บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia King's Doll : บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Chapter 16EdenI haven’t been able to stop thinking about Dario all day. I even agreed to meet him for a quick cup of coffee a couple of blocks away from the ballet company, which means I haven’t had time to eat dinner.I have the burger I got from the diner in the secondhand bag, which I bought at a thrift store earlier. I’ll eat it during my shift at work.I walk to Half & Half, the coffee shop where I’m meeting Dario, and as soon as I enter the establishment, I spot him sitting at a corner table with his back to the wall.He instantly notices me and stands up. When I’m close enough, he pulls me into a tight-as-hell hug, which I love.Holding each other for a moment, I soak in the warmth coming from his body and the feel of his arms around me.Yep, I’ve got it bad for this man.He pulls back and presses a kiss to my mouth before he smiles at me, his eyes roaming over my face.“I missed you.”“You saw me yesterday,” I chuckle as we let go of each other and take our seats.“Yeah, but

Chapter 18EdenStanding with the mop in my hand, I read the text Dario sent me a minute ago.Can you take time off work to accompany me to the opening night?I don’t have anything fancy enough to wear to a ballet show, and people will recognize me.Which means I have to tell Dario that I’m a janitor. After the amazing Sunday night we spent together, I don’t think he’ll fire me or break things off.And I can scrounge up a few dollars to get a dress at a thrift store. The corner of my mouth lifts as I type out a reply.I’d love to. Can we meet up tomorrow morning? I need to tell you something.I see he reads my message, then it shows he’s typing.Dario: 9 am at Half n Half? Eden: Okay.Suddenly, someone grabs hold of my shoulder and yanks me until I turn around.“Where is it?” one of the ballerinas barks in my face. “Where’s what?”“Don’t play dumb. Where’s my ring?”The hell?“Vivian, what’s going on here,” Mrs. Stafford asks as she comes down the hallway.There’s a sinking sensation

Chapter 20EdenWhen Tyrone opens his front door, I ask, “Want to come dress shopping with me?”He lets out a sigh, then mutters, “Let me grab my coat.”I grin at him, and when he’s done locking the door behind him, I hook my arm through his. “I need a fancy dress for a ballet show. I’m going as Dario’s date.”Tyrone’s eyes widen on me as we take the stairs down to the exit. “Does that mean he knows you work for him?”I nod. “Last night, shit went down at the ballet company. One of the ballerinas accused me of stealing her wedding ring.”Instantly angry, Tyrone snaps, “The bitch.”“Yeah. She slapped me just as Dario came into the office.” I shake my head. “He was so angry I thought for sure I was done for.”“Why was he angry at you?!” he exclaims.“No, not at me. He was angry at Mrs. Stafford and Vivian – she’s the one who slapped me.”When we step out onto the sidewalk, we both notice Junior at the same time where he’s standing across the road.“What are you doing here?” Tyrone shout

Chapter 22EdenI feel completely disorientated and helpless as I’m lugged over a shoulder and carried somewhere.Sounds come and go, not really registering.I lose touch with reality, and when I come to enough to make sense of my surroundings, I hear a motor droning and water splashing.My body’s shivering uncontrollably from the ice-cold air blowing over me, and I manage to let out a groan.“How was the high, baby?” A man asks.High?Baby?Where am I?I have to fight to pry my eyes open, but my vision keeps going in and out of focus.Someone slaps my cheek lightly, then a man laughs, “She’s still out ofit.”I realize I’m in a boat as it starts to slow down, and a minute or so later,I’m hauled over a shoulder again.I manage to make out a bigger boat, and some control over my body begins to return. Bile churns in the pit of my stomach, and for a moment, it feels like I’m going to puke.I’m tossed down on a hard surface, and the back of my head takes a knock, drawing another groan f

Chapter 24DarioCarlo has to circle the boat as the helicopters take turns to land and drop off their passengers.We wait until last before Carlo sets us down on the supersized yacht. Angelo shoves the door open and gets out first, followed by me, then Damiano.A man dressed in a tuxedo frowns at us. “We weren’t expecting a fourth party.”An armed guard gives us a wary look, his fingers twitching around his weapon.“We invited ourselves,” I mutter, impatient to search the yacht so I can find Eden.Another man, who’s escorted by two guards, comes up the stairs, and his eyes lock instantly on Damiano. “What’s the Cosa Nostra doing here? This isn’t your territory.”I glance at Damiano. “You know him?”“Kristian,” my boss murmurs. “Sex trafficker. Let me handle this.” Damiano takes a step forward and lets out a sigh. “I’m here for a specific girl.”“We don’t have anyone who belongs to the Cosa Nostra,” the man replies calmly, as if he isn’t worried we’ll kill him.“Show us the girls, and