Okay, Daddy: Mafia’s Lord Betrothed Little Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

MYA The soft click of the bathroom door lock sounded louder in my ears than it should have. I leaned my back against the cold wall, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor. My heart raced in my chest, so loud I could hear it pounding in the silence.Married. I was fucking married.My chest tightened as my mind spiralled. How had I let it happen? When did I even say “I do”? The words had slipped out of my lips, but I couldn’t remember speaking them. It was all a blur—a horrible, suffocating blur of whispers, stares, and his piercing green eyes.I rubbed my sweaty palms against my dress. The silk fabric felt smooth under my fingers, but the sensation did little to calm my nerves. My gaze darted around the bathroom, taking in everything. I stared at myself in the mirror, the veil was gone, but my makeup was still intact, though I could feel the cracks forming beneath it.And then there was the kiss.My stomach twisted. His lips hadn’t even touched mine, not really. But the gho

MYAWANTED! The room was stifling, and every beat of my heart echoed loudly in my ears as I tried to steady my trembling hands. The man’s body sprawled on the floor, and panic consumed me. I had no time to waste; someone would come looking for him soon.I took a shaky breath and glanced around the room. The least I could do was make it seem like nothing had happened—at least for a while. I dragged his limp body toward the bed and positioned him as though he were sleeping. My stomach churned at the way his head rolled to one side, blood trickling from the bash on his temple.It wasn’t perfect, but it might buy me some time.I cracked the door open and peeked into the dimly lit hallway. It was quiet except for the muffled voices in the distance. My heart raced as I stepped out, shutting the door gently behind me.I hadn’t made it far when I heard a familiar voice.“There you are,” the boss said, his lips curling into a smirk as he looked me over. He crossed his arms, leaning casual

MYA TIT FOR TAT I stared at the unfamiliar room, disoriented, before everything that happened the previous day came rushing back. The wedding. The running. The almost becoming a whore. Angelo. I sat up, my hands instinctively flying to my body. I checked between my legs, my clothes. Everything seemed intact. My dress wasn’t torn, and there was no pain, no soreness between my legs. That was good, I guess. I clutched the blanket, I was utterly confused. Was this really the same man everyone feared? The man with a reputation so terrifying even my brothers, who thought they were invincible, trembled at the mere mention of his name? Maybe he was toying with me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Maybe last night had been a show of restraint so he could enjoy watching me squirm before pouncing when I least expected it. The thought sent shivers down my spine. I pushed the covers aside and slipped out of bed, my feet touching the cool floor. I made my way to the adjoinin

MYA SHOPPING SPREE The car ride was silent, but not the comfortable kind. It was crazily awkward and I was sure as hell that if we could hear each other’s thoughts, it would be so noisy. I sat stiffly in my seat, my hands clasped tightly on my lap, trying to appear composed like I wasn’t having a full blown conversation in my head. Angelo drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on his lap. His face was unreadable, his eyes focused on the road. I sneaked a glance at him, wondering how someone could look so calm while being so intimidating. He made me feel so small. I shifted in my seat, trying to adjust without drawing attention to myself. The leather creaked slightly, and I froze, feeling his gaze avert toward me briefly before returning to the road. “You’re too tense,” he said suddenly, his deep voice cutting through the tension. I blinked, caught off guard. “I’m fine,” I replied quickly. He didn’t respond, but the corner of his mouth twitched, almos

MYA“HOME”My pulse still hadn’t settled, and I gripped my hands tightly together to stop them from trembling. My heart was beating so hard, if was almost painful. I had never been so close to violence before. I had never seen a man shot. And yet, Angelo had done it so effortlessly, as if he was swatting away an annoying fly.“Are you okay?”I jumped at the sound of his voice, turned toward him quickly, embarrassed at my reaction. He wasn’t even looking at me, his gaze was fixed on his phone. Still, I could feel his attention, as if he could see every thought running through my mind.“I—I’m fine,” I stammered, though my voice sounded anything but convincing. “Thank you for… what you did back there.”He didn’t respond, didn’t even acknowledge my gratitude. I wanted to say something else—anything to break the silence—but I wasn’t sure what words would come out if I tried.Angelo finally spoke, his voice calm but firm. “Do you see now how much danger you’re in?”I turned to look at him a