this, tightened his fists as he held himself back.Silence gaze fell over Rafaël, his eyes cold in a way he had never seen before. “Remember your promise. The girl has to die by your hand after she confesses,” he stated, facing the mobsters. “Take her to the torture room.”“No!” Milena shook her head. The mobsters glanced at each other, some pitying her, others staring as if she deserved it—Angie was among them. Zade looked worried but couldn’t do anything, and Rafaël…He wasn't looking at her at all. His eyes were shut, fists

Milena was unsettled. So unsettled that her breath came too hard for her.Did Rafael just agree to that? What if he couldn't find a way to prove her innocence? Does that mean he was going to die with her?“Rafael… no! What do you think you are doing?!” she yelled at Rafael. “Why would you agree to that?!”“Because you're not the culprit,” he said to her.“How could you be so sure?! What the hell are you thinking?! Let him take me. You cannot be dragged into this! Are you insane?!” she yelled, her voice rising in panic.With a swift movement, Rafael turned, held her face, and crashed his lips onto hers, snapping her mouth shut.“You made me insane,” he whispered, and she sobbed. “Stay here a little bit longer. I'll set you free by fishing out the bastard who framed you.”“But…”“Don't 'but' me, little flower. I have a plan.” He kissed her again; this time, she returned the kiss, shaking in fear. “Just trust me, okay?” he whispered, and she nodded.“I trust you.”Rafael turned to leave

Angie stayed in her room, fingers buried in her hair as she tried her best to stay calm.Other mobsters were busy finding the intruder.Viktor’s lifeless body flashed in her mind, and Angie gripped her hair harder, not minding the pain that spread through her scalp.The way Rosa cradled against him, sobbing violently, had broken her heart so badly.What was happening? This was all screwed up.She then recalled her conversation with Rosa before she locked herself in her room.“I’m pregnant with him, Angie… What do I do? Why? Why do the heavens have to be this cruel? Why? This is unfair! I love Viktor… and I thought of telling him after the mission… I thought of talking to Silence about the life we both dreamed of, but… but now he is gone!”Angie began crying in her spot. Everything was so wrong.A mobster came to the quiet corner where she was.“You're being called. Rosa wants to see you,” the mobster announced.Angie snapped up. “Rosa?” The mobster nodded before leaving.Angie made he

“Your mother was a good woman. A beautiful, nice, and calm independent woman when I first met her,” Dr. Oxford began as he served Milena some tea.Milena simply glanced at it, then looked up at the man, her eyes revealing a clarity that she wasn't going to drink it.Dr. Oxford continued, “Her name was Tanya. A bold blonde woman. You look so much like her,” he commented with a smile. “Tanya and I met at the hospital. She was hit by a stray bullet, and I saved her. From there, we began to talk, chat, and soon desire emerged between us, and… we fucked," he shrugged and took a sip of his own tea.Milena scoffed. “Desire and not love.”Dr. Oxford smiled. “There's no such thing as love in the mafia world,” he said. “No such thing. It is simply desire, one that fades as time goes on.”“So what happened to her?”“She got pregnant, and due to my world being hard for her, she left and had you without my knowledge,” he said, his voice sounding nonchalant even though he tried to hide it. “I wasn'

Milena couldn't deny the fact that she was scared. Concern was etched into every nerve, but she knew one thing.He was coming for her.Rafael was coming.The space here was suffocating, and each hour that passed only made her more anxious. But she did her best to keep herself calm.Then the door of the room creaked open, revealing Rafael's brother, dressed in a white shirt and dark trousers."Being like this isn't going to help you. Either way, we're going to get information from you—hard or easy," he said, leaning against the threshold of the door, his arms crossing his broad chest."If you think I'm going to tell you about Rafael, you're wasting your time. You won't hear a word," she assured him.Leonard chuckled. "Let me guess—you think he's going to come for you, right?" He sighed and began approaching her. "I've known Rafael for years. He's a weak idiot I love to bully. He cries like a baby whenever I hit him or say something harsh."Leonard clicked his tongue as he stopped right