บททั้งหมดของ THE MAFIA'S PRISONER: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Château felt both relieved and pleased. Leonard had started to recover, and she hoped the same was true for his feelings. Château wished Leonard no longer harbored the profound pain caused by those closely tied to her. Above all, she hoped he didn’t blame her for all the sorrows that had befallen him.Yet, as Château gazed into Leonard’s stormy gray eyes, her thoughts wandered to events from several days ago. Something sensitive yet deeply important lingered in her mind—something she longed to uncover.“Leonard…” she called, her voice steady, her gaze locking onto his.“Yes?” Leonard replied, puzzled by the unspoken question hanging between them. Château hesitated, shaking her head as though she no longer wanted to address the words hovering on the tip of her tongue. Her hesitant demeanor only deepened Leonard’s confusion and curiosity. “Say it, Château,” he encouraged gently.She lifted her face to meet his, her expression marked by uncertainty. Leonard’s patience remained steadfast,

Leonard was escorted to an opulent room that seemed prepared exclusively for him. Standing with his back turned, Louis Chaloux gazed out over the city through the expansive glass window.Hearing Leonard's approach, Louis turned, offering a wry smile."Leonard, we meet again," he greeted. Leonard remained silent, his gaze fixed."I can’t decide if you’re foolish or just unlucky to have been caught by Sophie so easily," Louis added, his tone dripping with mockery."Do you have something to say to me?" Leonard retorted, breaking the tension.Louis tilted his head, feigning confusion. "Nothing too difficult for me to grant—unless you pull another of your infamous stunts. You are insufferable as always."Leonard’s calm demeanor provoked a flicker of irritation in Louis, though he concealed it well. Instead, Louis gestured toward the seating area. "Have a seat. You seem eager for a confrontation."Leonard complied, taking a glass in hand, studying it as if it held significance. "You’ve arra

Leonard's gaze immediately turned to Chateau when the girl asked such a question. Oh no... Chateau had completely misunderstood. Leonard never intended to disappoint her, let alone make her feel useless.“Because I came here to repay my father’s debt, because I’m just an amateur village girl with little experience... you think it’s fine to treat me as though I don’t exist.”“Chateau, stop. You’ve misunderstood too much.”“You don’t trust me because I’m just a worthless girl. I’m not like the people around you, those you let know about your past wounds. You even make me envy Miss Odette, someone you’ve never smiled at as sweetly as you have. It feels like I’m not needed here—”“CHATEAU.” Leonard interrupted her, forcing her to look at him. He gripped her small shoulders a bit firmly, his sharp eyes locking onto hers. “You are not something so simple to me,” Leonard said, emphasizing every word.Leonard didn’t know how to be gentle, especially with a girl crying in disappointment over h

In fleeting moments amidst his relentless path, Gabriel would pause briefly to observe his surroundings. Too much blood stained his memories, too many screams echoed endlessly in his mind. Yet, when he stood still and gazed at the world, the gentle breeze seemed to carry it all away.Cycles of suffering are rarely a choice, and Gabriel Levere certainly hadn’t anticipated reaching this point in life. As he once said, “No one is born a sinner—not my children, not even me.”Gabriel was still young when he found his identity in the dark, merciless underworld. Gambling with his luck, he climbed his way to the top, becoming the leader of a prominent, feared group. He achieved wealth, power, and even true love.But now, what did it all mean?When Gabriel paused, questions about his life began to surface.What has been the purpose of my existence?Is there more wealth to pursue? Surely not.Is there another woman to chase? No—not since Aurora became my everything.Am I only living for my chil

After being caught in the rain for hours and hearing something deeply upsetting from her partner, Chateau thought she could finally return home and find some peace.However, to her dismay, she was met with yet another unexpected shock.Chateau pushed the door open hurriedly, but the loud sound of shattering glass stopped her in her tracks. The impact rattled her senses. Then she saw him—the man who had just thrown the vase directly in front of her."Welcome back, Lady Lavigne...."Louis, who had thrown the vase, seemed almost as startled as Chateau. He hadn’t anticipated her arrival at that exact moment, nor how his own emotions had flared just as she entered the room.Chateau froze, fear gripping her heart. She recognized him instantly—not because he was a stranger, but because she knew exactly who he was. That made the situation all the more terrifying.She couldn’t speak. Even moving felt like an impossible task. But Chateau knew she couldn’t let herself stay near someone so danger